- The Reincarnation World Where Only I Know the Storyline
- RWWOKS Chapter 152
Big Mouth, a well-known reincarnator in the Cloud camp, earned his nickname because he once owned a powerful *Gulpin*. Through his boldness and willingness to fight, the man had carved his way up to where he stood now.
However, in the process of capturing this mythical Pokémon, he lost his most important companion.
Fortunately, Marshadow hadn’t let him down. Its incredible strength far surpassed other reincarnators, propelling him to the peak of the first-difficulty worlds.
By now, Big Mouth had maxed out two attributes, making him a formidable fighter, with his equipment all looted from other reincarnators.
A large part of his success was due to Marshadow, and he often dreamed of capturing another mythical creature.
As he stroked the Pikachu in his arms, Big Mouth turned to observe the ongoing battle among the opposing reincarnators.
“Looks like it’s going to be a busy day,” he said, a hint of savagery in his smile.
Marshadow thrived in shadowy environments, and this battlefield was perfect for it. Combined with Pikachu’s lightning-based attacks, few reincarnators could escape his grasp once he targeted them.
Suddenly, an ear-piercing scream echoed through the air, and Big Mouth instinctively turned toward the south.
Thanks to his excellent perception, he immediately spotted a horrifying doll—the source of that soul-piercing scream.
As the cry rang out, the nearby reincarnators scattered in panic, clearing a path. Soon after, a massive group of enemies stormed the battlefield.
“W-what the…?” Big Mouth swallowed hard as he saw the ferocious ghost spiders charging toward him.
Judging by their movements, they were clearly heading straight for him.
The largest spider was already closing in, followed by a young man with black curse marks on his face.
“Pikachu.”
“Pika Pika!”
The yellow mouse leaped to the ground, transforming into a streak of yellow lightning that raced forward.
This was the signature high-speed movement of a Pokémon, providing a massive speed boost.
Even Fang Bo could barely keep up with Pikachu’s trajectory.
The previously brilliant Slaughter Spider Guard was no match for a true speed-type summon.
With one Steel Tail, Pikachu sent the spider flying, and before it even hit the ground, Pikachu was already next to Jugo.
However, this time, Pikachu miscalculated.
“What’s this?” Jugo swiftly tracked Pikachu’s movements, and without hesitation, he raised a leg and kicked it hard, sending it flying.
The essence of the Curse Mark was rooted in natural energy, and in terms of perception, Jugo was second only to Xianglin in their team.
No matter how fast Pikachu moved, it couldn’t escape Jugo’s line of sight.
Pokémon had many strengths: a variety of powerful moves, diverse attributes, and even the ability to evolve independently.
But they had one fatal flaw—they were physically fragile. Even the defensive ones weren’t particularly good at taking hits.
After being launched by Jugo’s powerful kick, Pikachu struggled to recover, and in the end, Yaoyao kindly helped it out of its misery.
“Hey!” With a shout, she brought her two-handed warhammer down like a mountain onto Pikachu’s small frame.
Had the space’s protection mechanism not triggered, Pikachu’s small body would have been crushed into a pulp on the spot.
Despite her usual clumsy and adorable demeanor, Yaoyao was ruthless in battle, her face lit up with an excited grin.
“Big bro, I’ll help you out!” she shouted, charging into the fray with her warhammer.
With the ghost spiders protecting her, she wasn’t in much danger, especially with Xianglin and Guren nearby.
With them around, Fang Bo didn’t have to worry about enemies attacking from behind.
He could focus solely on dealing with the summoner.
“Damn it,” Big Mouth cursed, glaring angrily at the warhammer-wielding girl.
As a trainer, how could he not feel heartbroken over his poor Pikachu?
Pikachu was so cute—how could she swing a hammer at it like that? Didn’t this girl have any compassion?
Pulling out his third Pokéball, Big Mouth revealed himself to be a reincarnator who specialized in three summons.
Though his strength was undeniable, once an enemy got close, he was essentially finished.
“Looks like he’s really confident in Marshadow,” Fang Bo mused as a large Pidgeot appeared on the battlefield. Big Mouth sneered as he leapt onto the Pokémon’s back, waving at Fang Bo.
“Goodbye, you idiots.”
After witnessing Marshadow’s power, if an enemy still dared to charge at him, they had to either be fools or incredibly confident in their ability to kill him.
Given the number of helpers and summons surrounding them, the approaching group didn’t look like fools. For that reason, Big Mouth decided to make a tactical retreat.
There were plenty of reincarnators to kill—why waste time on this tough group when he could fight easier opponents?
Pidgeot’s flying speed was impressive, among the best for a flying summon in the first-difficulty worlds.
Big Mouth was confident his enemies wouldn’t be able to catch him.
Fang Bo couldn’t catch him either, but there was one small problem—Pidgeot hadn’t taken off yet.
No matter how fast it was, it had to get airborne first.
Golden ripples spread through the air as a greatsword and a crescent moon-shaped blade shot toward the enemy.
At the same time, Jugo leaped high, trying to knock the target off the large bird with brute force.
However, all these efforts were nullified by Pidgeot’s “Hurricane.” Jugo, unable to find a foothold, was blown away, and the two weapons, lacking enough strength, were deflected by the storm.
If Fang Bo’s strength attribute had been at 30 points, the attacks might have pierced through the wind and hit the rising Pidgeot.
“Goodbye, enjoy your little game down there,” Big Mouth’s laughter echoed from above as he and his Pokémon began to ascend.
At that moment, a shadow silently landed on Pidgeot’s back.
It was Yoriichi Zero One, having broken free of Fang Bo’s control and entered “Training Mode.”
As soon as the automaton touched down, it unleashed a rapid spinning movement, instantly accelerating beyond normal limits.
To onlookers, it appeared as if Yoriichi had vanished.
**Sun Breathing Tenth Form: Fire Dance!**
Big Mouth had no way of seeing through Yoriichi’s technique, but he still had one trump card left by his side.
Marshadow emerged from the shadows, transforming into a streaking star that crashed into the automaton, knocking it out of its disappearing state.
Before Yoriichi could recover, Marshadow activated its **Pursuit**, appearing in front of the automaton and delivering a barrage of powerful punches.
“Scared me to death,” Big Mouth exhaled in relief. For a moment, he had nearly wet himself from the fear.
As someone terrible at close combat, he couldn’t handle an up-close fight, even if the enemy was just a puppet capable of autonomous action.
Thankfully, Marshadow had saved him. Otherwise, he might have been knocked out of the sky.
Just then, Pidgeot gave a warning cry.
Big Mouth turned his head in a hurry, only to see a man rocketing up toward him.
From the ground, Jugo had enlarged his arms and, using his incredible strength, had thrown Fang Bo high into the air.
Earlier, Fang Bo had thrown Yoriichi into the sky to delay Big Mouth’s escape. The second wave—the self-launch—was the true killing blow.
Before Pidgeot could react, Fang Bo had already reached an equal height.
Without saying a word, he summoned his two weapons, stabbing them into Pidgeot’s sides.
One of them, the crescent moon-shaped **Crescent Dragon**, activated its special effect. In the air, it transformed into a dragon, biting down on the bird’s neck.
Taking advantage of the moment, Fang Bo used his hovering speed boost to leap onto Pidgeot’s back.
Ignoring the reincarnator who was desperately retreating, Fang Bo gently placed his hand on Pidgeot’s thick feathers.
“Decay!”
Orange flames erupted, instantly transforming Pidgeot into a “firebird.”
But he wasn’t done yet. Fang Bo pulled out his *Dragon Knight Rifle*, aimed it down, and activated his *Ammo Master* skill, firing a powerful armor-piercing shot.
Pidgeot, having endured multiple heavy hits, could no longer hold on.
Under the protection mechanism of the system, the poor bird was sent back to the Pokémon world in a blaze of flame.
As for the person who had been riding on its back, he was now in free fall, plummeting downward.
Gazing at the panicked summoner, Fang Bo’s lips curled into a friendly smile. “Thanks for your help—otherwise, dealing with Marshadow would have been a lot harder.”
With both of them suspended in mid-air, even the mighty mythical Pokémon was powerless.
Without the ability to fly, Marshadow couldn’t even hide in the summoner’s shadow.
The few meters that would normally be nothing to Marshadow now became the thin line between life and death.
Fang Bo didn’t give his opponent any chance. He first unleashed his cooled-down weapons, sending two blades piercing through Big Mouth’s body.
Then, using his hovering speed boost, Fang Bo instantly appeared in front of him, stuffing an alchemical bomb down the man’s collar.
“This time, it’s really goodbye.”
**Boom!**
As Marshadow roared in fury, a bright explosion lit up the forest sky.
Big Mouth barely survived the blast, but he had lost all ability to fight. In the end, he plummeted from a hundred meters in the air, slamming into the ground.
The fall damage, not the blast itself, was what ultimately claimed his life.
**You have killed a hostile reincarnator and earned a personal-exclusive kill box.**
**You have earned 5 battlefield points.**
“Another 5 points,” Fang Bo said happily.
Additionally, he was on the verge of completing his second war mission, which would reward him with more points and plot currency.
**War Mission 2: Kill 15/20 enemy village ninjas.**
“Looking at it this way, my haul this time might exceed expectations,” Fang Bo thought, dreaming of a windfall.
After quickly grabbing Big Mouth’s loot box, he turned to retreat but stopped when he noticed seven or eight dead ghost spiders on the ground.
In just a short time, his ghost spiders had been wiped out by the Cloud camp’s reincarnators.
Even without focused attacks, they couldn’t withstand the brutal onslaught from the reincarnators.
If Fang Bo didn’t leave soon, even Jorogumo’s core might be lost here.
**Bang!**
In the distance, a gunshot rang out, and the head of the Slaughter Spider exploded. The poor little creature was instantly killed by an enemy.
In another direction, two talismans were stuck to the body of the Guardian Spider.
Once a fearless tank, it now appeared incredibly sluggish and weak, eventually being impaled by a wooden sword.
Though it wasn’t dead yet, it only had seven or eight seconds left at most.
Had it not been for Guren’s crystal ninjutsu, creating walls to block incoming attacks, the situation would have been ten times worse by now.
Seeing how dire things were, Fang Bo didn’t hesitate to act. He threw a ninjutsu scroll into the fray.
It was a scroll for the *Earth Style: Earth Flow Wall*, a defensive ninjutsu he had exchanged for emergencies.
Soon, a tall dirt wall, about seven or eight meters high, rose from the ground, finally blocking the enemy’s line of sight.
They bought themselves a moment of respite.
“I can’t hold on much longer,” Jorogumo waved weakly, signaling that her summoning time was nearing its end.
Seeing only a few minutes left on the countdown, Fang Bo immediately unsummoned her, allowing her and the remaining ghost spiders to return to the world of *Onmyoji*.
Without the ghost spiders, their combat strength was significantly reduced, but this also meant Fang Bo and his group wouldn’t stand out as much.
In the midst of the current chaos, it should be relatively easy to slip away from the battlefield.
“Be careful! There are more people coming from that direction!!!”
Suddenly, a shout drew everyone’s attention.
Both sides turned simultaneously, looking toward the forest where a massive dust cloud was being kicked up.
At the far end of their vision, an entire horde of reincarnators appeared out of nowhere.
(End of Chapter)