CHAPTER 202 SERPERIOR AND GOING BACK

Nola had not yet reacted to what was happening when a surge of energy rushed into its body, causing it to undergo a huge transformation.

The original patterns began to fade, the abdomen turned a pale green, and the back became a deeper shade of green.

Three dark green leaves began to grow near the end of the tail.

Several yellow patterns appeared on the body, elegant and noble, like the symbol of royal nobility.

On both sides of the neck, parts of the body extended, composed of vine-like tendrils, resembling the collar and cuffs of a suit.

The eye color changed to a crimson, giving off an imposing aura.

Grass type, one of Unova’s big three, Royal Pokémon – Serperior.

As the former Master of the Sky, it had no opponents in Skypiea and had developed a dominant presence. With the support of Serperior’s innate characteristics, its gaze now possessed even greater intimidation.

However, when looking at Arceus, its proud gaze turned into submission. Arceus had just subdued it through sheer pressure, but now it genuinely yielded.

“It is now Serperior, named Nola.  From now on, it will protect you Shandians. If you encounter an opponent it can’t defeat, then use this.”

Zeraora then took out a Den Den Mushi and handed it to the chief, teaching him how to use and take care of it. Den Den Mushi needed to be fed and bathed, as neglecting it for a long time could cause it to suddenly die.

If Den Den Mushi is mistreated, it might even choose to turn against its owner. The Omanyte on Onigashima was a living example of that.

“Serperior~ Serperior.”

After the modification, animals would be influenced by some Pokémon traits. Nola had become somewhat arrogant and was not pleased when hearing that it should obey the commands of those ants.

“Fine, you don’t have to listen to their commands, but you will protect them according to my orders.”

“Serperior!”

This time, Nola didn’t object but wholeheartedly agreed.

Then, Nola’s massive figure climbed up a huge vine. With Serperior’s natural camouflage, one couldn’t easily tell that such a large snake was entwined around the vine.

“Kami-sama, what would your messenger usually require us to do?”

After this series of events, Shandia’s Chief had already accepted Arceus as a slumbering Ancient God, and the Serperior he had modified naturally became his divine messenger.

Tribal civilizations could be ignorant at times, and Noland had brought many changes to the Shandians, such as putting an end to their ritual sacrifices to wild beasts.

It was not strange for them to do similar things in the presence of this “true divine messenger.”

However, Arceus was not here to reverse history.

“There’s no need. It will find its own food. Sky Fish in the Sea Clouds are enough for it, and there’s also the sun.”

One special aspect of Grass type Pokémon was that, in addition to regular food for replenishing energy, photosynthesis plays an important role in their lives. Through photosynthesis, they could supplement a large portion of their bodily needs, reducing their dependence on food.

“Don’t stress too much. This is what you deserve. Afterwards, continue gathering and making Dials as usual. As for Skypiea…”

“I have no intention of continuing the battle. The flame of Shandora has been reignited, and that is already enough. As long as they don’t covet Upper Yard’s land any further, other matters are inconsequential.”

“They won’t. The authority to enforce the law here will be entrusted to you. Someone will inform you about the relevant rules later. Just make sure to go outside regularly to keep an eye on things.”

“Understood, Kami-sama.”

After ringing the Golden Bell, Shandians left once again to return to their tribe and bring back the others. On Angel Island, the residents also came to understand the current situation through Gan Fall’s words.

Upper Yard was returned to the Shandians, and Gan Fall was no longer a God but now the ruler of Angel Island, still overseeing its management.

Although the so-called God’s Priests were abolished, they formed a security force under Gan Fall’s leadership, responsible for maintaining order and protecting the residents’ safety.

Apart from the ownership of Upper Yard and the flags hanging on Angel Island and Upper Yard, it seemed that nothing else had changed.

In the days to come, they would come to realize how much trouble that flag could solve for them.

Initially, there were some who refused to accept it, but after Nola, who had been tamed, took a trip with the Shandians, those dissenting voices completely disappeared.

Within less than a day, the two long-cherished wishes of the Shandians were fulfilled. So, they held a grand banquet, or rather, a carnival.

Early the next morning, Beasts Pirates, who had achieved their objectives, prepared to depart. Carrying a stash of gathered Dials and gold, the Genesis ship set sail towards the edge of the White-White Sea.

However, before leaving, they left a request for the Shandians to send someone to Birka to find a peculiar-looking fruit. If they could find it, they should keep it; otherwise, it doesn’t matter.

According to Gan Fall, Birka’s location was quite remote and belonged to the countryside even on Skypeia. It would take a considerable amount of time to go there.

He didn’t have a strong interest in the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, and for the Beasts Pirates, the Rumble-Rumble Fruit was not an essential item either. Therefore, he didn’t want to waste too much time here.

But just as they were about to leave, they encountered something special. Some Shandians had spent the whole night crafting three new totem poles.

A giant snake, a thunder cat, and an ancient god (alpaca) became the new totems of the Shandians, who now regarded Arceus as the new belief of their tribe.

Instead of choosing a normal descent, the Genesis ship, just like when it came up, blasted a hole directly towards the White-White Sea below and descended through it.

At this moment, Yamato wore a hat woven with feathers on her head, a creation of the Shandians, the highest tribute to friendship.

And in her hand, she was fiddling with a Vision Dial, which, for Skypeia, was a combination of a camera and a video recorder.

Inside were her recordings of Skypeia. Although her photography skills were poor, she took them herself. She still remembered wanting to show the owner of that pub what Skypeia was really like.

Whether it was a verbal belief or a genuine belief, he was the only person in the pub who believed in the existence of Skypeia from the beginning.

Mock Town, the working efficiency here was quite fast. Within a few days of the Beasts Pirates’ departure, Dort’s pub had already been repaired.

Harlow’s head was submerged in beeswax, waiting to be taken away and exchanged for money when a merchant ship arrived. As he contemplated what to do with the remaining money, a group of familiar figures walked in through the pub’s entrance.