Warm red blood...
Seeped through the white playing cards.
On the outer side, dark red bloodstains spread across them.
That mournful cry represented that Piedmon's Trump Swords had struck their target with perfect accuracy.
Piedmon waved a hand toward the playing cards in the sky that were pierced by the swords.
The four Trump Swords flew back into the sheaths on his back.
Then...
The playing cards in the air slowly faded and disappeared.
Ho-Oh's body appeared within sight once again.
At this moment...
The powerful aura of a First-tier Legendary around him was completely gone.
That sacred feeling had also vanished without a trace.
All that could be seen were the four hideous, penetrating wounds on his body.
Dark red blood dripped from the wounds.
Ho-Oh gasped heavily for breath.
But every breath...
Pulled at the wounds on his body.
The pain made Ho-Oh let out another low, pained cry.
It could be seen...
The current Ho-Oh was already at the end of his strength.
What supported him and kept him from collapsing...
Was only his will, and his pride as a First-tier Legendary.
Screech!!
Ho-Oh let out an unwilling cry.
His eyes stared fixedly at Piedmon.
The surging rage in them was almost about to take physical form and pour out.
After an entire battle...
He had not actually inflicted even the slightest bit of damage on the other party.
That humanoid Pokémon with a jester-like appearance...
Was so powerful that he had completely exceeded Ho-Oh's imagination!
Damn it!!
A sense of powerlessness began to emerge.
Ho-Oh exhausted the last bit of energy left in his depleted body.
Toward Piedmon's position...
He spat out a blazing red fireball.
This was his final attack.
It was also his final dignity and stubbornness.
Piedmon floated in the air.
The smile on his face had not changed from beginning to end.
He extended two long, slender fingers and pressed them together.
Snap!
A crisp finger snap rang out.
Buzz!!
The space where Ho-Oh was located...
Fluctuated strangely.
Boom!
The surging energy triggered a violent explosion.
There was no smoke or firelight.
It was like an air burst.
Screech...
Ho-Oh's scream rang out once again.
The sudden explosion...
Dealt a devastating blow to his already tottering body.
His feathers were blown apart.
He stretched out his neck, opened his beak, rolled his eyes back, and completely fainted.
His blackened, wounded body...
Crashed down from the air into the distance.
Whether he was alive or dead was unknown.
"Boring!"
Piedmon stood where he was and glanced into the distance.
He shook his head contemptuously, revealing a disdainful expression.
This battle...
From beginning to end, it had almost been a one-sided crushing defeat.
Ho-Oh's attacks had indeed been fierce.
But not a single one had landed on Piedmon's body.
That unprecedented, ghostly, unpredictable, and terrifying power of his...
Was simply like a bug in battle.
"My lord!"
Piedmon's figure flashed.
Once again, he returned before Shiko and bowed like a gentleman.
"You did very well! Go rest."
Shiko nodded.
The look in his eyes as he gazed at Piedmon was filled with satisfaction.
It had to be said...
Piedmon's strength had already surpassed Shiko's imagination.
A Second-tier Legendary he had created...
Actually possessed the combat power to crush a First-tier Legendary like Ho-Oh.
It was simply inconceivable.
In terms of combat power...
In this universe, those who could defeat Piedmon...
Aside from himself...
Were probably only the Creator God Arceus, the Renegade Pokémon Giratina, the God of Time Dialga, and the God of Space Palkia, the three cosmic-level First-tier Legendaries.
(End of Chapter)
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