"Do whatever you want."
Lying in his consciousness space, Xia Yan watched the black-red mist frantically compress it and put on the airs of someone who feared no consequences.
Arceus was so angry its face twisted.
So he was going to act like a scoundrel?
He knew Arceus would never want Suzuki to have an easy time, so in the end, he dumped all the blame onto it.
But—
Faced with Xia Yan, who was about to be consumed by those negative emotions, Arceus truly did not dare watch him be affected like this.
If the guy in front of it went mad—
He might wreak havoc on the entire Pokémon World.
Someone like Suzuki was nothing in comparison to him.
How many years had he even been a Trainer?
How many years had Suzuki lurked in this world?
Yet now Xia Yan was arm-wrestling with Suzuki, and this time, he had successfully shattered Suzuki's plan.
Although, in Arceus's eyes, that was somewhat foolish.
Arceus understood, though.
Part of it was because Xia Yan had been affected by the erosion of negative emotions earlier, while another part was because he did not want Suzuki's goal to succeed. What he truly relied upon, however, was Arceus itself.
Xia Yan had it completely cornered.
[You really got me good.]
Arceus's tone was filled with helplessness and a trace of amusement.
This guy really did not like playing by the rules.
But it was precisely because of his unconventional actions that Suzuki and White Elder's group could only fend off his repeated moves, with little room to strike back.
Arceus might not usually show itself, but it had actually paid quite a bit of attention to Xia Yan.
It knew what he had been doing lately.
"Heh—"
Lying on the ground with his