Ash has never been afraid of any ghosts.
If a ghost ever killed him, by his own will, he would become a ghost too.
The scene when the two ghosts meet will definitely be awkward.
"Are you the one who killed me?"
He would probably beat that ghost to a second ascension.
But what does it mean that you knocked Red's soul out?
Ash didn't have time to blame the confused Gengar next to him. He looked at the translucent soul of Red that had completely floated out of his head. Golden light was everywhere, and holy sounds surrounded him, creating a sacred atmosphere.
It looked like Red was heading to the Western Paradise!
"What the heck, is this what Red looks like?"
The shadowy young man who emerged from the body was probably 17 or 18 years old, with a cold expression and dull eyes. Perhaps he was also shocked by the evil spirits driven away by Gengar's attack. Ash thought Red was only 3 or 4 years older than him.
"But he looks completely different from me."
He remembered that Red once said both Gary and little blue looked extremely similar to the souls behind them, the only difference being their ages. Only Red's soul looked completely different from Ash.
The soul continued to float upwards. Ash became anxious and reached out to grab it, but his hand passed through it in vain.
"Whoosh!"
Soon, Red, with a dazed look on his face, passed through the ceiling and floated to the upper level, disappearing without a trace.
Ash: "..."
What the heck! Did he really ascend just like that?
Beads of sweat poured down his face as he glared fiercely at the Gengar next to him.
"Gengar?"
Gengar's two big eyes narrowed, its wrinkled skin flexing, and it looked at the paper fan in its hand with inexplicable innocence.
It had only slapped its trainer as a prank, and a ghost came out?
That's a good thing, why do you have this attitude?
Gengar was utterly confused.
Ash hurriedly dragged Gengar's fat body to find the stairs to the third floor. Since Red hadn't been out of his body for long, Ash guessed that if he could suck Red back into his body in one breath, it would be like nothing happened. Like picking up food within three seconds after it falls on the ground—it doesn't count as falling on the ground.
"Darn it, where are the stairs?"
The Pokémon Tower was filled with thick fog from the second floor onward, and various wooden boards or tombstones blocked the way, making it difficult to move quickly. Ash searched for a long time but couldn't find the stairs to the upper floor.
"If only Red hadn't given away that Pidgeot!" Ash complained.
One move of Defog could have purified the entire Pokémon Tower.
Darn it!
Am I now having evil thoughts about Red's inheritance?
Ash shook his head violently, snapped out of it, and continued looking for the stairs to go up.
If I really can't find him, then maybe I'll consider the inheritance. But respect is still due!
Pokémon Tower, third floor.
The fog here was much thicker than on the second floor. A spiky-haired boy sat cross-legged in front of a tombstone, his shoulders trembling slightly as his eyes occasionally glanced around.
"Green, how long do we have to stay here?" asked Gary, who had entered the Pokémon Tower earlier.
After a while, a slow response came from Green, his tone heavy.
"Let me stay here for another hour."
In front of Green was a tombstone with a black and white photo of a brown Cubone on it. Dust covered the grave, and it was clear that no one had come to pay their respects for a long time.
This wasn't a tombstone he erected; Green relied on memories from the previous world to find the same spot in the Pokémon Tower. And at this location, the Pokémon being worshiped was the same Pokémon.
It was somewhat ironic.
"Gary, are you scared?" Green suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Gary shuddered, raised his neck, and yelled:
"Scared? Scared? Do you think I, Gary, would be scared? Humph, Green, you can stay here as long as you want!"
The louder he spoke, the braver he seemed. He regretted saying it the moment the words left his mouth.
Perhaps it was because of the loud noise, but he heard several sinister sounds of "hehe" and "soso" all around him, which made his hair stand on end.
Before he knew it, several Gastly and Haunter had appeared around him, looming in the thick fog, seemingly about to launch an attack.
Seeing this, Gary tried to act tough.
"Humph! I'm only afraid of real ghosts, not Ghost-type Pokémon!"
He quickly reached for his belt and pulled out a Poké Ball.
"Green, can I borrow your Pidgeot for a while?"
"Use it however you want."
Green was still lost in his memories and answered casually.
Gary didn't have any Pokémon that could deal effectively with Ghost-types, so he borrowed it for a while. A temporary loan didn't count as a real one.
He threw the Poké Ball and shouted, "Come out, Pidgeot!"
"Pidgeot!!"
The next moment, a giant, colorful eagle with extremely handsome feathers appeared in the mist. When it heard the nickname, it flapped its wings and chirped loudly, seeming to enjoy being called "Pidgeot."
This was the result of Red's training. Not only had he taught Pidgeot various skills, but he also made the bird feel genuinely proud of its nickname, "Pidgeot."
Unlike when Ash called his Pidgeot "tool bird," which he only did when sneaking around, knowing the bird might retaliate if he said it too often.
Green: "…"
Darn it! How dare Gary mess with my bird like this?
Gary was oblivious to the miracle. Proud that he had borrowed a Pokémon from Green, he waved his finger and shouted:
"Pidgeot, use Foresight!"
As soon as he spoke, Pidgeot's eagle eyes glowed with a strange blue light, scanning 360 degrees. In the next second, all the Gastlys around were revealed, no longer able to stay invisible in the fog.
Once a Ghost-type Pokémon is detected, even Normal-type moves can affect it.
"Now, Pidgeot, use Roar!" Gary ordered.
Pidgeot raised its neck and let out a loud, sharp cry, filled with the condescending spirit of a king. The sound forced the surrounding Ghost Pokémon to flee in panic, disappearing into the fog.
Seeing this, Gary smiled triumphantly, put his hands on his hips, and recalled Pidgeot.
"Humph, trying to scare me, Gary, huh?"
He was only afraid of real ghosts! If a real ghost popped out right now, the Pokémon Tower would be hilarious!
Right after he spoke, Gary felt a chill under his feet.
He instinctively looked down and saw a translucent shadow slowly floating up from the floor.
The shadow wore a red baseball cap, his face pale blue, and his eyes lifeless. He floated up until he was right in front of Gary.
The two stared at each other.
Gary: "?!"
This isn't a Pokémon—it's a real human ghost!!
"Ghost!!!!"
Gary suddenly jumped up, his face pale as a sheet. He nearly fainted.
But his strong willpower kept him from collapsing, even though his brain trembled wildly. Forget about worshipping Cubone; he turned and sprinted forward at full speed.
His speed was like lightning, even faster than Ash's best 100-meter dash.
"Ahhh! A ghost!!!"
As he ran and shouted, his cries echoed throughout the Pokémon Tower.
"Huh? What's that sound?"
Ash shuddered, quickly heading toward the noise coming from above. When he looked closely, he found a staircase leading to the third floor hidden in the fog.
But before he could step on it, a figure suddenly dashed down the stairs, howling like a ghost.
"Help! A ghost!!"
The person was in such a panic that they couldn't see clearly and bumped straight into Ash, leaving them both confused.
"Oof!" "What the!?"
Caught off guard, both of them fell to the floor.
The impact snapped Gary back to his senses. When he saw it was his childhood friend, he nearly cried tears of relief and was about to hug Ash.
"Ash?!"
The young Homo sapiens on the other side was equally dumbfounded.
Didn't Gary die? Why is he in the Pokémon Tower?
Wait, Pokémon Tower?
Does that mean this Gary is a ghost?
And with that pale face, has he become a terrifying blue-level evil spirit?
Seeing Gary reach out as if to grab him, Ash's face turned pale with fright.
Danger!!
"There's a ghost!! A ghost!!!"
Ash suddenly jumped up and ran in the opposite direction, howling, his voice echoing throughout the Pokémon Tower.
Gary: "?"
He stood there, utterly bewildered.
"Gengar geng!" At that moment, cold laughter echoed nearby.
Gengar, who had been hiding, suddenly burst into laughter at hearing the word "ghost." Its entire body shook with delight.
Since it had already caused trouble earlier, it had to make up for it!
With that thought, it raised the paper fan again, seemingly planning to give Gary an exorcism as well.
Gary: "?!"
"What the heck?!"
Just before the paper fan struck, Gary and Green narrowly dodged, adrenaline pumping as the fan whooshed past their faces.
"Phew, that was close."
When Gary stood up his back was already wet.
If I were really hit by that strange paper fan, I would feel like my soul was about to be torn apart.
"Hey, where's that Gengar?"
gary looked around. He seemed to have seen a fat Gengar vaguely before, but now he found that the purple-black fat man was nowhere to be seen.
"dedicated!!"
The next second, a sneer came from above his head. Gary swallowed hard and a terrible idea suddenly came to his mind.
Finally, he couldn't bear the itch on his neck anymore and raised his head tremblingly.
What he saw was a Gengar standing vertically facing him, its bloodshot eyes flickering as if it was sizing up its prey, and the paper fan in the fat man's hand was emitting a strange light.
"Bang!!"
It was a familiar script, the paper fan hit him directly in the face.
The next second, a sublimated sense of joy from the soul came over gary's heart, and he suddenly became dazed, as if there was a supreme sound coming to his ears.
In the dim light, he seemed to see a beam of brilliant golden light rising from above his head.
In the golden light, a translucent human figure gradually rose up, with a holy expression and a handsome face that looked somewhat familiar
. On the same day, green was also saved by ash's Pokémon. ——
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(End of this chapter)