I am the boss of Sakaki

Chapter 1198 It’s over, it’s all over

The office was completely silent, with only his heavy breathing as the sound.

Dama Lanqi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the panic in his eyes was replaced by a determination to fight to the death.

He is not Alexander. He will not sit and wait for death, nor will he give in and hand over the Kanto Alliance to others, leaving himself on the pillar of shame.

Moreover, when he and President Silver were about to kill Sasaki.

There was no way Sakaki would give him a chance to live.

He was afraid of Sakaki, but he also understood Sakaki, a man whom he could not see through from his youth to now.

"President?" The investigator standing at the table was startled by his distraught appearance and carefully handed him a glass of cold water. "You don't look well. Would you like some water first?"

Dama Lanqi didn't answer. He suddenly raised his head with bloodshot eyes, like a trapped beast forced into a desperate situation: "Drink water? What water? The Kanto Alliance is about to be destroyed!" He slapped the table, and most of the water in the cup splashed out.

He turned sharply to the investigator and said in a hoarse voice, "Go! Call everyone over here!"

"People?" The investigator was stunned.

"Everyone who can breathe!" Damaranji growled, "Everyone except Sakaki! The king, all the gym leaders, the army, the navy, the air force, and even Ohki Yukinari—even if he's in Pallet Town chewing on his Pokédex, tie him up and bring him here! I want to see everyone in the conference room!"

The investigator shuddered at his yelling and nodded quickly: "Yes! I'll go right away!"

"Wait!" Damalanchi called him back and added, "Explain it to them clearly."

He paused, his voice trembling even slightly, "Tell them... the Kanto Alliance is in danger."

The investigator didn't dare to delay any longer and turned around and ran out.

Damalanchi stood alone in the middle of the office, looking out the window in the direction of Viridian City. The sky there seemed to still be shadows of passing battleships.

He suddenly remembered a few years ago when Sakaki won the Quartz Tournament Championship in front of him.

At that time, there was a fierceness in Sakaki's eyes, but he didn't take it seriously.

Now I understand that it was not ruthlessness, but the ambition to overturn and rebuild the entire Kanto.

And he and the alliance he guards are likely to become the first stepping stone on Sakaki's road to ambition.

.........

And where was Sakaki at this moment? He naturally knew that Damalanchi was not Alexander, and it would not be so easy to let go.

Therefore, to completely break down his inner defenses, all he needs is one final push.

At this time, the glass curtain wall of Silver Company reflected a dazzling light spot, but the square downstairs was as silent as ice.

President Silver leaned on the window of his top-floor office and looked down, his fingertips scratching the gaps in the blinds until they were deformed.

The square was full of people. The elites of the company's security department were all wearing bulletproof vests and holding Poké Balls in their hands. Even a few "quasi-king-level" mercenaries who usually only appeared in underground fighting arenas came. At each of them, there were at least two fully evolved Pokémon squatting at their feet. Nidoking's fangs gleamed coldly, and Mantis's scythe was polished to a shine.

"Boss, we did as you said and called all the capable people here." The assistant panted behind him, holding a list in his hand.

"Shut up." President Silver didn't turn around, his voice shaking like a leaf in the wind. "Did you see clearly? It was Sakaki who came here personally?"

He was afraid of Sakaki.

He was afraid that the man who could raze the Hunter Guild to the ground would personally bring a warship to mess things up, but the two figures that just appeared downstairs made him stunned - it was not Sakaki.

They are two teenagers.

Watari and N.

"Who are you?!" In the square, a hired quasi-king trainer couldn't help but take a half step forward. The Poké Ball in his hand popped open, and a Heracross spread its wings, with the huge horns on its forelimbs pointing at Watari and N. "This is Silver Company territory, get out!"

Before he could finish his words, he was nailed to the spot by Du's gaze.

Du didn't look at him, but just raised his hand and clapped his slender fingers twice.

"Om-"

Two streaks of light suddenly fell from the clouds, bringing with them a cool breeze.

Latias and Latios hung on both sides of the ferry, and the invisible aura pressed down on them, forcing the Pokémon on the ground to lower their heads. The flapping frequency of Heracross' wings slowed down by half a beat, and the growl in Nidoking's throat was swallowed back.

Almost at the same time, the shadow beside N suddenly came alive.

Darkrai emerged from the shadows, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees. The sunlight that had been so bright just a moment ago seemed to have been sucked away by it.

"It's a legendary Pokémon... Champion level!" someone shouted softly, with panic in their voice.

Latias and Latios are legendary Pokémon of Hoenn, and Darkrai is the "Nightmare God" of Sinnoh. How could these three appear here at the same time?

President Silver's legs went weak in his office and he almost fell to the floor.

He finally realized it - it was not Sakaki himself who came, but someone Sakaki sent to deal with him.

Using Du and N, and using legendary Pokémon, is to leave him no chance to beg for mercy.

"kill."

Two words came from downstairs, very light, but like an icicle hitting the ice, crisply piercing the dead silence of the square.

Watari and N spoke at the same time, one with a cold and hard voice, the other calm, but both carried the same unquestionable tone.

As soon as he finished speaking, Latias and Latios moved at the same time.

Latias flapped his wings, and several pale pink air slashes whizzed out, so fast that only afterimages were left.

The sharp air blade instantly cut through the bulletproof vests of the security guards in the front, and blood gushed out from the cracks, splashing on the cold ground.

A man staggered back, clutching his slit throat, gurgling with choking, before collapsing heavily to the ground.

Latios raised his claws towards the ferocious Heracross, and a stream of hot dragon breath gushed out. The dragon breath not only burned the ground, but also directly melted Heracross's hard shell.

The giant insect let out a shrill scream, and the huge horns on its forelimbs deformed and melted under the high temperature. Green body fluids oozed out from the cracks and dripped onto the ground with a hissing sound.

Darkrai just shook his head.

The square was suddenly plunged into a bloody chaos. The giant mantis's claws no longer swung at its enemies, but instead slashed into the chests of its companions, shattering their metallic carapaces and splattering viscera and blood.

Nidoking pawed the ground frantically, its sharp claws accidentally tearing the trainer's thigh, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the concrete floor red.

The cat boss scratched his face frantically with his sharp claws, tearing off pieces of flesh and making a creepy tearing sound.

"Stop them! Stop them now!" The quasi-king trainer who had just called out panicked and threw the other Poké Ball in his hand to the ground. "Gyarados! Use Water Cannon!"

A red light flashed, and a huge Gyarados emerged from the Poké Ball, and a flick of its tail created a violent wave of water.

But Latios dodged lightly to the side, and his wings precisely guided the water flow.

The high-pressure water cannon hit the glass curtain wall of Silver Company with a "bang". Broken glass poured down like rain, and the sharp fragments pierced the bodies of several security guards below. Blood immediately spread across the square.

Du raised his hand and pressed the collar of his windbreaker. He no longer looked at the bloody scene downstairs, but just looked up at the top floor where President Silver was.

That look was so cold that it froze President Silver, who was clinging to the window, as if an invisible blade was pressed against his throat.

"Boss! Run!" The assistant tugged at his arm from behind, his voice shrill with fear. "They're coming up! Down there it's...it's become a slaughterhouse!"

President Silver didn't move, his eyes fixed on the downstairs.

Watari and N were walking towards the company gate, stepping on pools of blood and corpses. Latias and Latios were circling above their heads, their wings stained with blood. Darkrai followed them like a shadow, leaving behind trainers and Pokémon who had killed themselves in nightmares wherever they passed.

His legs suddenly went weak and he slid down the wall and sat on the ground. The gap in the blinds in his hands was completely torn off.

"It's over..." He muttered to himself, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible, "It's all over..."

The screaming and tearing sounds downstairs were still continuing, but he could no longer hear them clearly!