"It’s unbelievable that the Death God Coffin would let anyone in; there hasn’t been a living soul here for ages." He sighed as he spoke, "It’s just a pity for Froslass, captured by the Death God Coffin, who knows how long it’s been imprisoned..."
Baimu asked, "Is it your Pokémon?"
"No, it’s a tenant here, its room is not far from 1608, so it was able to discover you quickly and rush in. Unfortunately, too much ti has passed; it’s forgotten when the Death God Coffin wakes and what it fears."
Kas sighed, "But fortunately, the Death God Coffin woke up, and everyone settled down; otherwise, it wouldn’t just be Froslass coming to greet you. Everyone has extrely complex feelings toward the living."
It’s the first ti I’ve heard "harm" used like this.
As expected of an old ghost.
The group arrived at the elevator.
Furong glanced at the elevator and then at Kas. Only when she saw the latter bypass the elevator and head for the ergency exit did she look away and turn to say:
"Baimu dear, many places in the Spirit Realm are dangerous, one of them being narrow, completely enclosed spaces like elevators. Try to go to places that are open or spacious."
"...Alright."
Baimu curled his lips, knowing she was hinting at Kas, but who in their right mind would co to a place like the Spirit Realm!
He looked at the leading Kas again, surrounded by Gastly, his expression unchanged, still as pale as ever.
And interestingly.
As the group walked up the ergency exit, although starting from the sixth floor, the next floor was the third.
"This is the chaotic space caused by ’Ghost hitting the Wall,’ where up and down don’t follow normal logic, scarier than regular ghost encounters."
Furong initially said with a solemn face, but then her expression relaxed, "Of course, breaking it is easy; just having a pair of special eyes suffices."
She pointed smilingly at Dusknoir’s solitary eye.
The eyes of Ghost-type Pokémon seem to disregard this bewildernt.
Before long.
Kas stopped in front of a room on the third floor, turned, and said, "This is it, just knock."
"Oh~ Thank you~"
Furong approached with a grin, raised her hand as if to knock, but stopped a centiter before the door, turning her head to ask, "Are you sure it’s here?"
"I’m sure!"
"Ah~ You really have patience." She nodded, suddenly raised her hand, "Catch them, Dusknoir."
Dusknoir’s single eye flashed red, "Yo-oh!"
It suddenly lunged at the color-changing Kas and Gastly, Baimu did not intervene, instead quickly checking behind him, and indeed saw two sneaky Gastly.
"Shadow—"
"Frozen Beam!"
Bonnie’s voice ca faster, and Glalie’s move was executed quicker than Corsola, instantly freezing the Gastly into large ice balls and causing them to fall.
The Dusknoir sent by Furong successfully captured Kas and the other Gastly.
Imdiately, Black Mist surged from Kas, and a laughing Haunter flew backward, trying to escape.
"Night Shadow Demon!"
A red flash lightning struck Haunter, knocking it to the ground.
Dusknoir slightly tilted its head, saw the Corsola on Baimu’s shoulder, but said nothing, silently swallowing the Gastly and lingering old Ghost into its open belly.
The massive mouth seed like a bottomless pit, swallowing the distorted-faced Haunter.
Furong watched all this, her smile unchanging as she turned to Baimu, explaining, "In the Spirit Realm, as long as it’s a Ghost, no one’s words can be trusted, they’re full of tall tales."
"Then aren’t we running for nothing?"
"No, no, no, the truth of ghost tales is nine truths to one lie, mix one falsehood among nine truths and that’s enough." Furong headed to the room across the way, didn’t knock, directly turned the handle.
Clack.
The door slowly opened.
The scenery inside shocked Baimu; what he saw was by no ans a shabby single-room standard but a vast, roaring sea!
Any Door!?
"Hee-yah!"
Dreepy suddenly let out an excited sound and rushed in, too fast for him to stop—
No need to stop.
When it reached a spot, a shadow appeared in the air almost as small as its body size, revealing itself to be another Dreepy.
The brother was found!
Baimu couldn’t help but feel happy for it, but the revealing shadow made him choke.
—Design elents include the quasi-legendary Ghost Fighter Pokémon, Dragapult!
"Waddles!"
The opponent looked at the crowd outside the door, eyes full of coldness, and suddenly disappeared in place.
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