Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

The initial doubts and explorations were immediately replaced by the instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm.

They almost simultaneously took a half step back, their eyes darting around, and began to casually straighten their robes, study the patterns on the wall, or simply turn and leave in a hurry.

They were afraid that if they stayed here any longer, they would be affected by the coming "storm".

They led the three to a particularly tall gate, carved with intricate patterns.

The guide spoke quickly, as if relieved.

"Miss Naz is inside. Please come in!"

After saying that, he disappeared almost instantly.

Nazi's elderly father also dared not approach her even a little bit.

He stole a lot of dolls yesterday, and Naz is still furious, so she absolutely dares not provoke him.

"Squeak-"

Without thinking twice, Xiao Zhi pushed open the heavy door with all his might.

A chilling, stagnant air, even colder than the corridor, rushed towards us.

Inside the door was an extremely spacious, incredibly high-ceilinged circular hall, far exceeding the size of a typical battlefield.

The lighting here was unusually dim, with only a few pale, cold beams of light cast from above, barely illuminating the central battle platform.

At the very end of this dark hall.

On a slightly elevated platform, there was a large chair.

A figure was sitting there quietly.

She was a woman in her early twenties.

She wore a striking red tight-fitting short skirt that accentuated her tall and slender figure.

Black stockings encased her long, slender legs, the ends disappearing into knee-high boots.

She had long, smooth, dark hair, and her delicate face was as perfect as a doll's, yet lifeless.

What was particularly chilling were those crimson eyes, which seemed to glow faintly in the dim light, and were indifferently watching the intruder.

In her hands, she held a doll that looked somewhat old and was dressed in a little dress.

Humans and the environment blend perfectly into a bizarre, tranquil, and inhuman scene.

Xiao Gang: "!"

Xiaoxia: "!"

Pikachu: "!"

Feeling their gaze, the two humans and the mouse all felt their hair stand on end.

Only Ash remained the same.

"Huh? It's you!"

He broke the almost frozen silence without any difficulty.

"That rude guy from last time!"

Xiao Zhi recognized this person as the one who had said he was going to send a gift but then hung up on him during the video call.

Sabrina's gaze fell on Ash, and a rare flicker of emotion appeared on her usually expressionless face.

She was always the one opening other people's boxes.

Unexpectedly, I was fired by someone else today.

Naz's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

The feeling was... somewhat novel, but mostly offensive and unpleasant.

But it doesn't matter. Since we've come this far, our final destination is nothing more than a plaything in our own hands.

She spoke slowly, her voice cold and clear.

To get straight to the point, as if saying even a single extra word would be a waste.

"The rules of the Goldenrod Gym are three-on-three. The loser will..."

"So you'll stay here as a doll to keep you company, right?"

Sabrina: "...?"

Xiao Zhi impatiently interrupted, acting as if he knew the process by heart.

He had already heard this rumor from Nazi's father.

He patted the row of Poké Balls on his belt, his face full of eagerness.

"Okay, okay! Hurry up, hurry up!"

Ash took a step forward, his eyes fixed intently on Sabrina on the platform, his fighting spirit rising.

I've been hearing her talk about how amazing she is these past few days.

He couldn't wait to start the battle!

88. They've lost all sense of shame!

"Well done, Ash!"

Xiaoxia cheered her on from the side.

"Don't let us down!"

Especially in front of a... fraudulent museum owner!

"Pickup!"

Pikachu, standing on Xiaogang's head, nodded vigorously.

Let's not put him on the field; after all, we should give newcomers a chance to shine. We can just cheer him on from the sidelines.

Of course, if it is needed, it will never refuse!

Sabrina sat regally on the high throne.

Upon seeing this, a rare, faint look of surprise flashed across his crimson eyes.

In front of her.

Some trembled with fear, some begged for mercy with tears streaming down their faces, and some even turned and fled.

But like this boy in the audience wearing a baseball cap.

Not only did they show no fear, but they were also full of excitement, rubbing their hands together as if they were there to celebrate and urging for the fight...

That was truly unprecedented.

What are you standing there for?

Seeing that she didn't react, Ash took two more steps forward, his hand already on the Poké Ball at his waist.

The tone was one of pure bewilderment and urgency.

"Hurry up and throw the ball! Hasn't the match already started?"

"..."

Naz remained silent for a moment.

This feeling made her subconsciously look at the encyclopedia, vaguely recalling some unpleasant memories.

But she was, after all, a seasoned owner who had seen it all.

That subtle feeling was quickly covered by a deeper chill.

Naz didn't even raise her hand.

With just a thought, a Poké Ball floated up from her arms.

It landed steadily in the center of the field.

A red light flashed.

A small Pokémon, pale yellow in color and curled up with its tail in its arms, appeared on the field.

Its eyes were closed, and its breathing was even, as if it were immersed in an endless slumber.

Its fox-like head appeared quiet and even somewhat harmless in the dim light of the dojo.

Upon seeing this Pokémon, especially its squinty eyes, Xiao Gang immediately felt a sense of goodwill.

"Is that Casey...?"

It is the most widely distributed Pokémon among the Psychic-type Pokémon.

He could still recognize him.

"It looks so small..."

Xiaoxia said, but then shook her head.

"But since it's Sabrina's Pokémon, we definitely can't underestimate it!"

But Ash in the arena clearly didn't think that way.

A Poké Ball that moves just by looking at it.

Ash's eyes lit up instantly, and he sincerely praised Sabrina.

"That was a really cool move!"

Throwing the ball without using your hands—superpowers are so convenient!

He hadn't finished speaking.

With a flick of his arm, a Poké Ball flew out of his hand.

"In that case, I choose you, Gengar!"

"Jie Jie Jie~"