bookbashuk Chapter 327 Galaxy Team: Lord Red Sun, have you really betrayed us?
Chapter 327 Galaxy Team: Lord Red Sun, have you really betrayed us?
Chapter 327 Galaxy Team: Lord Red Sun, have you really betrayed us?
"Lord Red Sun, what do you mean by 'good-for-nothing'? In your eyes, are we really so worthless?" Mars said in disbelief. Before stepping into the conference room, she had always believed in Red Sun. Even though she had realized the side of Red Sun that they did not know, she still held a sliver of hope. Even if Red Sun regarded them as ideal parts, at least their efforts and sacrifices were valuable, all for the sake of a pure and perfect world.
But now this illusion has been shattered. The Galactic Team's lofty ideal has finally revealed its ugly face, a despicable desire built on baseness and deception.
It was even a thousand times more nauseating than what Wei Xin and Jupiter had described. A strong sense of unease surged up instantly. Huoxing covered his mouth, trying not to vomit up the dinner Wei Xin had eaten, tears welling up in his eyes.
"I won't allow you to talk about yourselves like that!!!" Chi Ri was furious and encouraged, "Although our efforts and actions in Donghuang have failed because of those despicable Donghuang people, that despicable student named Wei Xin, failure is only temporary. There is never a smooth success. We must learn to accept failure. You are all the backbone of my Galaxy Team, comrades who are with me to pursue our ideals, and you are definitely not good-for-nothings."
His voice was loud and clear, and even without a microphone, it could be heard clearly in the large conference room.
But equally noticeable and unbearably foul was the involuntary upturn of his lips, and the muttered words that flowed from his sneer.
"Although you are indeed a bunch of worthless good-for-nothings, how could I say that directly? What if no one is willing to work for me in the future? Unless I get injected with truth serum."
Immediately, Chi Ri belatedly noticed that something was wrong in the conference room. It seemed that something had slipped out of his control. He covered his mouth, still trying to figure out what had happened, when he noticed that almost all the members of the Galactic Team were wearing expressions of fear and anger, and voices of doubt rose and fell with the movement of people.
"Lord Akari, what are you talking about?!"
"Lord Akari, is there something we didn't do well enough?"
"Lord Akari, didn't you consider us your fellow countrymen? Could it be that you've deceived us all?"
There was also anger towards ideals and sincerity, which manifested in the unanimous question from all the members of Team Galactic: "Lord Akatsuki, why are you silent? Have you truly betrayed us?"
"Wow!" Looking at the surging, almost tangible, negative emotions in the conference room that were engulfing everyone present, Darkrai couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, then sneered, "Wei Xin, you really are a genius, kid. You actually managed to overthrow an entire organization?"
"How is that possible?" Wei Xin said. "A mushroom has overthrown Sinnoh, and even the most powerful and prestigious Pokémon organization in the world. What kind of Pokémon are you? This is just a branch that has come to Donghuang. Putting aside his identity as the leader of Team Galactic, Red Sun is still the biggest entrepreneur in Sinnoh. As long as he spends money, he can still find a lot of people to do things for him."
In the original story, even though the three executives of Team Galactic realized they had been deceived by Red Sun, they reorganized Team Galactic in the days after Red Sun disappeared, trying to find traces of him.
"Then all this trouble you've gone through is for nothing?" Darkrai questioned.
"So what we've done isn't enough, the fire isn't burning bright enough," Wei Xin said. "It's not enough to kill him and destroy his spirit; we need to add fuel to the fire and burn his burning heart to ashes."
His initial target was not Team Galactic, but the leader of Team Galactic, the Japanese Red.
Chi Ri wanted to say something, but dared not. He pinched his mouth shut, forcibly silencing himself. Therefore, he could only listen to the constant questioning and insults coming from below. Tonight, everyone present seemed to have their mouths torn open with scissors, without any cover.
The veins on his forehead bulged under the blazing sun.
Immediately afterwards, someone in the audience slammed their hat heavily on the table, drawing everyone's attention. They said with a face full of resentment, "I quit! What ideals, what a perfect new world!"
It was like someone suddenly smashing their wine glass at a banquet; Chi Ri's precarious trust was shattered at that moment.
By himself.
Chi Ri was furious and slammed his fist on the table, shouting, "Enough! Shut your mouths! I don't care about what you bunch of good-for-nothings think. If you don't want to do it, there are plenty of others who will. I gave you ideals and goals, I gave you losers a chance. I can find a whole bunch of people to replace you once I take a walk around Sinnoh."
Thus began a purification process. All those who still had ambition and ability slammed their hats on the table. The more they trusted the Sun, the more indignant they became after being insulted. In the end, only a very few with a long-term vision and the ability to remain calm remained in their chairs, but they were uncontrollably looking for ways out. This kind of thinking would later permeate the entire Galactic Team like ink.
The rest are mostly dependent on Chi Ri, unable to leave, and are what Chi Ri calls true good-for-nothings.
Although his emotions were on the verge of spiraling out of control, the astute Chi Ri quickly noticed Huo Xing, who was slumped on the ground: "Huo Xing, you orchestrated everything tonight, didn't you? You betrayed me. I can't believe that my most loyal subordinate would betray me one day, and even set me up. Who was behind this?"
"No one directed me; it was all my own arrangement." Mars smiled bitterly, biting his lip until bright red blood slowly flowed from his mouth. His face was filled with disappointment, despair, and a desperate desire to die after his faith had collapsed.
"Ah, is that so?" A sinister look appeared on Chi Ri's face. Now that things had come to this, he no longer had a reason to forgive Mars with a straight face. Since pure ideals could no longer help him lead the Galactic Team, there was only one left: to establish absolute brutality and authority under the power and oppression, or to find a way to kill everyone present, such as faking an accidental plane crash on the return trip.
He threw out a Poké Ball: "Weavile, use Ambush on the Traitor."
"Maniu!" Maniu rushed to Mars, raised her hand, her sharp claws gleaming with a chilling light, and aimed at Mars's throat. Mars closed his eyes, waiting for his throat to be pierced and for the warm death to come, but in the darkness, he heard a familiar voice.
"Iron Warrior, True Qi Wave, Crimson Armored Knight, Armored Cannon."
Accompanied by a cold beeping sound, a metal warrior clad in green armor appeared in the conference room. His soul heart spun in his chest, and his metal hand retracted into his arm. In its place was a fist-sized hand cannon. A massive amount of energy surged from the special energy source within his body, flowing through pipes and condensing into a scorching heat wave in front of the hand cannon, rushing towards Manuela.
Manuela acted decisively, swinging his claws to strike the incoming wave of true energy, but felt a powerful force. The skill, which was not originally strong, now made his arm ache and unable to move.
Then, the Crimson Armored Knight brought his arms together and raised them, the armor on his shoulders slumped down and closed, transforming into a giant cannon, aimed at Mavira. The golden armor began to burn fiercely, and the crimson flames gathered, coiled, and compressed towards the muzzle, instantly heating the surrounding air and causing it to distort.
Finally, the Crimson Armored Knight's energy transformed into a blazing pillar of fire, which, in the blink of an eye, swept through the corridor and roared away.
boom!
The cross-section of the pillar of fire was larger than the size of Manuela.
Weavile only saw a blinding light before its eyes. Overwhelmed by intense pain, its eyes widened as it flew backward, crashing into the wall and sliding to the ground. A white shadow was left on the charred wall. Weavile's eyes rolled back, unable to rise again, and it transformed into a red light, returning to the Poké Ball on Red Sun's waist.
Seeing his Weavile defeated in one move, Chi Ri's eyes widened. Although he doesn't usually fight, he is quite knowledgeable about Pokémon battles. His Weavile has also undergone professional training and has even accumulated a lot of resources. Theoretically, it can hold its own even against the Elite Four, and may even be able to compete with the Champion.
Even two skills with double damage cannot instantly kill.
"Who is it?" Startled, Akari turned his head and saw a strange figure. It was the first member of Team Galactic who had dropped his hat, but Akari didn't remember having this person in Team Galactic at all.
The man walked up the steps of the conference room, with Iron Warriors, whom he would never have encountered before, and the extremely rare Crimson Lotus Armored Riders standing guard on either side of him.
Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, the two Pokémon trainers slowly walked onto the stage, tapped their watches, and their disguises were removed, revealing exceptionally handsome faces. They wore pure white trench coats, their hands seemingly unsure of where to place them. After a moment's hesitation, they put their hands in their pockets, exuding an imposing aura, as if they were the protagonists of tonight's farce.
"Don't rush, the real show is just beginning."
Chi Ri squinted, his wrinkles deepening, lowered his gaze, and gritted his teeth as he called out the name of the uninvited guest.
"Wei Xin————"
"I should have guessed that you were the one who orchestrated all this," Chi Ri questioned. "We have no grudges against each other, so why did you frame me? Why did you stand in my way?"
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