blogombal Chapter 646 Natsume's Pokémon Nightmare
Chapter 646 Natsume's Pokémon Nightmare
Chapter 646 Natsume's Pokémon Nightmare
Natsume closed his eyes and, following the middle-parted hairstyle, entered Hoopa's dream first.
"bass!"
In the pristine white hospital room, Natsume, radiating golden light, and a man with a middle parting dressed in Nightmare Armor appeared out of nowhere.
"Ah, sister!"
A croissant suddenly flew by, as if Natsume and the middle-parted hair were completely invisible.
As expected, the scene in the hospital ward kept repeating in its dreams.
"Pikachu pikachu pikachu." This kid is hopeless.
With his middle-parted hair, he gave the middle finger and turned to lead Natsume to the dream world of the Great Dragonite.
Natsume:
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"Wait a moment."
He called out to the man with the middle parting who was about to leave.
"This is the first dream we've entered. Let's observe it carefully first."
As Natsume spoke, he looked around.
You should at least understand some basic things.
To be honest, it's incredibly realistic here, especially if you don't look around and realize that everything outside the ward is pitch black.
"Pikachu".
The man with the middle parting stood still, then suddenly pointed, and a nightmare appeared on the ceiling.
The latter's eyes were bloodshot, and his gaze, though unfocused, remained fixed on the distraught little Huba.
"豁"
The man with the middle parting looked at the other person, and the huge pupils on the Nightmare Armor suddenly trembled.
Almost instantly, the nightmare glanced in their direction and then quickly disappeared and vanished.
"Let's go and see Bangilas's dream."
Natsume looked thoughtfully at the spot where the nightmare had disappeared, and stroked his chin.
"Pikachu".
The man with the middle parting nodded, and his figure vanished.
When they reappeared, the two arrived at the entrance of a lush cave.
"It was when Kyurem died... just as I expected."
Natsume stroked his chin and muttered to himself.
Fear breeds nightmares, and nightmares create dreams.
So... what is the source of fear?
"Memory?" Natsume slowly uttered the two words.
"That's not enough, let's go take another look."
As Natsume spoke, he directed the others to head off to the dream world of Zapdos and Dragonite.
Zapdos's Nightmare World.
"Gana"
This is a charred battlefield where an inextinguishable flame still burns.
In the sky, a massive "firebird" nightmare, composed of shadows and flames, is launching a frenzied attack.
Its opponent, Zapdos, though covered in wounds and with many charred parts of its golden feathers, still held its head high, its eyes burning with an indomitable fighting spirit.
"Hiss!!"
Zapdos let out a cry that pierced through the clouds and split rocks, and golden-red flames around its body shot into the sky like a volcanic eruption, forcefully withstanding the succubus's massive fireball.
"Impossible! Why haven't you fallen yet?!"
The nightmare let out an unbelievable mental roar, its attacks becoming more and more ferocious, but Zapdos was like a stubborn rock, each time it was repelled, it would pounce again with an even more ferocious posture.
When Natsume and the man with the middle part arrived, they just saw Zapdos pierce the succubus's wing with a fierce Brave Bird Slash.
The nightmare let out a scream, its figure dimming slightly. Its eyes, as it looked at the Zapdos, were filled with shock and an incomprehensible sense of collapse.
"Pikachu..." (The Godfather's Wings, he's a character...)
With his hair parted in the middle and his arms crossed, the eerie blue flames beneath his armor flickered slightly, seemingly with a hint of appreciation.
Natsume:
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What the hell is The Godfather's Wings?
"but..
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Natsume looked at the dream demon that was about to be destroyed, and his heart stirred slightly.
Without a doubt, for the proud Zapdos, defeat is its greatest nightmare.
But the prerequisite is... you have to be able to defeat it before you can make it lose!
This is practically a bug, Natsume raised an eyebrow slightly.
The scene then changes.
The nightmare world of Dragonite.
Here... it's all blank.
It was truly just a blank, pure white space.
The giant dragon sat on the ground, tilting its huge head, looking at the succubus in front of it, which was becoming increasingly faint due to the continuous depletion of its energy and was almost unable to maintain its form.
The nightmare manifests in various terrifying forms: a gigantic ghost, a ferocious dragon, and darkness that devours everything...
But the giant dragon just blinked its intelligent eyes and occasionally stretched out its claws to try and poke it.
His face was filled with innocent curiosity, as if asking, "What is this? Is it fun?"
nightmare:"...."
Natsume and his middle-parted hair watched this scene in silence for a moment.
"Pikachu!" (Being a bit slow is also a kind of talent.)
With her hair parted in the middle and her arms crossed, she concluded with an air of seriousness.
Natsume rubbed his temples: "Pure intelligence... a childlike heart, prevents fear from taking root."
Finally, they arrived at the nightmare world of the three gophers.
The scene here is even more bizarre.
The space seemed to be pieced together from countless fragmented, constantly shifting pieces of memory, sometimes a dark underground cave, sometimes a howling desert, and sometimes a grassland under the watchful eyes of natural enemies.
And that poor nightmare demon is almost driven mad.
It tried to pinpoint the source of the three gophers' fear, but each of the gophers' three heads displayed different emotions and fragments of memory:
The left side of the head is afraid of the dark and loneliness;
The middle head is afraid of spicy food;
The right side of the head is aggressive towards anything that comes near, as if it is afraid of its territory being invaded.
The nightmare demon was constantly on its way. Just as it created a nightmare scene for one fear, another fear would pop up in its head, causing the entire dream space to jump frames wildly like a cassette tape recorder.
Finally, the nightmare gave up. It floated in front of the three-legged mole and tried to get information out of it using the most primitive method, its voice filled with a final struggle: "Let's play a game... Tell me, what do you like the most? Let me guess."
The three heads of the three gophers turned to it at the same time, their eyes filled with innocent wonder.
The nightmare had a sudden thought.
Fortunately, this three-legged hamster, though strange, was very easy to talk to.
Liking represents desire, and having desire leads to the fear of losing it, which in turn brings nightmares!
Since directly sensing nightmares doesn't work, let's start with what it likes.
Destroy it!
Nightmare: "What do you like?"
The head on the left: "Beep! (Pomelo!)"
Nightmare: "Okay! You like pomelos, right?"
Just as it was about to take action to construct a nightmare scene, it discovered that the little groundhog's preferences had changed.
The person in the middle immediately shook their head: "Beep! (No, I like blue and orange.)"
Nightmare paused, then changed her mind: "In that case, let's start over. You like blue and orange, right?"
The hot-tempered head on the right suddenly interjected, "Ihu? (Fighting?)"
Nightmare:
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It's about to break down.
The nightmare could clearly sense that every word this three-legged hamster said came from the bottom of its heart and was extremely sincere!
It wasn't deliberately deceiving itself; this was indeed something the tricorn truly liked.
But these things I like change way too quickly!
Clinging to her last glimmer of hope, the nightmare's voice trembled as she asked, "You...you should think carefully again. What do you really like the most?"
The three heads looked at each other, then a jumble of sounds rang out: "Beep-beep-ee-goo!"
(Kyogre, Groudon...)
The nightmare was completely bewildered.
What are all these things?!
"puff-!!!"
The nightmare's figure flickered violently, and finally, like a balloon being blown up, it exploded into a cloud of black mist amidst a violent mental fluctuation, disappearing without a trace.
It was so enraged by the three-horned hamster's pure, fickle, and illogical "true nature" that it exploded.
Natsume and his middle-parted hair stood still, looking at the surreal scene before them.
The eerie blue flames beneath the center-parted armor froze for a moment, then it raised its paw and silently made a complex gesture to the three-headed gopher that was still rubbing its three heads together, looking like it was asking, "What happened?"
For the first time, Natsume experienced so clearly what it meant to be utterly and completely... through a succubus.
It stems from a sense of powerlessness and despair at the cognitive level.
"It seems..." Natsume took a deep breath and concluded, "Fear and nightmares are not omnipotent."
"Pure fighting spirit, an innocent heart, and even... an extremely chaotic mental state can all become their nemesis."
"But this is not something that can be replicated for ordinary people and ordinary Pokémon."
Natsume stroked his chin, deep in thought.
He must find a universal... or rather, a way to stop the nightmares.
For example...memory?
Through his observations, Natsume can easily see that the construction of nightmares seems to require the dream demon to obtain relevant information.
The best way to obtain information is through other people's memories.
"Middle-parted hair, can you let me into a nightmare?"
Natsume decided to experience it for himself.