His rising aura felt like a volcano about to erupt, ready to unleash his fury without restraint.
At this moment, Ging was like an ant king after devouring its guards, the furious evolved ant king.
Though he couldn't read the situation, his overwhelming strength radiated a terrifying presence, similar to the wild aura of a beast in nature.
In the dim light, the tall, powerful figure of Ging glared at them like a predator ready to strike, to tear them apart with his unyielding fists.
Suddenly, with a loud bang, Ging bent slightly and stepped forward twice, the aura around him growing more intense.
Then, without warning, he slammed his indestructible fist into the ground with immense force, shaking the entire cave.
Bang!
The golden fists slammed into the rock, smashing it as effortlessly as if it were tofu.
But this time, the impact was different, a massive crater formed, like a meteorite crashing down.
From the hole, countless waves rippled outward in every direction, spreading quickly across the area.
Dust and gravel shot up into the air, clouding the already dim venue.
Usually, their daytime glasses helped with low light, but this thick cloud of smoke and dust was a whole different problem, blocking their vision completely.
Muheru waved his hand to clear the dust swirling beside him and asked, puzzled, "What's it doing? Is it just warming up before the fight?"
No sooner had he spoken than a deep rumbling echoed from behind them, the entrance they had come through.
Beyond's lips twitched, his expression turning serious as he stared toward the passage.
In a low voice, he said, "It's not warming up. It's shaking the ground, looks like all the stone giants are rushing this way."
"Those are footsteps, and more enemies keep coming."
He paused, then added thoughtfully, "They're not attacking right away. Maybe they're waiting for their tribe to join.
Even when angry, it seems they can stay calm and cautious."
Ging crossed his arms and glanced at Ging, contemplating the growing sounds.
The rumbling footsteps grew louder and louder, and before the dust in the cave could settle, the first wave of enemies appeared.
These weren't just any stone giants, they were the strongest, aside from Ging himself.
A golden glow at the far end made many hearts sink; those were golden giants.
Though not as powerful as their leader, their strength was still formidable.
Miru had been right: the golden giants were the highest-ranking group in their tribe, living close by, and naturally arrived first.
There were exactly three of them.
Feeling the earth shake beneath him, Ging's lips curled into a fierce smile.
He knew his tribesmen were coming, and there was only one possible outcome for this battle: victory.
Without hesitation, he stomped down on the cracked ground, his thick golden feet smashing through the rock and sending shards flying into the air.
At that moment, the power surging through his body peaked, filling him with an overwhelming, fierce aura.
Like a bloodthirsty beast ready to tear everything apart, his figure emerged from the shadows, like a demon risen from hell, radiating an awe-inspiring
presence.
The force from his stomp propelled him forward, making him move faster than ever.
In the blink of an eye, Shijin transformed into a golden streak, his target clear: Larry, perched atop the steel snake.
To Shijin, Larry was clearly the leader of these creatures and the priority to take down first.
The other enemies could be left to deal with their own kind.
Meanwhile, in the cave on the opposite side, the little diamonds were still hard at work, despite the strange vibrations shaking the rocky walls and even the transformed diamonds themselves.
Luckily, since the little diamonds floated in the air, they remained mostly unaffected.
Among them, only a few understood what was happening.
The silver giant holding the vine whip's expression darkened as he considered rushing to Shijin's cave.
But then he remembered the leader's strict orders: nothing could happen here, or else he would die.
After a moment's hesitation, he decided to stay put and continue guarding his post.
The diamond guards on the other side sensed something was off too. They watched the silver giant closely, reading his movements and expressions.
Since they weren't stone giants themselves, they couldn't fully grasp the meaning of the recent fluctuations, but one thing was clear: the stone giants were in danger.
It was very likely that enemies had invaded this underground area.
The three diamond guards exchanged looks, silently confirming their suspicions. This could be their chance, a chance to break free from years of slavery and escape.
Suddenly, time seemed to freeze in that moment. Then came a tremendous rumble.
"Boom!"
A massive force burst from Shijin's fist, but instead of dissipating, the power traveled up his arm and spread through his body. Shijin's eyes widened in disbelief as his body shook.
His attack had been stopped halfway? What kind of monster could do that?
Then, grains of sand appeared on the ground around him, quickly filling the large hole Shijin's attack had made.
A fierce wind kicked up, whipping sand and dust into a violent storm.
At the center of the sandstorm, right in front of Shijin, a huge creature emerged silently, ready to face him.
Under the dim light, its body glowed with a chilling sheen, resembling a massive iron tower covered in dark green.
Its sharp scarlet eyes felt like being trapped in an icy cellar, and the creature radiated an overwhelming, commanding presence.
Facing Ging was a powerful steel arm, steady and unyielding, blocking his charging attack.
Tyranitar stomped fiercely on the ground, sending gravel flying everywhere, followed by a deafening roar.
"Roar!!"
The creature's domineering aura pressed down on Ging, making his shoulders slump and his heart sink. Something was wrong.
Why had such a terrifying beast appeared out of nowhere? Ging stayed calm on the surface but was secretly shaken.
He wasn't afraid of the monster in front of him; after all, their auras were nearly equal, with the beast's only slightly stronger.
Ging was confident that with a well-placed counterattack, he could defeat it.
What unsettled him was something else: what if there were more monsters? The sudden appearance of this creature confused him, but one thing was clear, he had to prepare for the possibility of facing even more terrifying foes.
As these thoughts raced through his mind, white flashes of light erupted across the field, accompanied by powerful breaths. In an instant, three figures appeared.
They turned their backs to the crowd and faced three golden giants charging toward them, their energies pouring out without restraint.
After Gigantamaxing, Gardevoir's size had multiplied several times, transforming from an elegant, serene noblewoman into a majestic queen.
Its imposing frame radiated immense power, and its deep rosy-red eyes flickered in the darkness, drawing anyone who looked into them deep into a trance.
Dark red lights symbolizing Dynamax aura swirled around its body, adding an air of mystery.
Every movement Gardevoir made was calm and deliberate, like a conductor ready to lead a grand performance.