Rope looked at Lugia in the distance and just smiled, not making a sound.
"Woo~"
Lugia's cry sounded again.
Whitley and Sabrina were surprised to find that the parade, which just now would have been on the wrong side of the road from them on their way forward, now suddenly changed the direction they were going. Now they and the parade will collide head-on.
[So in the end we're still inevitably going to have to destroy this ship?]
The corner of Whitley's mouth twitched slightly, it felt like the world was still full of malice towards this ship.
Whitley raised his head to look at Rope and realized that Rope didn't have much else on his face.
Between the hangdogs, he actually brought a sense of sanctity with him.
Whitley was slightly disoriented. It was the first time she had come into such close contact with a so-called first-class god. What made her feel even more cut off from reality was.
This First Grade God was her own brother, her teacher... with whom she wanted to be with night and day.
It was worth mentioning that the concept of this so-called First Grade God was also brought up by Rope.
Sabrina was also looking at Rope. compared to Whitley's blandness, she could instead feel the pressure more.
This was not something that Rope was doing on purpose.
Rather, for those who are a threat to themselves, it is difficult to avoid harboring a trace of hostility.
Rope sensed Sabrina's difficulty and silently collected a point of her aura.
Then, Rope's aura was in the middle of a confrontation with Lugia, and Rope was already at a disadvantage.
But under the shroud of Rope's aura. There was no sense of Rope's situation.
But on the other hand the Water Pokémon, who naturally had a keen sense of aura, then sensed Rope's retreat. So they began a new round of cheering, seemingly honored by the victory of the god they believed in.
But Lugia didn't see it that way, and could sense that Rope was retreating of his own accord rather than being overpowered by himself.
It gave her, more or less, a sense of victory. But also a sense of respect from Rope. After all, the ocean was her territory.
And little Lugia beside Lugia looked curiously in Rope's direction. Looking away from the man. A curious light shining in her eyes.
"Woo~"
Lugia let out another long chirp, so Sea God Cruise's group picked up speed again.
"Rope what's happening?"
Whitley asked, puzzled, as she watched the suddenly accelerating parade.
Rope stroked Whitley's head and said, "How should I know? It's probably just them trying to speed up. It's so late."
Off to the side, Sabrina looked deeply at Rope, who made no sound, and didn't make a sound.
Rope sensed Sabrina's gaze and revealed an expression that looked like a smile.
When this smile appeared, Sabrina felt that she was completely penetrated by Rope.
Sabrina once again twisted her head away and snorted coldly. But wasn't in a position to reveal Rope's intentions.
The intelligent Sabrina knew very well that the nature of Rope's collected aura was aimed at making herself more comfortable.
"Are you sure of yourself against this God of the Sea?"
In the bottom of Rope's heart, Sabrina's voice rang out.
"There's not really any certainty, but she's carrying a little one with her."
Rope's face didn't move, then in his mind he thought.
"Then if something goes wrong, Rope, you stall the big guy first, I'll restrain the little guy."
Even in Rope's heart, Sabrina's words still carried a bit of coldness.
"There shouldn't be any problems. There's no hostility in her long call. But if something does go wrong, you'd better be careful and not underestimate that little one. Even if it's a god's hatchling, that's still a god..."
"Even if it's a god's hatchling, that's still a hatchling."
Sabrina said coldly.
Obviously confident in herself.
Rope didn't say anything more either. He also had an understanding of Sabrina's strength, and it was impossible for that hatchling to defeat Sabrina no matter what.
After all, there was only one Godhead.
Any Legendary Pokémon before taking control of the divine power could only be described as a Pokémon that was a bit more powerful, not enough to be labeled as a god.
More and more people gathered on the deck. But all stood ten meters away behind Rope.
It wasn't that they didn't want to get close, but they couldn't. Rope's might had weakened the people around him. But how can normal people resist so easily?
Even if it's a pilgrimage, stay away from me!
And standing at the forefront of the eating crowd was a woman in a red dress.
Ming looked at Rope who wasn't far away and the voluminous procession in the distance. Although his heart was a little anxious, he was still essentially relieved.
But that big silver bird in the distance really made her feel a bit intimidated.
She had personally seen Manaphy sitting high above a tsunami back then, followed by countless water Pokémon, her petite body full of majesty. With just one sweeping glance, Ming felt as if she should kowtow and nab her head instead of confronting her head-on.
But the scene back then was nothing compared to today. Although the former had a much stronger sense of threat, today's scene was really something that most people would never see in their lifetime.
Unfortunately, if Rope hadn't been standing in front of it, then the ship's best chance would have been to be swept away by the frenzy of people who had gone back to join in on the parade.
"Rope!"
Ming looked at the equally majestic back in front of him, and for the first time, he felt that this matter of being angry with Rope was really stupid enough. Why would a god want to pick on you?
But what she didn't realize was... Rope really just would take offense to her...
After all, Rope didn't consider himself a god most of the time.
"What's up?"
Rope asked back.
"Nothing?"
"It's fine. But be ready to escape. I can't guarantee anything will happen."
Rope said aloud.
Ming nodded, then said to Mishiki beside him, "Mishiki, go and instruct everyone to get ready to evacuate."
The corner of Mishiki's mouth twitched, thinking what's the point of preparing for evacuation.
If it really came to a fight, one wave from whichever God of the Sea would come over and all the lifeboats would have to capsize. She had also followed Ming to see the might of the sea prince back then.
Now that he had changed from a 'prince' to a proper Sea God...
Ming naturally saw Mishiki's thoughts, then spoke, "Go prepare, something is better than nothing."
Mishiki then nodded before heading towards the back, through the crowd and towards the captain's room.
And at that moment, Sea God Cruise's group was close at hand.
At this moment, a beeping sound suddenly came from the backpack behind Whitley.
Whitley, Rope, Sabrina, and even most of the people were no strangers to this sound. This was the beeping sound from the egg incubator. This meant that the egg, was about to hatch.
"Oops! How come it's going to hatch now."
Whitley felt that it was more or less not the right time for this egg to hatch.
What if this Rope guy poisons his milk again? If something really happened and they couldn't survive, this egg might still be able to float back to the continent with the protection of the incubator.
But if it hatches now, if something really happens, it will die right after birth.
Rope smiled and said, "This little guy has absorbed another portion of Lugia's psychic power. Oceanic power can't be absorbed, but the overflowing psychic power can still be absorbed. After all, it's also the little guy who has absorbed my energy."
"Psychic power is something that can catalyze the hatching of Pokémon eggs to a certain extent."
Sabrina added as she opened her mouth in a hundred years.
Whitley nodded while she deftly opened her backpack and pulled the egg incubator out of it.
Sabrina glanced at the egg pattern and said, "Snivy's egg? Why don't you have a Pseudo-legendary for her? It's not like you can't get one."
"Because Snivy's the best fit..."
Rope wasn't going to say it was because he wanted to get back the figure in his head that commanded Snivy.
Sabrina did say, rather approvingly, "That's true. After all, Three Starting Families is still the best option for newbie trainers."
Whitley didn't have the time to pay attention to the two guys who were still chatting away right now.
She looked rather nervously at the egg in front of her, then gulped as she watched a crack appear on the egg.
"Rope, I'm so nervous."
Whitley crouched down, unable to resist tugging on Rope's sleeve.
Rope crouched down, then joined Whitley in looking at the hatching egg.
The cracks on the egg were widening, and soon, white light was released from the egg. And at the same time, a refreshing grassy fragrance came out.
The crowd couldn't help but close their eyes and take a deep breath.
But soon, a smell of burning barren grass came out.
At first, the crowd thought that there was a fire somewhere. But very openly they all reflected that the smell of burning weeds was coming from the direction of that egg.
"This Snivy, it seems to be a bit different..."
Sabrina's mouth twitched slightly... this energy level just wasn't quite right...
Rope was also a bit surprised... as of now Snivy's released energy level, the strength of this little one when it was born shouldn't be lower than Chimchar.
"Tsk, after all, it's a little one that's always by the side of the gods, it's just not the same."
Rope said with quite a bit of pride.
Sabrina gave Rope a blank stare and thought to herself, "I would like to be by the gods' side as often as I can, would you like that, Lord God?
"It's hatching!" I don't know who shouted.
Rope then reacted that something was wrong and immediately waved his hand, a wall of fire appeared and enveloped all of Snivy's eggs and Whitley.
A newborn Pokémon would feel attached to the first person it saw. There were too many people there, so Rope simply surrounded Whitley and the egg.
Whitley's eyes were fixed on the egg, and she didn't even realize that Rope had placed a wall of fire around her.
The cracks in the egg grew wider and wider, and the flash of light released from the egg grew stronger and stronger, like a slow-exploding flashbang.
Eventually, the egg's glow reached its peak, and Whitley couldn't help but shield her eyes.
Whitley closed her eyes and felt the vibrant life force.
"Hiss~"
A soft purr sounded and Whitley opened her eyes before seeing the turquoise colored Snivy in front of her with ruddy flame patterns on its body.Snivy's eyes didn't carry a hint of condescension like a normal Snivy's, but instead had a vibrant feeling to them.
"Hello Snivy, my name is Whitley!"
Whitley had a bright smile on her face and extended her hand towards Snivy.
Snivy first looked curiously at Whitley, then at the wall of fire around him, and then fell into a deep thought.
It seemed to feel that something was wrong...
Whitley's outstretched hand all but froze, as if it felt a bit ominous.
And just then, Whitley suddenly felt a warm current rush into his body from his back.
There was flame energy seeping out from around Whitley's body.
Snivy felt this fire energy, and her two big eyes curved into two crescent moons. Then all of a sudden, she jumped onto Whitley's shoulder. It gave Whitley a light peck on her face.
Whitley also finally let out a breath and revealed a smile.
"Please teach me more in the future, Snivy!"
With that, Whitley took down a Friend Ball from his own waist, and then knocked it on Snivy's head.Snivy just turned into a red light and was incorporated into the Pokéball.
The Pokéball trembled for a moment, then stopped shaking and returned to peace.
Whitley looked at the Friend Ball in his hand and giggled.
And right at this moment, the surrounding wall of fire suddenly dissipated. A majestic and majestic aura just surged in.
Whitley's face stiffened slightly before she felt that fire energy within her body erupt once again and then fended off the sea-water flavored aura for herself.
Looking up, Rope was now standing on the deck, and half a step behind her was Sabrina. while those who were eating the food, retreated below the deck in unison...not daring to face the gods directly.
"Finished hatching? Come over here when you're done!"
Rope said with a smile.
And a white light surged out of the Friend Ball in Whitley's hand and landed on Whitley's shoulder.Snivy looked first at Whitley, then at Rope, and then made a fighting stance towards Lugia, who was not far away.
Looks like another militant like Chimchar.
Both Rope and Lugia nodded rather approvingly, looking like another promising youngster.
Whitley pressed his hand against, and shielded, Snivy at this point, and then walked slowly, calmly, to Rope's side, and half a body length behind.
And at this time, beside Lugia, there is only a small Lugia that is flying up and down.
The small Lugia looked at Snivy, with a curious look in its eyes, and leapt forward with the intention of playing with Snivy.
However, Snivy didn't seem to be interested in Little Lugia, and only stared at Lugia silently, as if she would dare to rush up and fight with Lugia if Lugia made any misbehavior...
"You seem to have gifted this little one with your own blessing..."
Lugia glanced at Snivy again, noting the flame patterns on Snivy's body. Then her voice rang through the crowd.
"I don't know about blessing, but this little guy did absorb some of my energy."
Rope didn't quite understand what Lugia meant by blessing and then said.
Lugia frowned then stretched.
"Rope, the last time I saw you, you were a human worth following, and now you are a generous god."
Said Lugia as a silvery light shone from her body, then the light from her body turned into a transparent feather of light that landed on Snivy's body.