Let you make a game, what the hell is Pokemon?.

Chapter 283 What do you mean by "it's not that scary"?

The light was faint, but it stood out quite prominently in this place filled with black mist.

Ling Feng moved closer and carefully observed the glowing lines.

It seems that these murals are indeed part of the legendary ruins and must be protected by some special force, which is why they are not affected by the physical and energy aspects of this fog.

This discovery put his mind at ease a little.

This at least indicates that the civilization or power that once existed here was capable of resisting this soul-corroding fog, and was able to completely ignore the dense fog.

If we could do it before, we might be able to do it now.

Just as he was studying the murals, Marcia suddenly stopped.

It turned around, looked at the two people behind it, and its expression became unusually serious.

"The road ahead has come to an end."

It took a deep breath and pointed to the pitch-black void ahead.

"Once you step out from here, you'll be in the core area of ​​the spirit realm. Listen up, both of you. Regulate your breathing. Once you're outside, no matter what you see, hold your breath. Don't gasp for air!"

Will paused for a moment, then asked instinctively.

"Hold your breath? Why?"

Marcia glared at him.

"Nonsense. The air outside is full of highly concentrated fog. If you breathe in too much, your brain will explode instantly. Although I have a protective shield, the impact is strongest the moment I step outside, and the shield might fluctuate. Be careful, but with your combined strength, you should be able to do this without any problems."

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng quickly took a few deep breaths of the relatively clean air, then slowly exhaled from his lungs and finally held his breath.

Seeing this, Will didn't dare to be negligent and quickly followed suit.

After doing all this, Marcia nodded.

"Are you ready? We're going out."

As soon as it finished speaking, it suddenly waved its hand, carrying the two of them out of the end of the passage.

Black mist kept surging around him. In that instant, Ling Feng felt a blur before his eyes, as if he had been suddenly thrown into a vast ocean from a narrow tube.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely violent force crashed down upon us.

—That was an overwhelming, soul-devouring mist.

They were like countless hungry mouths, roaring and surging towards them, eager to devour them whole, skin and bones, in an instant. The fog was even more intense than it had been at the end of the tunnel.

The green shield that Marshado had erected trembled violently at that moment, emitting a teeth-grinding creaking sound, as if it were about to shatter completely at any moment.

Will's gaze sharpened, and he instinctively prepared to act. His hand had already reached for the Poké Ball at his waist, intending to release his Gengar to help alleviate the pressure.

After all, with an impact of this magnitude, Marcia alone probably wouldn't be able to withstand it.

But just as he was about to make his move, Marshall waved his hand, and the light around him suddenly dimmed.

The bright green shield instantly turned into a nearly transparent gray.

Then, a miraculous scene unfolded.

The Soul-Eating Mist that had been surging forward suddenly stopped abruptly in mid-air, as if it had lost its target.

They circled the outside of the shield a few times, seemingly searching for something, but ultimately found nothing.

Then, the raging fog dissipated slowly, like the receding tide, as if Marcia and the others had vanished from sight.

Will paused for a moment.

He remained frozen in place, ready to strike, and didn't react for a long time.

what is this?
Why did the fog suddenly disappear?
Marcia let out a long breath and wiped non-existent sweat from her forehead.

"Phew, that was close."

It glanced back at the two dumbfounded people, its tone tinged with helplessness.

"Sorry, I was a bit rusty when I came out just now, and the energy fluctuations of the shield were a little too large. If we had been a second later and the fog had locked onto our position, the three of us would probably have been in for a rough time."

It paused, looked at Ling Feng and Will, and waved its hand.

"Alright, it's safe now. You can ask me any questions, but don't be too loud. The fog will pick up the sounds, and I can't reduce the impact of the sounds too much."

Will only then came to his senses.

He sensed the dim protective barrier around him and was filled with doubt.

Is this still the same protective shield as before?

Although it still looks like the same energy structure, it gives people a completely different feeling.

The previous one was a direct, head-on protection, but this one... feels more like a complete isolation.

Moreover, based on his experience, he could sense that this energy attribute was strange, clearly a ghost-type energy, and also related to shadows.

But this was unlike any Ghost-type move he had ever seen before.

Long ago, during several experiences of entering the edge of the core area, Will had already tried to have Gengar use its ability to isolate itself from the Soul Mist, but he had never succeeded.

This fog seems to be extremely sensitive to Ghost-type energy. As soon as you envelop yourself in Ghost-type energy, it's like lighting a lamp in the dark; you'll instantly become a target of the fog's attack.

How did Mashat manage to do that?
It clearly used Ghost-type energy, so why is it that these mists are completely invisible, as if they are blind?

He was just about to ask Marshall when Marshall spoke up, as if he already knew what he wanted to ask.

"Okay, I know what you're going to ask. Listen to me."

Marshado floated in the air, hands behind his back, looking unfathomable.

"This is a special way of using energy, not just simple defense. Simply put, it's about making yourself 'disappear' into the air, rather than blocking the air. This technique involves an understanding of space and dimensions, which you can't learn yet. I can teach you when you can get to that level."

Will was taken aback.

How did he know what he wanted to ask?

He hasn't even said anything yet!

Marshall rolled his eyes at his bewildered expression.

“You wear your problems on your sleeve, how could I not see them? That face of ‘How is this possible?’ ‘Why can’t I do it?’ is practically plastered on your forehead. I’m not stupid.”

Will blushed and coughed awkwardly twice.

Since he had been seen through, he was too embarrassed to ask any further questions.

After all, it's already a huge favor that someone is willing to give you a pointer on this level of skill. If you keep asking shamelessly, you'll really be ungrateful.

Just then, Ling Feng suddenly spoke up.

He ignored their conversation and instead raised his hand, pointing in a certain direction.

"So that's where the seal is located?"

Will turned his head and looked in the direction Ling Feng was pointing.

He only glanced at it, but he witnessed a scene he would never forget.

That could no longer be called the sky; it was a blood-red ocean.

The area that should have been overhead was now completely enveloped in an eerie, blood-red light. This light wasn't the warm glow of the sun, but rather a vibrant red, like freshly spilled blood, carrying a nauseating odor.

Beneath that blood-red sky, countless black mists materialized, swirling and roaring in the air.

The black mist coalesced into various shapes, some resembling enormous monsters, others like distorted faces, and still others like some kind of unknown tentacles. They danced wildly in the air, emitting low roars. Though the sounds weren't loud, they seemed to drill directly into one's brain, sending chills down one's spine.

At the center of those countless black mists, there was a huge black vortex.

The vortex was slowly rotating, and the oppressive force it emitted made people feel suffocated.

Will only glanced at it before feeling his heart clench, as if an invisible hand had gripped his heart tightly.

That terrifying pressure, carrying a sense of despair and oppression, pressed down from all directions.

The shadow beneath Will's feet suddenly began to tremble violently.

Gengar, hiding in the shadows, clearly also sensed that terrifying power.

It pulled its head back into the shadows, its two red eyes filled with terror, staring intently at the vortex, too afraid to move.

Even a champion of his caliber struggled under such pressure.

Will instinctively took a step back, his expression extremely tense.

A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead and slid down his cheeks.

This power...

This is something that trainers of their caliber simply cannot compete with.

Without the influence of this protective barrier, one would probably kneel down in the face of such pressure.

Will's body was trembling slightly, a biological instinctual fear of a higher power.

It took him a long time to calm down, and he was panting heavily, feeling as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

The seal on the core of the spirit world has actually reached this point?
The sealed entity, even with just a tiny leak of its aura, was already terrifying to this extent.

If it really breaks the seal, wouldn't the entire spirit world, and even the outside world, suffer?

Will felt increasingly uneasy as he thought about it, gaining his first direct understanding of the existence sealed by the spirit realm.

He turned to look at Ling Feng, wanting to see the young man's reaction.

After all, Ling Feng seemed so calm just now; he might have a solution.

When Will saw it, he was completely stunned.

He noticed that Ling Feng seemed to have no reaction whatsoever to this terrifying pressure.

Ling Feng remained calm, even appearing somewhat bored. He stood there with his hands in his pockets and his eyes slightly narrowed.

Will's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that Ling Feng was stunned by this level of pressure, and therefore did not react at all?
After all, he was just a young man, and probably had never seen anything like this before.

Yes, people can sometimes freeze up and lose their ability to react when they are extremely scared.

Will sighed inwardly, feeling that this young man had it tough; at such a young age, he had already...

Just as he was about to say a few words of comfort, Ling Feng suddenly raised his hand.

"what……"

The yawn was quite thorough, and Ling Feng even stretched, looking completely nonchalant.

Will's lips twitched.

Is he... is he really just stunned?

Is he sleepy?
After yawning, Ling Feng looked down at the shadow at his feet that was still trembling slightly.

"Hey, Gengar, are you there?"

He lightly stomped his foot, as if to wake someone who was sleeping.

A rustling sound came from the shadows, and after a while, Gengar cautiously poked half its head out.

Its red eyes still held a hint of fear, clearly indicating that the earlier attack had frightened it considerably.

Ling Feng couldn't help but laugh at its cowardly appearance.

"Alright, stop playing dead. How does this compare to the previous ones? I showed you what they were like."

The one from before?

Gengar paused for a moment, then realized who Ling Feng was talking about.

It tilted its head and began to recall.

When we were making the game before, Lingfeng did let him experience a few scenes.

When those guys appeared, the oppressive aura they exuded...

Gengar felt its blood boiling, as if the whole world was about to be set ablaze by that flame.

That feeling was pure destruction, an overwhelming and unparalleled power that was completely impossible to resist.

The oppressive aura surrounding us is terrifying, but compared to those...

Gengar glanced again at the vortex in the distance that was emitting a blood-red light and black mist.

Although it looks scary and eerie, making people's hearts tremble, the level of power it possesses seems to be lacking.

The true terror lies in the aura of those legendary Pokémon when they appear, their world-destroying power, their ability to distort reality.

This thing, although it looks pretty intimidating with all the blood and mist, still feels a bit like bluffing.

Gengar thought for a moment, then shook its head firmly.

"Hey."

Obviously, it's far from good enough.

If those guys were here, any one of them would have burned this fog up long ago, and there wouldn't be any chance for them to hover so arrogantly here.

Seeing Gengar shake his head, Ling Feng nodded as well.

"Right? I think so too."

He nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer.

"So you don't need to be so afraid, you're a worldly ghost after all."

Will stood to the side, listening to the conversation between the human and the ghost, completely dumbfounded.

His mind went blank; he couldn't comprehend what was happening before his eyes. Will felt his worldview crumbling.

These two... no, is there something wrong with this human and this ghost?
Faced with such terrifying pressure and such a legendary seal, they are actually discussing this?

And you even said they weren't that scary?
Dude, are you kidding me?!

That force that almost scared me to death just now, is it really nothing in your eyes?

What about the people you mentioned?

At this thought, Will suddenly remembered something.

Didn't Marshall mention "that person" before?

—Could it be that Ling Feng was referring to that person?

(End of this chapter)