Water-Type Pokemon

It wasn't until the massive school of Yellow Lionfish completely disappeared from view that the group gradually processed what had happened.

They were directly pulverized into dust!

"As expected of the [World' Strongest]" Morel placed his large smoking pipe before him and took another puff, exhaling wisps of light white smoke. Unlike before, this time he was smoking to calm his nerves.

As for the Arrowfish on the other side, he had already cleared them all out. The remaining few had fled in terror from Hydreigon overwhelming presence.

Cluck couldn't help but nod repeatedly—such power was truly astonishing. To think this was just a fraction of the aura released that day and Akira still had four more of such caliber!

Hearing Morel and Cluck praises, Knuckle and Shoot McMahon finally realized—that terrifying creature just now was actually Akira Nen beast!

Just one Nen beast alone was this frightening?!

Then how powerful must his full strength be?

No one except Akira himself knew exactly how many Nen beasts he possessed—it seemed limitless. Even Akira himself couldn't be certain how many Pokemon he might have in the future, Let alone anyone else.

"Ding!"

"Pokemon incubation complete!"

Right at this moment, the Incubation Bar in Akira mind successfully reached its endpoint.

His first water-type Pokemon had finally been born!

The new Pokemon upper body was blue, while the lower skin from its chin to tail tip was white. It had a protrusion on its head and spiral structures on either side.

Its back bore a grayish-white shell with many uneven bumps on the stony surface. It possessed four fins—the front pair being larger—with particularly slippery skin that felt cool to the touch.

It was none other than Lapras—perfectly suited as a mount!

After the Restriction and Vow, Lapras detailed information freshly emerged.

Name: Lapras

Abilities: Water Absorb

Type: Water/Ice

Strength: A

Skills: Ice Beam, Absolute Zero, Freeze-Dry, Hydro Pump, Rain Dance

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As a mount Pokemon, Lapras perfectly met his requirements—now he had mounts for all three environments: sea, land, and air.

At sea—Lapras, on land—Arcanine, in the air—Hydreigon and Dragonite.

Lapras wasn't just an excellent mount—it possessed considerable combat strength to handle most maritime emergencies. While gentle-natured and reluctant to fight, Lapras was by no means weak. Possessing high intelligence, Lapras could understand human speech and even emotions.

They rarely engaged in conflicts, being extremely peace-loving Pokemon.

In the Pokemon world, before ships became widespread, Lapras frequently served as maritime transportation.

Considering this was just the largest bay among six continents, managing to incubate a Lapras was already quite fortunate.

At least Akira hadn't fantasized about unrealistic Pokemon like Kyogre or Lugia.

Lapras water and ice types perfectly complemented gaps in Akira team, providing better adaptability to various situations.

Akira collected his thoughts and turned to observe the sea surface recently struck by the Tri Attack.

After such a powerful impact—and coinciding with peak season for giant wave occurrences—freed from the harassment of the Yellow Lionfish, they now faced the threat of towering waves.

Massive, turbulent swells gradually rose, forming a towering wall of water that blotted out the sky as it advanced toward the ship.

The semicircular shape of the colossal waves exuded an intimidating presence—this was a natural disaster! Before such a sight, humans couldn't help but feel insignificant.

These waves were even larger than the ones Morel had encountered before.

"Giant waves? At this distance, there's probably no avoiding them." Morel frowned deeply, taking puff after puff from his cigarette.

On the surface, it seemed like he was just smoking to relieve stress. But in reality, this was the solution he'd devised.

Wisps of white smoke billowed out, settling on the deck before drifting to the ship's edges. The smoke morphed into a giant hand, pushing the vessel sideways with steady force.

Under Morel control, the ship rapidly shifted position, attempting to evade the oncoming waves. Unfortunately, the suddenness of the event made complete avoidance nearly impossible without prior preparation.

By Morel estimate, nearly half the ship would still be struck by the massive waves.

Even if the vessel didn't break apart from such a violent impact, it would certainly suffer significant damage.

Watching the mountainous waves, Akira lips curled slightly as an amusing idea occurred to him.

He'd wanted to try this for a long time and he'd recently acquired just the right Pokemon to make it happen.

Morel functioned like an emotionless smoking machine, continuously inhaling and exhaling to produce more smoke and accelerate the ship movement.

Who knew if smoking this much would cause lung problems later?

Or maybe the smoke never even reached his lungs—inhaled and exhaled in the same instant?

Akira suddenly took two steps forward, positioning himself at the ship's edge and drawing the others attention.

'Is he going to make his move?'

'Right, these waves probably just need another blast—he could disperse them easily.'

This was the shared assumption of Morel, Cluck and the others—that Akira would intervene with another powerful strike to shatter the waves.

But this time, they guessed wrong.

A flash of white light appeared, accompanied by glittering snowflakes, as a blue Nen beast materialized on the ocean surface.

The moment Lapras appeared, the surrounding air temperature seemed to drop slightly, bringing a refreshing chill.

"Uuu~" Lapras lifted its noble head slightly, releasing a melodious hum.

The beautiful song drifted across the sea surface, almost seeming to take physical form.

Lapras possessed musical talent as well—when in good spirits, it would produce enchanting melodies. It could also use sound-based techniques like Perish Song, Sing, or Hyper Voice.

The warm sunlight filtered through crystalline snowflakes, casting shimmering highlights across Lapras form. As Lapras gentle hum reached their ears, the group's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, as if their very souls were being purified.

"This... is also one of your Nen beasts?" Morel asked incredulously, captivated by the pleasant singing.

Lapras debut had already brought them unexpected delight.

Morel suddenly recalled a legend he'd heard before—that Akira possessed every type of Nen beast, an infinite variety.

Could that actually be true?

"Yes, this is Lapras." Akira watched the singing creature with undisguised anticipation in his eyes.

Clearly, Lapras was in excellent spirits. But Morel still couldn't figure out why this singing Nen beast had been released.

He soon found out.

As the towering wave approached, Lapras stopped its melodious song, its jade-like eyes fixed ahead. Suddenly, an icy blue glow radiated from Lapras' body.

To Morel and the others, that light carried an inexplicably chilling aura, as if it could freeze everything in its path.

In the next moment, an expanding path of ice appeared before Lapras, rapidly spreading across the massive wave.

In the blink of an eye, the enormous wave was completely frozen, transforming into a magnificent ice sculpture.

Ice-type move—Sheer Cold!

Sheer Cold: A one-hit KO move that instantly knocks out the opponent.

As an instant-kill technique, Sheer Cold power was unquestionable, effortlessly freezing the colossal wave solid. This was exactly the effect Akira wanted to experiment with—creating a frozen wave sculpture!

Just like Admiral Aokiji facing a tsunami in One Piece, turning raging waves into stationary ice sculptures in an instant.

Under the sunlight, the crystalline wave sculpture glittered with dazzling rays, emanating an icy brilliance.

"He actually froze the entire wave solid?!" Morel stopped puffing his pipe, his mouth slightly agape as he stared dumbfounded at the massive ice sculpture.

Tendrils of residual smoke drifted from his lips, as if his brain had short-circuited—an oddly comical sight. Behind his sunglasses, his pupils reflected nothing but the frozen wave, the image lingering persistently.

Morel wasn't alone in his reaction.

Except for Menchi, who had grown accustomed to surprises after spending so much time with Akira, everyone else wore identical expressions of shock.

"Not bad, quite beautiful indeed."

After giving it a thorough appraisal, Akira nodded approvingly at Lapras' creation—it was a fine piece of work.

"Lapra~" Receiving praise, Lapras' eyes curved happily as it gently patted the water with its flippers, letting out a pleased hum.

This artwork could easily score high in a Contest, especially given how rare it was to see such an enormous frozen wave.

In fact, Lapras was one of the most popular Pokemon in Contests.

Its ice-type moves could create various exquisite sculptures, complemented by its elegant posture and beautiful singing voice. It consistently earned high scores in Contests with ease.

To say Lapras combined strength and beauty was no exaggeration at all.

Unfortunately, this ice sculpture couldn't last forever.

"Crack, crack..."

Under everyone astonished gazes, the massive sculpture suddenly emitted crisp cracking sounds. Like a chain reaction, a series of cracks rapidly spread across its surface.

Within moments, the crystalline wave sculpture—once resembling a glittering treasure—was now covered in fractures, looking ready to shatter at the slightest touch.

"BOOM!"

Reaching a critical point, the sculpture completely collapsed, scattering into countless tiny ice fragments across the ocean's surface.

Instantly transforming the area into an icy sea.

"How unexpected~"

"I thought it would just disperse the wave completely." Cluck ruby-red eyes swept across the floating ice fragments as she remarked with surprise.

So was this a Nen beast using Transmutation abilities? With the power to freeze its surroundings?

Unaware of the intricacies of Pokemon moves, the group could only interpret what they'd seen through their understanding of Nen abilities.

Ice-type Transmutation Nen abilities are rare, but not nonexistent.

Akira smiled faintly, recalling Lapras without another word.

After clearing the obstacles along the way, they were finally able to press forward.

No further incidents occurred and the occasional troubles were resolved by Morel and the others.

There was no need for Akira, their "trump card," to intervene.

After a day and night of travel, by the next morning, Akira group was nearing their destination. Their ship was top-of-the-line, an ordinary vessel might have taken four or five days to reach this point. Unlike Carter Port, they were now deep into the open sea.

Though still within the mapped territories of the six continents and not yet in the outer waters of the Dark Continent, it was understandable for bizarre creatures or dangers to appear here.

"Coo, coo~" A white pigeon landed gently on Cluck arm, conveying detailed information from ahead.

But even before Cluck could speak, Akira and the others already knew what lay ahead.

Standing on the deck, they could now see their destination!

A strange gray mist loomed before them, so dense that nothing within could be seen from the outside.

Sea fog is a natural phenomenon.

During spring and summer, one can often see thick white fog over the sea or along the coast. Normally, sea fog should be milky white, but the ominous gray before them was anything but ordinary.

Clearly, this was no ordinary sea fog.

At worst, it might even contain deadly toxins. Cluck realized this immediately and sent several white pigeons flying into the gray mist. Living creatures like pigeons were perfect for testing the environment.

As the ship gradually approached the outer edge of the gray mist, the pigeons emerged unscathed.

"It seems there are no toxins in the mist" Morel sighed in relief, seeing the pigeons return unharmed.

If the fog had been laced with potent poison, their investigation would have been severely hampered.

"There may be no poison, but the situation inside might be far worse than we imagined." Cluck raised her arm, letting a pigeon perch on it, her brow furrowed with concern rather than relief.

"For a moment, I lost control of the pigeons—I almost couldn't retrieve them!"

"Just hearing a faint melody within the mist had such an effect..."

"It's highly likely the source of this is the Dark Sonata!"

The group expressions darkened at the mention of the Dark Sonata.

Merely entering briefly had nearly severed Cluck control over the pigeons.

If a person were to go in...

Moreover, they noticed the pigeons that had entered the mist were visibly different from the others.

Their movements were sluggish, their eyes dull and lifeless, like puppets on strings.

They could only perform simple actions under Cluck control.

"These pigeons almost seem like..." Knuckle trailed off, too stunned to finish.

"Like they've lost their souls" Akira interjected, glancing at the speechless Knuckle.

Exactly!

To them, these pigeons appeared soulless, reduced to hollow shells.

"Aside from that, have you noticed any other changes under your control?"

"Preferably positive changes." Akira suddenly realized something and turned to Cluck, a glint of sharpness flashing in his eyes.

After a few moments, Cluck expression grew increasingly somber as she said in a low voice.

"There are indeed positive changes. The strength of these white pigeons has clearly improved significantly."

At these words, Morel and the others also began to mirror Cluck demeanor, their faces darkening as well.

They understood perfectly well what this meant.

Exchanging their souls for enhanced physical abilities... Both the [sacrifice] and the [gain] were evident. This fit the characteristics of the Dark Sonata all too well.

As expected!

The root cause of this incident was indeed the Dark Sonata!

It likely wasn't the flute portion, but one of the other three unknown sections.

From Melody experience, the flute portion should involve sacrificing health to gain special abilities. This didn't match the situation with the white doves.

Now it appeared that this portion of the Dark Sonata involved sacrificing souls to gain power.

The only question was whether this ability belonged to the piano, violin, or harp section.

Akira examined the white doves again, channeling vast amounts of Aura into his eyes, allowing them to perceive even finer details.

With his 'Gyo', which far surpassed the others' Akira finally detected the dark, deadly aura of Death Aura clinging to the doves.

As long as there were visible effects, it could be dealt with—this meant Gengar could remove the influence.

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