svetikya Chapter 214 The Man at the Top of the Tower
Chapter 214 The Man at the Top of the Tower
Chapter 225 The Man at the Top of the Tower
"Compared to Cattleya, who is used to self-isolation, Blueberry, you are the other extreme. Your weakness is that you invest too much competitive spirit in battles."
The man wiped the little sweat from his brow and said this to Yueju.
Beneath her fiery red hair was a half-hearted, unsatisfied smile.
This is the highest floor of the Tower of Heaven. Unlike the floors below, this room seems to have been used as a preparation room before ringing the bells of Heaven, so there are no tombstones for Pokémon—perfect for Pokémon battles.
At this very moment, beside the spiral staircase leading to the top of the tower, the curtain of sparks and smoke has just dissipated.
Between the bilberry and the man were two Pokémon that had just finished a battle—Vulcano, whose body was constantly radiating fiery red light, and Krookodile, which had lost its ability to fight in front of it.
At this point, all six main members of the Dark-type Elite Four member have been defeated.
The outcome is decided.
Cranberry's record is appalling. After defeating Aldera's four Pokémon-wielding Cattleya, he, the second member of the Unova Elite Four to enter the arena, failed to defeat any of Aldera's champion's Pokémon.
In the all-out battle against Blueberry, Alder only made one brief substitution, using the Steel-type Knight Snail to withstand the opponent's Dracovish "Poison" move. Apart from that, all the victories were won by Volcarona.
The fire moth, burning with life, flaps its wings with ghostly speed. As if it never expends energy, it mercilessly dismantles every tactic devised by the cunning gambler with dazzling and sharp attacks, burning away any last-ditch chance with its fierce flames.
"Let's continue in the planned order from here on out. Lian Wu needs to be careful. Maybe when he wanted to challenge for the championship last time, he'll only be able to fight against your great novelist."
However, Cranberry completely failed to avoid Volcarona's sharp edge, risking the Dark type's weakness to Bug, and had her Alderpole clash head-on with the rampant Volcarona one after another. Although she employed various tactics in her retreats and attacks, this strategic avoidance of the main enemy was clearly the main reason for Doss's gamble and subsequent crushing defeat.
The mustache that covered his lower lip like Hayok's trembled, and the newcomer, who looked younger than Jin Xiong Yi, sighed in a melodious tone.
Even top-tier players are powerless against such a formidable opponent.
"How did he break through the tower? What happened to Shi Lan and us inside?"
"It's certain that one of the Heavenly Kings present defeated the champion and became the new champion. They are likely to continue to accept challenges from your Order. Therefore, it's best to wait until they have all completed their challenges before taking action."
Wanlong pushed up his round-framed glasses and was about to take a step back—
However, as the blueberries came and went, the spectator king's reaction changed—
"As expected, neither Jin Xiongyi nor this fire moth were used at full strength. They really underestimated us."
“The one who should be standing here to challenge the champion is you, the noble ideal king, but it seems I am too merciful to fight this elf who has only a few days left to live. So, now you shall stand here and be responsible for ending the life of this dying worm.”
An elderly man dressed in a magnificent blue robe walked up the steps from the rooftop.
Weakness is not weakness; humility is necessary. A champion is not someone like that. Just as Duss measured the height of the Tower of Heaven from its base to the top, finding it to be 800 feet, the distance from the top to the base is also 800 feet, albeit with some deductions—it will be slightly shorter.
"So what's his purpose in coming here? Is he here to battle you too?" Pokémon stood next to his partner, holding the Poké Ball that was originally containing Volcarona in his hand and casually asked.
The voice, amplified by telekinesis, resounded in everyone's ears. Gadriya's sleepy eyes were not yet completely dazed. The eldest sister glared fiercely at the old man wearing the robes of the Plasma Corps, his long, golden, wavy hair billowing in front of him as he expressed his emotions.
Caitlia deliberately used her psychic powers to create a "trick space" that was advantageous to Volcarona's movement, at the cost of her signature Pokémon, Twin Egg Cell Ball, which led to the Pokémon voluntarily replacing the Pokémon she was holding in Volcarona, achieving a near one-to-one exchange ratio.
Distracted, she used her superpowers to maintain the barrier that blocked the aftershocks of the battle. When she saw Lantau respond, Cattleya yawned and frowned.
"As expected of Mr. Pokémon, if that match had been an open tournament without televised coverage, you would probably have been able to continue serving as the Dark-type Elite Four member of Unova for the rest of your life."
"It's like a gambler's tangerine. While a gambling-like will to win is certainly a sharp weapon, it is precisely because of its sharpness that it needs a more solid foundation—the blade must be thick enough, but it is very difficult to break easily."
It's not that Pokémon currently has four Pokémon left. That seems more than enough to handle an eight-on-eight full-scale battle against the remaining two Elite Seven.
The footsteps, which had been approaching from afar, ceased to echo, suggesting that the intruders had no intention of concealing their presence.
At this moment, the old man walked to the center of the field. On my left and right were the Seven Kings of Unova, who were eyeing me menacingly, and the champion Jin Xiongyi, who was accompanied by Volcarona.
"Your teachings are indeed to the point. However, rather than trying to save face in defeat, you are more willing to explore all possibilities to find a way to obtain Duss."
Despite hearing the Elite Four's discussion, the Pokémon, as if sensing something, looked in the same direction as Gadria, reacting even slower than the barrier maintainer.
"Wait, some impolite guest has barged in." The superpowered king maintaining the barrier suddenly warned, turning his gaze to a certain spot on the floor.
With an air of resignation, Yueju hurried out of the battlefield and accepted her victory.
"Wow, holding the farewell match there was definitely the best choice. You'll find all sorts of opponents there."
As it appeared, a dust storm that made it easy to breathe swept across the entire venue.
There are no glorious victories or defeats in the world, nor are there farces that are simply triumphs. But in essence, they are no different. Losing is not necessarily losing, and the outcome is not everything.
"He's targeting Volcarona and your fighting spirit. If you can defeat Volcarona when it's at its peak, then no matter how many Pokémon you have left, their fighting spirit will be slightly diminished. In fact, Doss thinks you won't even be able to give up. Yes, that's indeed a sharp angle of retreat, like a game-changer."
Pokémon stroked his stubble-covered chin, then shook his head—
Why did the Team Plasma Sage have to appear at that particular time? Wouldn't it have been better to wait until all the Elite Seven had started their Pokémon challenges before making a move, thus reaping the benefits of the situation?
Faced with a crushing defeat, Citrus shook its head with a self-deprecating laugh and recalled the unconscious but now awake Krookodile into its Poké Ball.
Apart from Volcarona standing in the field and Escavalier, which was seriously injured by Drapion, there were not eight Champion mains among the seventeen Poké Balls tied around the necks with ropes.
Like a stroll, Dus passed through the super-powered barrier set up by Cattleya.
"Have you found out?" Lian Wu asked Yueju with a serious expression. The former nodded and then shook his head.
"This loyal knight who uses Gallade? He is indeed a trainer of mediocre skill. I must have been trying to send out Pokémon to inform them in the tower while I was fighting, and you actually found an opportunity to defeat me quickly. Like the other candidate challengers, you left me at the crossroads before you knocked me out. Without our merciful king, the wild Pokémon in the distance would probably have attacked the wounded."
"It's a really weak Volcarona. Its strength is only slightly weaker than that of the elf that is worshipped as a god in the desert. It's really fortunate that the helper you brought that time was not it."
Just as Joggs's words were particularly profound and insightful, as the old man finished speaking, a cloud deity with an entirely orange body leaped out from the simple white sphere, its thick arms crossed over its chest, and its body covered with deep pink spots resembling diamonds, pebbles, and raindrops.
Despite the almost explosively relaxed atmosphere inside, the old man lowered his eyes and walked into the room step by step.