Pokemon: This Ash Is Too Versatile

Divine Domain Level.

He quietly pushed this information deep into his heart, not showing a hint of unusual expression on his face.

Mewtwo chose to tell only him, the meaning was clear—the fewer people knew about this, the better. Otherwise, let alone Delia, Misty and Brock would be the first to stand in front of him.

"Just a Champion Peak Entei." Ash raised his hand, casually flexing his wrist, speaking lightly, "I've even defeated Mr. Brandon's Three Divine Pillars, why would I be afraid of an Entei?"

"Be it Entei, or any Crystal Tower." Ash's face lit up with a bright smile, filled with confidence, "I've already battled Raikou and Suicune in Ecruteak City, challenging Entei isn't an overstep. Rest assured, I'll be back soon."

Misty's grip on Togepi tightened slightly. She opened her mouth to say something but ultimately swallowed her words.

She knew that Ash had Mewtwo, which was an Advanced Divine Realm existence; taking MEGA Evolution into account, even at the Divine Domain Peak, Mewtwo wouldn't be manageable at once.

Even if there was something in the tower that was too much to handle, with Mewtwo's Teleport, retreating wouldn't be an issue.

"Be careful." She only said these four words.

Delia stood among the crowd, her gaze on her son, her lips moved, but she said nothing. Brock moved beside her and nodded, "Don't worry, Auntie. Ash going alone is more agile, having more people would just be cumbersome."

Serena didn't say much either, just pumped her little fist to cheer Ash on.

She was no longer the naive girl she once was and naturally understood the nuances between Champion Peak and Divine Domain Level.

The scenes of Ash's great battle on Asia Island were still vividly clear!

Danger of that level hadn't caused Ash any harm, a crisis like this naturally wouldn't affect Ash... would it?

In any case, she was at least more relieved than Misty and Brock. Even if there was some concern in her heart, it was merely instinctive.

Subjectively, she still believed Ash could resolve things and return safely.

Professor Oak turned and took a small, silvery-gray device from the console, handing it to Ash. It was smaller than the one used at Viridian Gym, barely noticeable when attached to a collar.

"The Crystal Tower is mystical but hasn't blocked electronic signals. Bring this camera with you so we can see what happens inside the tower."

Ash took the small object, examined it, and then affixed it to his collar.

The silvery-gray device flashed, blending seamlessly with the fabric.

"I'm off then."

With those words, lavender-colored light enveloped Ash and Pikachu. In the next instant, the duo vanished into thin air in the laboratory hall.

Misty instinctively took a step forward but stopped herself. Delia turned her face aside, hiding her expression.

Come back safely!

...

The lavender light dispersed within the Crystal Tower.

The moment Ash's feet touched the ground, he first felt a bone-chilling cold.

It wasn't a cold of temperature but a deeper kind, like it could seep through the skin into the bones, a feeling... it wasn't so much the icy cold caused by frost but rather the chill brought by death.

The floor beneath his feet, the surrounding walls, the ceiling overhead, all were composed of that same lavender crystalline material. Its facets reflected the images of him and Pikachu, layering deeper like countless warped mirrors.

Pikachu leapt from Ash's shoulder, and as soon as his paws touched the ground, a streak of gold sparked from his cheeks' electric sacs.

He didn't like this place; there was something indescribable wafting in the air, making him feel uneasy, even prompting him to unconsciously summon energy to resist the feeling.

Ash's gaze landed directly on the high crystal chair in front of him.

The chair was nearly two meters off the ground, entirely sculpted from a darker crystal, its back covered in intricate patterns that, at a glance, seemed like ancient script, but on closer inspection looked like half-open, half-closed eyes.

A little girl, not yet ten years old, sat quietly on it, holding a palm-sized tablet in her arms, it was Mitsumi.

However, Ash's gaze paused on her only for a moment before shifting sharply to the two figures standing on either side of the chair.

One was an elderly man wearing a gray beret, with white hair and a balding head. He had a slightly plump build, wore a white lab coat, and had small spectacles perched on his nose.

When Mewtwo teleported Ash in, it must have startled him, as his spectacles slid halfway down his nose and his murky eyes widened in surprise at the sudden appearance of someone before him.

"Pluto!!"

Ash's voice suddenly turned cold.

The Team Galactic officer he'd personally captured on the Orange Archipelago and handed over to the League for detention was now standing nonchalantly in front of him.

What are those people in the League doing? If they underestimated Team Rocket's trio allowing them to frequently escape or even be bailed out, it's one thing.

Pluto, however, was one of the four major officers in Team Galactic, not to mention a researcher possessing countless core technologies and secrets of Team Galactic. Such a person should have been detained in the most heavily guarded prison once captured.