Pokemon: Reborn Rich Alternate Earth

Chapter 1113: Chapter 1330: Bet

Kyurem looked at Julian and simply couldn't understand how this human had managed to make mortal enemies like Zekrom and Reshiram follow him at the same time.

On top of that, there were two other First-class Legendaries as well.

What was even more unbelievable was that both Truth and Ideals had appeared in a single human.

The key point was that Kyurem couldn't see any so-called Ideals or Truth in Julian at all—all it saw was an unserious playboy.

This guy already had four First-class Legendaries, yet he still had the nerve to say he was interested in Kyurem. Wasn't that basically the same as flirting with another woman right in front of your wife and mistress?

And the most ridiculous part was that none of them seemed surprised. Judging from their reactions, they had clearly grown used to it.

Glancing at Julian, Kyurem said, "Human, stop dreaming. For their sake, I'll spare you today."

Julian looked at Kyurem with amusement. This guy sure was good at talking big.

'For their sake, I'll spare you.'

How did it even have the nerve to say something like that?

After saying that, Kyurem shot another contemptuous glance at Zekrom and Reshiram before flying toward the location of the secret realm gate.

It was planning to leave this secret realm.

Julian didn't stop it. After all, he had never intended to beat Kyurem into submission inside the secret realm.

Otherwise, the aftermath of their battle would very likely destroy the entire Land of Extreme Ice.

If that happened, explaining things to the Willow family would become rather difficult.

Kyurem smashed through the Light Screen that Deoxys had set up around the secret realm gate and flew out under the horrified gazes of the Willow family members guarding the entrance.

And the very next second, Julian rode out on Zekrom, following closely behind.

Kyurem flew ahead, Julian chased from behind. It fled, he pursued—it had no hope of escaping.

Within just a few minutes, Kyurem had already flown beyond the borders of Drakoria, plunging deep into the skies above the eastern seas.

Meanwhile, satellites from various nations detected the violent energy fluctuations—and not just one.

There were two First-class Legendary-level energy signatures.

Alarms immediately began blaring throughout monitoring centers.

On Drakoria's side, the Willow family promptly reported to the higher-ups that an unknown First-class Legendary had flown out of the Land of Extreme Ice and that Julian was pursuing it on Zekrom.

And as Kyurem left, the ever-dropping temperature in the Land of Extreme Ice stopped falling and began to slowly rise again.

It seemed that the crisis threatening the Land of Extreme Ice had already been resolved.

This allowed the Willow family to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Human, don't push things too far!"

Kyurem glared at Julian, who was relentlessly pursuing it, its expression extremely hostile.

Waves of icy energy surged toward Julian like a raging tide, but all of them were blocked by Zekrom.

Looking at the furious Kyurem, Julian felt a bit puzzled.

Wasn't his passive skill, Unown's Blessing, supposed to increase the favorability of First-class Legendaries toward him?

So why was Kyurem's favorability seemingly in the negatives?

Unown's Blessing: 'I'm not omnipotent. Besides, you forcibly woke it up. If it gives you a good attitude after that, then that would be strange.'

Feeling a sense of being watched, Julian knew that satellites from various countries were definitely observing this area.

He had long since grown accustomed to such things.

"How about a bet?" Julian suddenly proposed.

Kyurem had absolutely no desire to talk to him.

"The legendary God of Ice wouldn't be afraid to make a bet with a mere human, would it?"

It was a very crude provocation, but against a First-class Legendary like Kyurem, which had always looked down on humans, it was quite effective.

Its voice turned cold, "What are we betting on, and how do we bet?"

"On you, of course. If you lose, you become my Pokémon."

"As for the bet itself, we'll settle it with a battle."

Hearing those words, Kyurem's gaze toward Julian became even more disdainful.

"Humans are as cunning as ever. I lose and I become your Pokémon, but you haven't said what happens if you lose."

Julian: 'Oh right, I really didn't mention it.'

Mainly because he never considered the possibility of losing.

"Then you tell me—what do I have to give up if I lose?" Julian said.

Kyurem thought for a moment, then said, "If you lose, you let Zekrom and Reshiram leave you. I don't know what despicable method you used to gain their approval, but it must have been something shady."

Julian glanced at Zekrom, as if asking: 'Aren't you two supposed to be mortal enemies? Why is it suddenly worrying about you?'

Zekrom shook its head, indicating it didn't understand either.

Maybe it had slept for so long that its brain had gone stupid.

"We follow Julian of our own free will," Zekrom said.

But the more it explained, the more convinced Kyurem became that Julian had used some underhanded method.

Otherwise, how could both of them have become so foolish?

"You shut up. So, are we betting or not?"

Kyurem clearly had no interest in hearing Zekrom's opinion.

"We're betting."

Julian nodded.

He was definitely going to win, so why wouldn't he bet?

"But I have one condition," Kyurem suddenly said.

"What is it?"

"I won't fight them."

The "them" it referred to were, of course, Zekrom and Reshiram.

Because it had already noticed that both Zekrom and Reshiram possessed auras far stronger than the last time they had met.

For First-class Legendaries, increasing one's strength was typically measured on the scale of millions or even tens of millions of years.

So even a single level of difference between them meant a massive gap in power.

Just look at the Sky, Sea, and Land trio.

Kyogre and Groudon were the same level, but Rayquaza was three or four levels higher than them and could pin both of them to the ground and beat them up at the same time.

That was why Rayquaza was the big brother.

After speaking, Kyurem looked at Julian with a smug expression.

"If you agree, then the bet stands. If you don't, I'll leave, and you can't follow me anymore."

Julian felt that this fellow was actually quite crafty.

It had clearly sensed that both Zekrom and Reshiram were stronger than it, and knowing that it would most likely lose if it fought them—meaning the bet would be lost too. It had simply excluded them altogether.

"I can agree to that, but I'm afraid you might refuse to honor the bet after you lose," Julian said with a nod.

Hearing that, Kyurem roared angrily, "Human, I'm not like you! If I lose and go back on my word, then I'm a dog!"

At his waist, Arcanine's Poké Ball started shaking.

Arcanine: 'This bastard is insulting dogs! I'm gonna bite it to death!'

Julian patted Arcanine's Poké Ball to calm it down.

"Fine, you said it yourself. Whoever loses and refuses to honor the bet is a dog."

Arcanine: 'Master, you're insulting dogs too.'

Arcanine felt deeply wronged.

Why did everyone in this world seem to enjoy using dogs as insults?

Meanwhile, at Drakoria's command center, the higher-ups were watching the satellite feed.

Combined with the real-time translations provided by lip-reading experts on site, the Third Elder frowned in confusion.

"Champion Walker's strongest Pokémon are the Black and White Dragons. If he doesn't send them out, then neither Jirachi nor Deoxys should be a match for that guy, right?"

According to the energy readings, this unknown First-class Legendary was a late-stage First-class Legendary Pokémon. It was far stronger than the mid-stage Deoxys, let alone Jirachi, which was only at the early-stage.

"Perhaps Champion Walker plans to call Kyogre over," the Fourth Elder speculated.

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