The purplish-black body was so deep and dark that it seemed to swallow all the surrounding light.
Dozens of monks stood beside Gengar, their eyes tightly shut as they chanted scriptures. The golden light radiating from their bodies resonated with the Golden Barrier surrounding Giant Gengar.
With every breath, Giant Gengar's condition visibly worsened.
Tetsuya swept his gaze across the surroundings.
Besides these monks still fighting on the front lines.
Many more monks lay on the bluestone floor of the hall.
Their condition did not look good.
Some had the appearance of young men, yet their hair was completely white.
Others had incredibly aged faces, but their bodies remained as robust as those of youths.
There was no doubt.
This was Giant Gengar's "good work."
To this Ghost Type Pokemon, both souls and life force were the finest food.
For humans, once the loss of either crossed a certain threshold, there was only one outcome—death.
"Who?"
A weak voice rang out.
Tetsuya and Cynthia's arrival instantly drew the monks' attention.
"It's him!"
"It's that person from the abbot's prophecy!"
"Wonderful, he's finally here!"
Although the monks' bodies trembled incessantly as they contended against Giant Gengar, the joy in their voices was impossible to hide.
"To be honest, I really don't like being treated as some kind of savior."
Tetsuya rubbed his head with a headache.
It didn't matter when it concerned only himself.
But if he failed and dragged others down with him, that was a situation he did not want.
Cynthia chuckled. "You'll have to get used to it eventually."
Though the phrase with great power comes great responsibility was, in some ways, rather overbearing, it did make a lot of sense.
"Anyway, all we need to do is deal with this big guy, right?"
Tetsuya looked at Giant