How was this possible!?
When Belotti saw what was happening, he was completely dumbfounded.
Never in his wildest imagination had he expected—
That this red birdman, despite already reaching such a high level—
Could actually evolve once again!?
This was far too outrageous!
After all—
The evolution of that red beetle earlier had already been an extraordinarily rare occurrence.
And now—
This red birdman was doing the exact same thing?
Belotti felt as though everything before him had suddenly become unreal.
The worldview that had been formed from all the knowledge and information instilled into him—
Was practically collapsing at this very moment.
How could this be possible?
How could an existence at the level of a Third-tier Legendary still evolve?
And this wasn't even some kind of fusion transformation, like Kyurem merging with Zekrom or Reshiram.
Instead, this was an individual life-form—
Advancing into an even higher stage entirely through its own growth.
The closest comparable example would probably be Zygarde.
In its 50% Forme—
It already possessed the strength of a Third-tier Legendary.
But in its 100% Complete Forme—
Its strength could even reach the level of a First-tier Legendary.
Strictly speaking, however—
Zygarde's transformation could not truly be called evolution.
It was merely a change in Forme.
Therefore, after considering everything—
This kind of genuine evolution had still only occurred with that red beetle and this red birdman.
Before Belotti could fully recover from his shock—
The brilliant white light of evolution had already begun to slowly recede.
At this moment—
Garudamon had undergone an enormous transformation.
He had completely shed his birdman appearance.
Instead, he had transformed into an enormous bird.
A bird-like creature possessing two pairs of wings—
And brilliant golden feathers.
Countless tiny golden motes of light were currently radiating from his body.
He seemed to overflow with intense divinity.
Just looking at that golden figure made people instinctively feel the urge to kneel in worship.
What kind of existence was this?
Belotti's pupils suddenly contracted.
He stared solemnly at the evolved form of Garudamon.
Judging from its appearance—
It was clearly a phoenix.
Moreover, its appearance seemed even closer to the phoenixes depicted on ancient totems than the legendary First-tier Legendary Ho-Oh.
In the next instant—
The golden Phoenixmon released a clear, resonant cry.
Its voice reverberated throughout the sky above the stadium.
Even the clouds were split apart.
It seemed as though even the sun itself trembled under the force of that cry.
After hearing it—
Moltres visibly shrank back.
Yes.
The aura being emitted by the opponent had actually caused Moltres to feel fear.
And this fear did not arise solely from the difference in strength.
After all, although Moltres was only a Third-tier Legendary—
Even when facing other Second-tier Legendaries—
Or even First-tier Legendaries—
He would never display such an intense emotional reaction.
Much less feel outright fear.
For a Legendary Pokémon, such a thing was practically humiliating.
The source of this negative emotion came from something else entirely.
Bloodline suppression.
Yes!
It was suppression originating from the very level of their bloodlines!
Phoenixmon was a Holy Digimon.
It was known as the pinnacle of all Bird Digimon.
Precisely because of that—
It naturally exerted an overwhelming bloodline suppression upon Moltres, who was also a bird-like existence.
Immediately afterward—
Phoenixmon, hovering in the sky, launched the first attack.
Countless glittering golden particles began falling from his wings.
At this moment—
The divine nature surrounding him was displayed to its absolute limit.
Then, in the next instant—
Under Phoenixmon's control, those countless motes of golden light gathered together.
They surged forward like a roaring golden tide.
And swept directly toward Moltres.
Starlight Explosion!!
Only then did Moltres finally break free from his fear.
He barely managed to suppress the oppressive sensation bearing down on him.
Looking at the golden tide surging toward him—
His vision was momentarily overwhelmed by its brilliance.
Then, in the next instant—
After sensing the terrifying amount of power contained within it, Moltres did not hesitate.
Facing the incoming wave of energy—
He poured every last bit of his strength into a Flamethrower.
The flames were overwhelmingly powerful.
For a moment, the entire sky seemed to have been dyed crimson by the raging fire.
However—
The instant that immensely powerful Flamethrower collided with the golden tide—
It was completely swallowed and extinguished.
Instantly.
The feeling was almost like tossing a tiny pebble into the vast ocean.
There was nothing more than a faint plop.
Then it disappeared.
It could barely even create a single ripple.
(End of Chapter)
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