With the conditions now favorable, Giovanni didn't restrict him. He waved his hand at Gastly, "Go eat, it's all yours."
Gastly licked his lips, imdiately flew onto a corpse, opened his big mouth and sucked hard. A transparent mist was sucked into his belly.
That mist still had distorted faces and wailing sounds, which made the Team Rocket mbers present feel their scalps tingle.
Sure enough, Ghost-type Pokémon are truly terrifying.
They all turned their heads away, not daring to look there again.
Giovanni, however, scolded them:
"Look closely, it's nothing but souls. You've already killed people, are you still afraid of these?"
Under Giovanni's words, how could they dare to refuse? No matter how afraid they were, they had to keep their eyes wide open.
Only then did Giovanni look back at Gastly with satisfaction. Perhaps due to his unique body, Gastly only felt full after continuously devouring four or five souls.
Normally, a nascent Ghost-type Pokémon like him would be doing well to swallow half a soul. Now, he was practically the big eater among Ghost-type Pokémon.
Moreover, unlike ordinary low-level Ghost-type Pokémon that lose control and go berserk after devouring large amounts of human souls,
Gastly showed no abnormality after devouring these souls; he was just full.
With the devoured souls, combined with Pokémon food, Gastly's level increase would accelerate again.
When Gastly flew back, feeling content, Giovanni touched his head and rembered what he had forgotten to do.
"Damn it, I forgot to leave one person alive to ask where that Haunter of a thousand years used to live."
As a Pokémon that had lived for a thousand years, Haunter of a thousand years would definitely leave behind so good things, or perhaps his nest had sothing special about it.
Although it was only a chance, how could Giovanni let it go?
But now, in this tribe, the only ones who could speak were the Team Rocket mbers.
Gastly sensed Giovanni's confusion. He whispered, "Gas?"
Then his eyes lit up, and he flew towards a corpse, pulling out a soul from it. Although the technique wasn't good, causing the soul to dissipate at any mont,
Gastly still got the information Giovanni wanted.
Giovanni saw Gastly's actions and guessed what this little guy wanted to do.
Gastly, with a playful smile, swayed twice towards a direction, indicating to go that way.
A green light flashed in Giovanni's eyes, then he said to the Team Rocket mbers behind him: "You stay here and clean up the ss. I'm going to take a look."
Although they wanted to follow Giovanni and protect him, considering Giovanni's strength, he didn't seem to need their protection.
So, Havertz took the lead and responded, "Yes, Boss Giovanni."
Only then did Giovanni and Gastly head towards the Haunter of a thousand years's nest.
His nest was not exactly hidden; it was right behind the tribe, but it was concealed by withered trees, making it not particularly easy to enter.
And there was a particularly chilling sensation; the closer they got, the stronger that feeling beca.
Perhaps this was the negative energy of the Pokémon World.
Fortunately, Giovanni's physique was astonishing, so this was nothing to him. If it were an ordinary person, they would 100% fall seriously ill.
Crack!
Giovanni gently opened a Poké Ball and released Rhyhorn, giving him an order.
"Break down these trees. We won't need them anymore."
Rhyhorn roared, then his four hooves moved, heading towards the withered trees.
The sound of trees breaking rang out one after another, and soon, Rhyhorn completely flattened them.
However, beneath these withered trees was a vast expanse of white—the stark white bones accumulated over a millennium.
Crunch.
Giovanni crushed a long-decayed skull underfoot and slowly walked forward with Rhyhorn and Gastly.
Gastly was different from that timid Haunter before; even in this place, he showed no fear. Because Giovanni was here, he was still very bold.
After walking a few dozen more steps, a pitch-black cave soon appeared before Giovanni's eyes.
Inside, there was not only a putrid sll and an eerie aura, but also a powerful energy. Although it was dispersed and lifeless, indicating it wasn't a Pokémon,
that energy was even more powerful than the Haunter of a thousand years.
This made Giovanni's eyes light up completely. There truly was sothing fishy in here.
It was probably the most special part of the entire island, as powerful Pokémon would only rest in the most unique places, which was perfectly normal.
Rushing in was still not an option, so Giovanni raised his hand and released Beedrill and the others to protect himself.
"Let's go in and take a look."
The Pokémon all knew they needed to protect Giovanni, so they all beca extrely vigilant.
At Giovanni's command, the Pokémon followed closely, cautiously stepping into the dark cave. The cave was dim and deep, but fortunately, the Pokémon all had so night vision.
Giovanni also had Power of Viridian, so this wasn't a problem.
Gastly excitedly led the way, his figure flickering in and out of the darkness, seemingly very familiar with the environnt here.
Indeed, after all, it was his forr self's nest.
Rhyhorn followed closely behind, his massive body appearing sowhat clumsy in the narrow passage, but he was constantly ready to deal with potential dangers.
Beedrill and the other Pokémon spread out around Giovanni, scanning their surroundings vigilantly. The slightest sound of their movent echoed clearly in the silent cave.
As they delved deeper into the cave, the putrid and eerie sll grew stronger, and the sound of bones being crushed underfoot was constant.
Among the Pokémon, for so reason, Nidorino was the most excited. He kept feeling sothing pulling him forward!
Giovanni sensed Nidorino's emotions with Power of Viridian, then frowned slightly, considering a possibility.
Suddenly, a low roar ca from ahead, accompanied by a slight tremor of the ground, as if sothing was approaching.
Giovanni imdiately signaled the Pokémon to prepare for battle.
As the sound drew closer, illuminated by a faint red light, a massive figure slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.
It was a gigantic Ghost-type Pokémon, with eyes like two searchlights, revealing an intimidating cold light, a head as big as a drum, and a pair of large horns.
Due to the special energy field inside, Giovanni was truly unsure of the opposing Pokémon's strength.
But given that Haunter's personality, he wouldn't allow a powerful Ghost-type Pokémon to survive.
So, there was only one truth!
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