Chapter 1227 The World Was Born Where the Gods Slept (49)

Cold sweat flowed down Harun's temples, leaving a small dark mark on his dusty collar.

His back was already soaked with cold sweat, sticking to his body like a piece of ice, but his chest was burning with anxiety. It was the fear wrapped in regret in his heart that was at work, burning him so much that he could hardly breathe.

His eyes were fixed on the group of Master-level Pokémon and the stone slab in front of him.

The monster slate, the emerald green slate, and the water-drop slate emitted a dazzling light that stung his eyes.

The scene of his previous attack was still spinning in his mind. He only thought that if he could snatch this monster slate, he could ensure that the Lightwood family would last for a hundred years and create one ghost champion after another.

Why didn't he think at that time that the person who could put the monster stone tablet here so openly and not take it away in time must be someone who is easy to deal with?

At this moment, Harun's heart was filled with endless regret. His voice trembled as he spoke to Xia Yu: "Sakaki... Xia Yu champion!"

Xia Yu just glanced at him lightly, shook his head slightly, and looked at Harlan with no surprise in his eyes, only a trace of barely perceptible regret.

"Champion Xia Yu... you will always be a friend of our beautiful country. I didn't mean it." He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed by sandpaper, tears mixed with cold sweat falling down: "I was just confused for a moment..."

He didn't dare look up at Xia Yu's eyes, and could only stare at the tip of his shoes, his heart filled with despair. He knew that it would be easy for someone like Xia Yu to deal with him. Any of the Master-level Pokémon present could deal with him, not to mention there were so many Master-level Pokémon!

"You're not stupid at all. You're actually very smart." Xia Yu's voice was very soft, but it hit Harun's heart like a hammer: "Otherwise, you wouldn't have let your Bangilas launch a sneak attack. If you were a fool, you would have left already."

"Too clever is often a mistake. There are always too many people in this world who think they are smart."

Harlan suddenly fell to his knees, his knees slamming against the stone. He grimaced in pain, but he felt that the pain was nothing compared to the regret he felt in his heart. "Champion Xia Yu... I know I was wrong... Please forgive me this time... I won't dare to do it again... I am willing to join Team Rocket and be your insider."

He kowtowed continuously, and soon his forehead started bleeding, staining the ground in front of him red.

He wished he could turn back time, back to the time before greed took hold. If he could do it again, he would never think of stealing the monster's stone tablet.

But there is no medicine for regret in the world. All he can do now is pray that Xia Yu can give him another chance.

"Harun, if you have some courage and fight to the death, I will look at you with respect." Xia Yu looked at Harun and said lightly: "Look at yourself now, do you look like a champion? People like you don't deserve to be champions. Go ahead."

As Xia Yu's voice fell, the Iron Warrior's pink blade swung out a sword flower, murderous intent burst out, and slashed towards Harlan.

"Roar!"

Bangilas let out a loud roar and stepped forward, trying to block Harun, but Xia Yu's Pokémon were faster.

Almost at the moment it moved, five Pokémon appeared beside Bankiras.

Greninja held a long blade of evil energy in his hand and locked his eyes on Bangiras.

The dark hole in Darkrai's hand is ready to go and may fly out at any time.

Deoxys has switched to attack mode, psychic energy surging in his body.

The Snow Fairy floated in the air, transformed into the Snow Queen, summoning surging ice and snow. The cold wind blew her ice crystal skirt, making it jingle.

Zekrom stood in place, with the wings of the mecha behind him spread out, and visible blue arcs of electricity dancing on his body.

The remaining Lizard King and Gigantamax Laplace didn't move, but the Emerald Green Slate and Water Drop Slate floating in the air shone brightly.

The threat of death loomed in Bangilas' heart, but he only paused for a moment before standing in front of Harun without hesitation.

"boom!"

Greninja and Deoxys instantly accelerated, fighting energy surging in their bodies at the same time, and they bombarded Bankiras from the left and right.

The freezing beam released by the Snow Demon Girl and the dark hole released by Darkrai also flew out at the same time.

The four Master-level Pokémon attacked at the same time, and their terrifying power made Bankiras unable to breathe. In an instant, they completely suppressed Bankiras and made him unable to move.

"Pfft!"

The pink blade light flashed through the air, bringing up a sword shadow that cut through the void. Harun didn't even see the complete shape of the double-headed blade. He only felt a cool touch on his waist, and then a sharp pain exploded from the broken part like magma, instantly sweeping through his body.

His body seemed to be pulled into two parts by an invisible line, and his upper body fell heavily to the ground. The splashing dust choked him and made him cough violently. Every time he coughed, the internal organs in his abdominal cavity seemed to be about to flow out through the wound.

His vision began to blur, and he could see his lower body falling to the ground with a plop. Blood was gushing out from the broken section, staining the ground in front of him red and even reaching his fingertips.

There was still dirt on his fingertips from when he kowtowed just now, but now it was soaked with warm blood, so sticky that it made people feel uneasy.

"Roar!"

Bangilas roared at the top of his lungs, completely ignoring Greninja and Deoxys beside him. He endured the severe pain in his body and wanted to rush towards the Iron Warrior, but the several Master-level Pokémon beside him did not give him any chance at all.

Energy from all sources surged, pinning it firmly in place.

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The Iron Warrior's arm holding the pink double-ended blade remained motionless. Blood dripping from the blade fell onto the stone, making a light "tapping" sound, which was particularly harsh in this silent dragon cemetery.

Its metal face was expressionless, except for its pair of cold electronic eyes, which stared down at Harun struggling on the ground with contempt, as if he were looking at a worthless piece of trash, like an emotionless killing machine.

Harlan opened his mouth, wanting to call for help, but only a "ho ho" sound came out. He looked past the Iron Warrior's legs and looked at Xia Yu, who was standing not far away. Xia Yu was still standing there, looking down at him with a cold gaze, his face expressionless.

Regret flooded his heart once again, a thousand times more than before. He regretted his greed, and even more so his impulsive actions.

"Why...why..." He used up his last bit of strength and his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

The Iron Warrior did not answer, but slowly raised the double-ended blade. The pink blade reflected a cold light in the sunlight.

Harun knew that his life was about to end. He closed his eyes, and the last thing that flashed through his mind was his stupid and pathetic greed and his self-righteous thoughts.

With another slight "puff" sound, Harun's consciousness completely sank into darkness, his head rolled on the ground, and blood dyed the earth red.

The Iron Warrior raised his head, staring at Damon not far away with a cold light in his eyes.

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