Chapter no.199 Servant of the Void

Bronzong fired at the dragon, as master ordered. Came the mechanical voice in his mind.
What the-?
"Checkmate."Cynthia's clear voice was heard from the other side of the battleground, as the apparently-illusory forms of Garchomp, none of them even registering the effect of the much-weakened Confuse ray, delivered successive dragon-claw attacks on Bronzong, who was thrown off from his position, tumbling, bruising his way through the grassy floor.
"Flamethrower." Cynthia calmly ordered.
"Gaaah!" The several illusory forms of the dragon roared, before throwing in a frightening amount of scorching flames from their maw, all of them converging into Bronzong, causing an explosion, proving that all of them were in fact, original flames, and not mere illusions.
"But…. How?" Lucian almost stammered. "They were illusions. They have to be."
"If you say so." Cynthia mused, as the apparent non-illusions faded, revealing a single Garchomp, standing in the middle of the arena, looking downright formidable and menacing. "Use fire blast."
"Chomp!" The great dragon summoned its inner flame to a superlative degree, before throwing a formidable fire blast, head-on towards the fallen Bronzong, who looked already exhausted.
Light screen. Lucian commanded hurriedly, as Bronzong created a light screen in front of itself, as the wall of fire slammed into it. Just like with light screen, it reduced the attack power by at least fifty percent, which in case of someone like Bronzong, became a little more than ninety percent.
"Incinerate. Don't let it get control."
And Garchomp did the same. With the efficiency and control that would send any self-respecting fire-type into a massive inferiority-complex, Garchomp kept on throwing in a continuous shower of never-ending torrential flames, right ahead on the light screen, which served its purpose perfectly.
"Your flames will not burn my Bronzong." Lucian returned.
Cynthia smirked. Of course, Lucian was right. Light screen was a perfect counter to a special attack like Incinerate, and there was a little more than zero chance that it would burn someone as powerful as Bronzong. But that didn't take into account the other part of the equation.
"Who said anything about burning it?" Cynthia asked.
And sure it was. Bronzong was safe from the scorching flames, courtesy to the powerful light screen. But as powerful as the psychic defense was, it lacked certain fundamental attributes.
Like the attribute of protection against raw, overwhelming heat.
Not a good thing for a pokémon with part-psychic typing.
A thin smile twisted its way through her lips. "Sunny day."
And overwhelming sunlight descended into the stadium, increasing the power behind the Incinerate attack by another overwhelming fifty percent, enough to literally melt its way through the defenses.
"Enough!" Lucian bellowed. "Use payback, and return with solar beam!"
It was a testament to Bronzong's incomprehensible innate strength that the bronze bell-pokémon was able to use Payback, doubling the remnants of his declining power reserves to form a powerful hyper beam, aiming it straight at Garchomp, who was currently using incinerate on him. The effects of Sunny day only hastened the process.
"Use substitute, and finish it." Cynthia calmly ordered.
The solar beam came in, and smashed into a life-sized illusionary decoy created by Garchomp, created at the cost of his own power, as the real dragon vanished again, only to appear right behind Bronzong at incomprehensible speed, before spearing the two blades into the steel-type from behind.
"Solo meteor." Cynthia calmly muttered, as Garchomp literally belched out an orange blob onto Bronzong, covering it with a bright, sticky orange semi-solid, before throwing it high up into the air.
"What was-?" Lucian's words remained behind inside his throat, as Bronzong exploded alongside the orange substance, as smaller Draco meteors began to fall down to the ground, one of them being the form of a smoking, and completely unconscious and broken Bronzong.
"Bronzong is unable to battle." The commentator announced. "Garchomp wins the battle. First point to Cynthia."
The crowd cheered madly.
One down. Two to go.
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[ Lavender Tower - Ruined Graveyard ]
" C...can you do that ? Can you truly help me in getting my revenge ?"
Buried Alive smiled at Austin's question as he answered.
" Of course I can, my u have to help me."
" Fear !"
Fearow screeched at Austin as it spread it's wing as if it was intimating Austin who just tried to calm the angry avian down.
Buried Alive frowned as it missed a black shadow escape from Austin's feet.
" Fearow, I know you are mad but please just calm down."
Fearow grumbled and looked away while Austin's turned to Buried Alive and asked," Team rocket is an international criminal organization, how can you help me get my revenge against them ?"
" Hehehe, Boy ! You don't get it, I am a servant of the void, the darkness that Arceus banished for this plane of existance. You think I can't help you get your revenge."
Austin took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down as he figured something out from Buried Alive's words before asking, " Why did want to help me ?"
" When I look at you, I see myself when I was but a naive fool who was struggling to get my justice against the world for taking my precious Evee."
' I have to say this guy is a really good manipulator. Putting on a act that would make me sympathize with him and subconsciously trust due to our similar circumstances.'
Austin closed his eyes before saying," What do I have to do to get my revenge ?"
Buried Alive smiled as he outstretched his hand that began to be covered in a ghostly aura.
" I want you as my vessel. You will become the strongest. All this power you see before you, all of this will be yours as long as you become my vessel."
' So that's what his plan was ?'
Austin took a step forward as he asked ," Will I become as powerful as you ?"
" No, U will become even stronger."
Buried Alive replied with a smile as Austin took a step forward with Pidgeot and Fearow screeching while outstretching their wings.
( ~ Sigh ~ )
Austin suddenly opened his pokeballs as he returned the two avians causing orbs of white to form around them that suddenly disappeared.
Austin returned Wortortle, Charmeleon, Krabby , Ninjask and Bulbasaur
Walking alongside Pikachu, Austin took a step forward as he returned Shedninja.
Seeing Austin's discomfort from white hand, Buried Alive willed it to back away from his vessel.
Buried Alive's smile never left his disgustingly disfigured face as he anticipated every moment of Austin getting closer and closer.
Just a foot away, Austin. suddenly stopped causing Buried Alive to frown.
" What's wrong ?"
" Can I ask you something?"
" You may."
" Did you meet Giratina before or after you died ?"
Buried Alive's eye widened at Austin's words as before it could even respond, Austin's jacket opened up revealing a miniature Clefairy whose entire body was covered in a psychic aura.
With stored power, Clefairy converted his own belly drum and Butterfree's Quiver Dance into pure psychic energy that had only one target.
Buried Alive and more importantly the alpha haunter.
Clefairy's eyes glowed an ethereal blue as it released all the psychic energy in an omnidirectional burst.
The walls of the graveyard cracked as Buried Alive and the alpha shiny haunter were launched back into the wall.
( ~ Boom ~ )
Scizor emerged from Austin's shadow using pursuit as he clashed with the white hand using brick break.
The floor beneath Scizor's feet cracked as he threw a device with a crystal embedded into it towards his trainer who activated the device as suddenly dark type energy flowed out covering Austin and Pikachu who seemed to turn invisible to the ghosts of Lavender Tower.
Scizor mocked the white hand before disappearing into the shadows.
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[ 𝐎𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡 ]
𝗧𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗿 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗚𝗼𝗮𝗹 𝗥𝗼𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗿 𝗼𝗰𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗚𝗿𝘂𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗲. 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗴𝗼, 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗱. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗲 – 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗥𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗱𝗼 𝘀𝗼, 𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗸-𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗚𝗲𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗱𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱. 𝗩𝗼𝗹𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗯 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗱𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗲, 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗼𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀𝗵𝗿𝗲𝘄. 𝗔 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀𝗵𝗿𝗲𝘄'𝘀 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸-𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗴𝗻𝗶𝘇𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗿 𝗽𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗵, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘆𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗰. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘁𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗱𝗲𝗳𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻: 𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗱, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝗷𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀𝗵𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝗸𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝗮 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗲𝗱. 𝗙𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲, 𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘀 𝘂𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗾𝘂𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝗥𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗮, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗹𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗲 𝗼𝗯𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀𝗵𝗿𝗲𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀 (𝗼𝗿 𝗼𝗰𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹-𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻) 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻: 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹. 𝗔𝗹𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗹𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗹𝗲𝗳𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗺'𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿. 𝗜𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀, 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗲𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗿𝘂𝗲𝗹𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗣𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗮𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗴𝘂𝗲𝘀, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗝𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗹𝘆𝗽𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗩𝗼𝗹𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗯 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗼𝗰𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗱. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗚𝗼𝗮𝗹 𝗥𝗼𝗹𝗹 𝗽𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝘀, 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗮𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘆𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗰 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀, 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗲𝗿𝗮.