Pokemon: Born In A Psychic Family, I Am Invincible

Chapter 487 I Want To Reveal The Truth Of History!

"Is this a family heirloom?"

Yan Fan looked up at these never-before-seen paintings, and a thunderbolt exploded in his mind, which could not subside for a long time.

He has been curious about his family heirlooms since he was a child, but only the patriarchs of each generation can know the secrets of the heirlooms.

It turns out that the family heirloom is the painting of the ancestors.

It's just that why hasn't he seen any of these paintings?

As a fan of the ancestors, Yan Fan knows every painting of the ancestors like the back of his hand, but the paintings in front of him...he has never seen them before.

And at first glance, the quality of these paintings is very high, and each pair seems to be a representative work of the ancestors, causing an uproar in the outside world.

Also, most of the paintings here seem to be about war, depicting battle scenes.

Yan Fan suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Wei, and expressed his guess: "Father, are these the masterpieces of our ancestors in that war?"

"Yes." Yan Wei withdrew his scrutinizing gaze. He nodded slightly and at the same time pressed a mechanism again. The rumbling sound resounded in his ears, and ten glass showcases unexpectedly appeared.

Yan Fan looked intently and saw a painting hanging on the glass display case. He walked closer to "597" to look at it, and opened his eyes wide in the next second, and his breathing became short of breath.

The painting is painted with grand scenes:

The night shrouded the sky, the wind blew away the clouds, and a tall and majestic city stood still, but the surface of this city was covered with layers of ice. "Ten ice sculptures are scattered around.

On the city wall, there are a few soldiers in solid clothes standing. They have different expressions, but they all look in the same direction.

Outside the city, the old man in black robe showed his back, surrounded by countless Pokémon lying densely, clustering him in the middle.

On the opposite side of the city, the enemy soldiers in black armor clattered to their knees, and countless Pokémon prostrated themselves on the ground, bowing in a certain direction.

Yan Fan slowly moved his gaze up, and the next moment his heart trembled, his heart was pounding.

I saw a ferocious biped dragon came into view, his yellow eyes were staring, his wings made of ice crystals made people's heart palpitate, and cold waves rolled all over his body.

"Kyurem!" Yan Fan exclaimed.

This is the legendary dragon, Kyurem.

And on Kyurem's body, a slightly blurry figure suddenly appeared. Judging from his appearance, he looked like a black-haired youth, and his facial features were not clear.

It's just that on the shoulder of the black-haired youth, there is another Midori point, as if something is lying on his shoulder.

"The one standing on Kyurem's back?"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yan Fan's eyes widened, and his tone was full of astonishment.

Although he is not a trainer, he also knows the great name of Kyurem, this is the top god who looks down on the world, how could he allow humans to stand on his back?

Thoughts flashed, Yan Fan noticed two figures, one black and one white, beside Kyurem.

On the left is Zekrom in pitch-black armor and staring at him;

On the right is the proud Reshiram with his white Dual Wingbeat spread out.

This is exactly the legendary black and white Opelucid.

They saw them standing on both sides of Kyurem, lowering their eyes slightly, as if they were watching the humans on Kyurem's back.

"Black and white Opelucid and Kyurem?" Yan Fan was startled, his face full of shock.

He had known about this miraculous battle to defend the city, and knew that the three giant dragons had appeared in this battle, but why was the content in the painting different from the historical records? Mikey?

Who is the man on Kyurem's back?

Why is black and white Opelucid standing on both sides?

Why did the enemy soldiers kneel before Kyurem?

All kinds of doubts lingered in his mind, and many puzzles flashed between Yan Fan's brows.

After a while, these doubts dissipated, and Yan Fan stared at the painting in front of him, with a trace of obsession on his face.

In his eyes, this painting is far superior to other paintings of his ancestors in terms of expression, painting skills and content. He firmly believes that this is the best work of his ancestors, none of them.

If it is brought to the outside world, this painting is definitely a national treasure, and it is preserved in the museum and admired by thousands of people.

The three giant dragons in the painting are lifelike, and their eyes are so agile that they will fly out of the painting in a second.

Oh, Kyurem can't fly, that's fine.

Why did the ancestors hide such amazing and stunning paintings at home and never show them to others?

Even the descendants of their family don't know the existence of this painting.

Perhaps it was because Detect had detected the doubts in Yan Fan's heart, Yan Wei chuckled, and the scene of entering the secret room for the first time was reflected in his eyes, he was also so shocked and full of doubts.

"The paintings in this secret room involve a period of dusty history and the real secret of that war." Yan Wei sat on a chair and spoke softly.

Yan Fan nodded again and again, staring at Yan Wei without blinking, his face full of urgency.

"You have to promise me that after you become the head of the Yan family, you will hide the existence of this secret room forever, and rot in your stomach the secret you will hear next." Yan Wei's slightly cloudy eyes tightened Staring closely at Yan Fan, the latter nodded heavily.

"You should know that your ancestors once participated in that famous battle to defend the city."

"I know."

"Well, I don't need to repeat the previous content. In the written records left by our ancestors, the real battle of defending the city is different from the historical records." Speaking of this, Yan Wei slowly raised his eyes and looked at the painting , Yan Fan followed his gaze, and had a faint guess in his heart.

"According to records, the enemy launched a total of four siege battles."

"The first time was protected by the soldiers of Yecheng, but before the second time, a group of demon... Trainers came to Yecheng. They claimed to be from the imperial city and came to support them.

"The average age of this group of trainers is about 20 years old. They are all powerful, and they helped the soldiers protect the second siege battle."

"Here, that is the second siege battle painted by the ancestors." Yan Wei raised his head, Yan Fan looked up and saw a painting depicting the scene of the war.

In the painting is still the black-haired young man standing on Kyurem's back, standing beside him is a Gardevoir of a different color, facing thousands of enemy troops alone.

"It's him again..." Yan Fan's eyes revealed surprise.

"This person was called Master Chen by the ancestors. Although he is the youngest among the group of Trainers, he is the strongest."

"And he also fought the Warcraft Master against the traitor Fang Weicai in the third battle of defending the city. Not only did he win a complete victory, but he also made him a bridge..."

"It is no exaggeration to say that Master Chen played a huge role in the two battles of defending the city." Yan Wei said lightly.

"But there is no record of this person in history..." Yan Fan hesitated.

"Yes, I have been searching for records about this person, but I found nothing." Yan Wei sighed slightly, then stared at Yan Fan, and continued, "And the fourth battle of the city defense appeared the most The famous battle of beasts."

"According to the sporadic records left by the ancestors, the enemy commanded Kyurem to attack Yecheng, and the entire Yecheng was instantly frozen, and the ancestors were also turned into ice sculptures."

"Afterwards, Master Chen returned with the black and white Opelucid. He first took Kyurem to fight in the depths of the desert, and then got Kyurem's approval to restore the frozen city to its original state, and finally even captured all the soldiers of the enemy army."

"Of course, the ancestors of these follow-up events are all from other people's own mouths. He only saw the scene where Master Chen captured the enemy army."

"As for the old man in black robe, the ancestors have no records about him."

Yan Wei's words contained a huge amount of information, Yan Fan frowned and digested it for a while, then looked at Yan Wei and said slowly: "That is to say, the black and white Opelucid did not come on their own initiative, they followed the Master Chen is here."

"That's right." Yan Wei nodded slightly.

There are still many doubts in Yan Fan's mind. His eyes kept flickering, he pondered for a long time, and suddenly said: "Father, what then?"

"On the second day of the fourth battle of defending the city, the ancestor originally wanted to give this painting to that Master Chen, only to find out that the group of Trainers had left Yecheng without saying goodbye."

"By the way, the ancestor also became close friends with one of the trainers. The two discussed together becoming an ancestor and said that this was the happiest time for him." Yan Wei sighed.

"Farewell without saying goodbye..." Yan Fan frowned slightly.

"Well, the Lord of Yecheng also issued a special order later on, ordering everyone not to disclose the existence of the trainers, not to spread their related information, and not to allow anyone to discuss the war publicly.

"Naturally, the people in the city were unwilling, and they strongly opposed it. However, after the city lord of Yecheng made a public speech, the people were persuaded, and no one discussed the group of Trainers anymore." Yan Wei said.

"Since then, the ancestors hid these paintings and the real years until they drove west."

Yan Fan looked at the painting in front of him and remained silent for a long time.

I don't know how long it took before he turned his head to look at Yan Wei, and said in a deep thought: "Is there really no news about that group of Trainers?"

"I checked all the written records describing that war, but I didn't see any relevant information. They were like a group of Ghosts, coming and going without a trace." Yan Wei said slowly

"They... as if they didn't exist in that era, suddenly appeared, and then left suddenly."

Yan Fan nodded in agreement: "If the records of the ancestors are correct, with the strength of those trainers, they will definitely leave their names in history.

"What's more, that Master Chen also subdued three giant dragons, which is simply unimaginable."

Looking at the painting in front of him, Yan Fan's heart was surging, and a bold idea slowly emerged in his mind.

He wants to uncover the truth of this history!.