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Chapter 1005

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A Long stared at the two champions before him, his voice tinged with complexity.

He moved his body, the metallic sheen slowly fading; even after enduring the heavy strike from Garchomp, he remained unharmed.

"Sirona! Go check on Dialga's condition."

Du stood on his Flygon, eyes locked on A Long, his voice steady.

"... Dialga's condition is dire. He won't be combat-capable in the short term."

Sirona gave a brief assessment, answering with heavy concern.

Hearing this, Du's heart sank abruptly, a wave of helplessness washing over him.

Without Dialga's aid, they stood no chance against A Long, who rode Arceus.

Even as Champions, they could not prevail—because Arceus, the Creator God, was simply too strong, too strong.

"Arceus! Eliminate them."

A Long spoke, expressionless.

The next moment, Arceus let out a low roar.

Terrifying ripples spread outward, warping and shattering the very void.

Instantly coalescing into a sphere brimming with intense spatial fluctuations.

Arceus whipped its head, and the terrifying energy sphere shot toward Du and Sirona at blinding speed.

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