What could a bodiless soul do in front of a Ghost-type Pokémon?
Even if that soul knew how to use some dark energy and had existed for who knew how many years, it still could not do a thing!
Compared to a Ghost-type Pokémon, that little bit of soul power a human possessed was like a newborn baby, helpless to do anything but let it toy with them.
With a shove from Gengar's power, the King of Pokélantis's soul flew backward like a kite with its string cut, only barely coming to a stop after traveling quite a distance.
"Who art thou, and why hast thou intruded upon our bedchamber?!"
Either seize the initiative or establish a legitimate cause.
Clearly, after his sneak attack failed and he suffered a heavy loss, the king had realized these people were all tough opponents. He could only change strategies and try to hold them off with words first.
But again, while this might have had some effect on reckless intruders, neither Xia You nor Brandon was going to fall for it.
Still, that archaic way of speaking really did feel rather awkward.
"Who are you?!" Rather than answering him, Brandon asked the same question in return.
"Heh heh heh heh..." The ghost laughed, his voice filled with arrogance and imperiousness, and declared loudly, "We are the sovereign of the world! The King of Pokélantis!"
"The King of Pokélantis?" Brandon frowned slightly and turned to Xia You and May. "It seems the legend was wrong. To think that what was sealed inside this stone ball wasn't Ho-Oh, but the King of Pokélantis himself!"
"Thou hast heard our name?" The King of Pokélantis's soul shook violently. "Then all the better! Offer up thy Pokémon! This time, our empire shall conquer the entire world!"
As his