134. The Fall of the Crow God! The "Demon" Awakens! (Please Subscribe!)

Tongsi and Baichen descended to the eighth floor. The sight before them caused both their pupils to dilate. A giant Honchkrow lay prostrate on the floor, accompanied by three Murkrows. An old woman sat nearby, rhythmically striking a wooden fish. Before her stood a wooden statue, carved in the likeness of the old man in the black crow robes that Tongsi had seen in the painting earlier.

"This Honchkrow..." Tongsi gazed at the massive creature, momentarily rendered speechless.

"What is your purpose in coming here?" The old woman stopped striking the wooden fish, placed it aside, and slowly stood up. She stumbled, nearly falling to the floor.

"Ka~" A small Murkrow nearby immediately flew to her side, seemingly worried about her frail health.

"My apologies for disturbing your meditation," Baichen said, immediately offering an apology. He had never imagined the eighth floor of the Seven Crow Tower would hold such a scene.

"Never mind. Since you are here, stay to the side and remain quiet. Something truly terrible may happen soon..." The old woman looked frail, yet her eyes remained sharp and piercing.

"What do you mean by that?" Tongsi and Baichen were both puzzled.

"Ka~" "Murkrow..." "Murkrow..." The three Murkrows cried out and flew back to the side of the giant Honchkrow. The Honchkrow kept its eyes half-closed, not moving at all. It looked as if it were nearing death—this was Tongsi’s assessment.

"Murkrow..." The Murkrows continued to call out, while the old woman began chanting words Tongsi could not understand.

"Thump..." "Thump..." "Thump..." The wooden fish was struck again. The old woman knelt on the floor, chanting and tapping the wooden fish, completely ignoring Tongsi and Baichen. Outside, Tongsi saw the swarms of Murkrows flapping their wings. They did not dare enter, likely intimidated by the power of his Noivern. Yet, at this moment, they were all filled with immense grief.

"Murkrow..." The Murkrow in front of them cried out desperately, but the giant Honchkrow offered no response.

Time ticked by. About half an hour later, the giant Honchkrow closed its eyes. "This is..." Tongsi didn't finish the sentence. He could confirm that the Honchkrow had passed away.

Boom! At the same time, the entire Seven Crow Tower seemed to tremble.

"What is happening?" Tongsi and Baichen looked around, confused.

"The 'demon' suppressed beneath the tower has awakened!" The old woman stood up, stumbled again, and at that moment, someone slowly walked up from the seventh floor.

"Aren't you...?" Tongsi recognized the old man; he was the same elder he had seen outside the Seven Crow Tower during the day.

"I didn't expect you to make it in after all. And you," the old man glanced at Tongsi, then shifted his gaze to Baichen, "I sent you back down several times, yet you still returned."

"What are you saying? You were the one who sent me to the bottom floor?" Baichen was shocked.

"Sigh... it is useless to talk of this now. The 'demon' is about to awaken. The most important thing is to deal with it!" The old man’s expression was vigilant, though he showed no panic.

"The Crow God has passed, the seal is broken, and that demon will eventually descend upon the world," the old woman said slowly.

Boom! Another tremor shook the tower.

"Ghehehehe..." Even on the eighth floor, Tongsi could hear a terrifying laugh.

"What is actually going on?" Tongsi was desperate to know what had happened, or what was about to happen.

"It's here!" As purple light erupted, the old man threw a Poké Ball.

"Gengar!" A ghost-like Gengar appeared before them. Through his scanner, Tongsi saw this Gengar possessed Champion-tier potential, at level eighty. Just then, the purple light slowly took the shape of a spirit. Carrying a Keystone, the ghost finally revealed itself: Spiritomb.

Level: 80
Potential: Quasi-God
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"Ghehe... Ghehehehe..." After appearing, the Spiritomb laughed maniacally. A powerful pressure surged forth, making it difficult for Tongsi to catch his breath.

"The Crow God has fallen, and the seal on this 'demon' has been undone!" The old woman slowly moved to the old man's side. In the darkness, a Mismagius finally appeared. Through his data panel, Tongsi saw that this Mismagius was also a level eighty Champion-tier Pokémon.

"Young man, stay back, lest you get caught in the crossfire," the old man shouted to Tongsi and Baichen.

"Spiritomb! Is this the 'demon' that was sealed?" Tongsi had never imagined the legendary demon would be a Spiritomb.

"Ghehe... Ghehehehe..." The Spiritomb laughed while gathering spirits. It was said that its Keystone sealed a multitude of souls. Around the Spiritomb, Ghost and Dark-type energy elements were being absorbed into its form. Gengar and Mismagius immediately launched their attacks. However, the Spiritomb appeared completely at ease. Even though they were all at level eighty, the Spiritomb’s potential was Quasi-God tier! The suppression of potential, combined with its heavy pressure, meant that even with the two Ghost-types working together, they could not inflict any damage.

Tongsi was pulled by Baichen onto the back of his Noivern. Seeing the situation, Baichen immediately made the decision to evacuate. This was a situation they were simply not equipped to handle.

"Brother Chen, are we just going to leave it like this?" Tongsi questioned. The Spiritomb had Quasi-God potential; the two elders' Pokémon were no match for it.

"What else can we do? Do you expect to fight a Spiritomb with the Pokémon of a rookie trainer? Don't be naive!" Baichen roared at Tongsi.

Tongsi fell silent for a moment. Baichen’s words were not without reason. If Gengar and Mismagius were no match for the Spiritomb, how could his own Pokémon stand a chance? Yet, could he just stand by and watch the Spiritomb destroy the Seven Crow Tower, descend upon the city, and repeat the tragedy of three hundred years ago? Tongsi couldn't bear it. Even if it were like a mantis trying to stop a carriage, he had to fight.

"Look at those Murkrows! Even though they couldn't even beat your Noivern, they haven't given up." Tongsi pointed to the flock of Murkrows in the air. When they had fought his Noivern earlier, a single Boomburst had terrified them into retreating. But now, facing the overwhelming pressure of the Spiritomb, they were still fighting.

"I really can't do anything with you!" Baichen had truly wanted to retreat, but Tongsi’s words moved him. It was true—the Murkrow flock, despite being no match for Noivern, dared to challenge the Spiritomb. What reason did he have to retreat?