Just the faintest hint of his presence could make one's vision spin and give the illusion of impending death.
Instantly, these crimson thoughts surged like a sea of blood, filling the entire room.
The two nearby leaders quickly retreated to the corner, unable to leave but forced to spectral thief.
Their boss was clearly enraged again, something they hadn't witnessed in a long time.
Dragons like him, proud and carrying a deep sense of superiority and disdain for humans, rarely lost control like this.
Despite being a demihuman monster, he was still essentially a beast, albeit one with intelligence.
It was curious, though, did he really have the power to control thoughts?
It wasn't entirely surprising; after all, subhuman races like chimera ants could open their advanced abilities after consuming humans.
There was no reason this dragon couldn't wield similar power.
Larry quietly observed the Black Dragon, who was surrounded by a crimson storm of thought aura.
The murderous glare on the dragon's face was intense enough to almost burst through the scene.
Though the Black Dragon couldn't see Larry directly, he could sense the presence of the five people opposite him through his breath.
Just as expected, they looked exactly as he had anticipated.
Yet, the man who had spoken rudely seemed completely normal, showing no fluctuation in his aura.
This was absolutely impossible!
Gritting his teeth, the Black Dragon pushed out even more thought aura, generating a powerful wind pressure.
The gusts appeared out of nowhere, affecting even Larry, who was one of the very few in all six continents capable of standing firm against such an overwhelming aura.
Suddenly, Larry opened his mouth and spread his hands wide.
"Is that all?" he challenged.
"Now, it's my turn!"
Suddenly, three figures of different sizes appeared behind him, and in the next moment, three terrifying auras shot up into the sky.
The black dragon instantly felt like he had been plunged into an ice cellar, his entire body stiffened, and his dragon pupils shrank to their smallest size.
These were three incredibly desperate breaths.
'Impossible! How could a mere human possess such terrifying strength?' he thought, stunned.
'This power even surpasses that of the adults!'
Out of the black dragon people's sight, three figures stood firmly: Marshadow on Larry's left, Nihilego on his right, and Genesect right behind him.
Surrounded by these three Pokemon, Larry's momentum peaked.
Though the black dragon couldn't see them, it could clearly sense the Pokemon's powerful aura.
Facing an aura unlike anything he had ever felt before, the black dragon's experience was even more intense than that of the man in the suit.
It felt as if countless steel needles were piercing his body, and every scale lost its defensive strength.
Pain overwhelmed him from head to toe.
As for the two [Leaders] hiding in the corner, they were insignificant, cowering and too afraid to make a move.
'When did humans grow so strong?' the black dragon wondered in disbelief.
In what felt like an eternity compressed into a single moment, sweat poured down the black dragon's head uncontrollably.
The murderous rage that had surged moments ago vanished completely, replaced only by deep, paralyzing fear.
Meanwhile, several large houses in the residential area trembled as huge monsters inside sensed the auras of Marshadow and the others.
Their intelligent eyes showed clear signs of horror.
Something was definitely wrong.
Instantly, the largest monster, bearing the most powerful aura, made a move.
"Hmm?"
Larry raised an eyebrow as he glanced at the black dragon on the screen, feeling a stir deep in his heart.
In the next instant, the Black Dragon's body suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist with countless fragments raining down to the ground.
Clearly, this wasn't something he did himself.
While Marshadow and the others had terrifying auras, their power could only suppress someone to the point of paralysis or a mental breakdown, it was impossible for them to shatter a body into blood mist so directly.
Then, though no figure appeared, a grand voice echoed from the other side.
Larry immediately recognized the speaker as the rightful leader, someone clearly among the [Gatekeepers], and likely their chief.
What Larry didn't realize was that the current [Gatekeeper] was even more stunned.
As the presence drew closer, it became clear there were actually three of them, each with an aura stronger than the [Gatekeeper] itself, two far stronger, and one just a bit above.
Keep in mind, this [Gatekeeper] was considered the strongest in its entire race, yet now it felt powerless when facing these three.
It silently wondered, 'Have humans really grown this strong now?!'
"Dear human, to show our goodwill and apologize for my men's rudeness," the voice continued, "we will send someone to escort you to the Dark Continent at no cost."
The [Gatekeeper] deliberately lowered its status, a stark contrast to the pride of the Black Dragon earlier.
Through the aura, Larry sensed a connection between Marshadow, the other creatures, and himself, something akin to what humans call a "nen best."
"Escort? You think I need something like that?"
Larry's calm reply reached the [Gatekeeper], leaving it momentarily speechless.
Judging by the strength of his opponent, the entire Lake Mobius region was hardly a challenge.
Even the Dark Continent's outskirts probably posed little threat to him.
At least, that was true for the border areas; the deeper parts of the Dark Continent remained unknown and dangerous, even the [Gatekeeper] wouldn't dare venture there.
It seemed that the edges of the Dark Continent were effectively "human restricted zones."
Even the Gatekeepers themselves don't dare to venture deep into the Dark Continent, which is why they stick to the safer border areas.
But this human was different, he had the strength to go much further in.
With such power, there was no need to follow the usual rules or let others lead the way.
Still, the question remained: how should they apologize for their previous doubts?
Larry thought for a moment and realized the best thing the others could offer him was a partial map of the Dark Continent.
The Gatekeeper seemed a bit surprised but then nodded and said, "Yes, but how do we give it to you?"
Larry replied, "Just have the sheep-headed guy hold it up and stand in front of the orb."
Hearing this, the Gatekeeper stopped questioning.
Moments later, the sheep-headed man appeared, holding a map that looked like it was made from sheepskin.
He shakily walked forward and spread the map over his chest so Larry could clearly see it.
The map was vast, filled with countless creatures of all sizes.
Lake Mobius was just a small area tucked away in one corner.
At the same time, Porygon Z took the opportunity to scan the entire map, saving it so it could be accessed anytime later.