Northern Village Secret Realm, Part Five

"Guard dog... I didn't expect to run into you the moment we entered the core area."

The scene he had just witnessed flashed through Su Hao's mind. Were those humanoid skeletons being driven by Greavard to make masks?

For what purpose?

No, that wasn't right. Rather than Greavard driving the humanoid skeletons, Su Hao felt it was carrying out its duty as a "guard dog," watching over them as they made masks.

Those humanoid skeletons should have originally been... people, right?

"Inai!"

A deep voice brimming with malice emerged from Greavard's throat as its sturdy body dropped before Su Hao like a boulder.

Greavard's greedy, damp gaze kept roaming over the Wellspring Mask and Su Hao, filled with desire and yearning.

Greavard's possessive gaze infuriated Cycloze. What kind of joke was this? Once it recovered its true form and returned to its peak, Su Hao was supposed to be its personal chef. How dare a mere little dog covet a dragon's possessions?

Filled with rage, Cycloze clenched its right fist. Its figure blurred as it swung at Greavard's face with lightning speed!

Yet Greavard merely sneered. The Poison Chain around its neck clattered, and a glowing purple light flowed into its body. Its physique, already comparable to Incineroar's, expanded once more. Knotted muscles bulged high as it blocked Cycloze's punch with one arm.

Metagross was shocked. If it took that punch itself, its head would probably burst open. That dog had caught it effortlessly with one hand?

Cycloze froze. It had acted because it was completely confident. In terms of raw strength, it was now not far behind ordinary Gym Level Pokémon. Coupled with its experience in Fighting-type techniques, defeating a little dog whose aura seemed only Mid Gym Level should not have been a problem.

But that chain had