"Absol, use Recover!" Aaron bellowed frantically.
A dense cloud of golden, shimmering light-points erupted across Absol's heavily bruised frame. As the restorative energy tunneled into its musculature, the disaster predator's depleted stamina began to tick back upward.
Absol (Thinking): This creature makes absolutely no sense. Why can't I track its operational vector anymore?
Under normal battlefield conditions, precise flashes of the immediate future would routinely manifest inside Absol's consciousness, detailing Ditto's exact attack routes a full second before execution. But right now, its mental monitor was a completely dead screen—flickering with static before going entirely blank.
This sudden cognitive blindness was the direct result of the high-order Divinity flowing through Ditto's customized cellular grid. The divine resonance effectively masked Ditto's energy signature, rendering its immediate future mathematically unmappable to Absol's natural foresight.
Having lost its finest operational asset, the disaster hound grew noticeably hesitant, its confidence fracturing.
"Ditto, lock it down with Metal Claw."
Feng Che had no intention of allowing Chief Sky and the executive board to compile an exhaustive data profile on his Genesect format. To preserve his operational security, he chose to finalize the gate immediately.
Sneck!
Two gleaming, razor-sharp metallic sabers extended from Ditto's steel gauntlets. The primary thrust-burners on its spine ignited with a thunderous roar, launching the mechanical insect across the liquefied turf at a staggering Mach 2 velocity.
"Absol is standing completely frozen in the center of the court... Is it possible that Ditto is projecting a localized psychological suppression technique?!" Aaron muttered, entirely unaware that his partner's Seventh Sense had been systematically blinded.
He could only watch in absolute horror as the silver streak collided head-on with his anchor. The sheer kinetic shockwave folded Absol's frame, slamming it into the dirt where it lay completely unresponsive.
"Absol!"
Panic overriding his tactical discipline, Aaron reached deep into his spatial ring, extracting a high-grade chemical vial. He snapped the solution into a compressed pneumo-injector and hurled the device across the field, slamming the needle directly into Absol's shoulder.
"Aula," Chief Sky's voice drifted across the VIP platform, smooth as silk yet laced with an icy gravity. "If my industrial memory serves, that specific serum pattern belongs to the League's restricted Overdrive Catalysts."
"A compound engineered explicitly to trigger instantaneous tissue regeneration while artificially spiking a Pokémon's physical baseline. Why under heaven is a classified military-grade asset being casually deployed on a promotion showcase track?"
Deputy Chief Aula felt a cold sweat instantly drench his spine.
He turned a thoroughly murderous glare onto Doron, his eyes screaming that he was going to skin the scout alive for this logistical disaster.
Doron felt as if a physical dagger was pressing against his throat, heavy drops of cold sweat soaking his collar as he lowered his head, trembling in silence.
"Let it slide for this iteration. But ensure it remains an isolated incident," Chief Sky added calmly, choosing to wave the violation away. He was deeply fascinated by the baseline parameters of the battle and wanted to see exactly where Feng Che's ultimate limits rested.
Down on the turf, the pneumo-injector finalized its cycle, pushing the high-potency catalyst directly into Absol's circulatory system. A cool, programmatic rush of energy flooded the beast's nervous system, instantly cauterizing its fractured tissue blocks and overriding its pain receptors.
"Magnificent! Absol, respond to the catalyst! Mega Evolve!"
Aaron raised his fist, displaying a heavy, silver skull-ring woven into his glove, inside of which a pristine Key Stone was embedded.
Columns of pure, unadulterated dark energy surged into the ring, triggering a massive, volatile manifestation of black evolutionary light that completely isolated the center of the field.
"I recall the intelligence reports stating that Aaron possesses an exceptionally rare affinity for the Aura of Absolute Malice," Chief Sky observed, a genuine flash of scientific curiosity lighting up his eyes.
"The fact that his personal malice can interface directly with a standard Key Stone to project a black evolutionary cocoon is an anomaly our research laboratories have yet to catalog."
"Julie, the moment this circuit concludes, issue a formal executive invitation to Aaron to report to the central research branch. I want an itemized breakdown of how a corrupted psychological aura alters the baseline frequencies of a Mega Transformation."
Before Julie could log the directive, the black shell erupted as Mega Absol tore through the dark veil.
In this advanced configuration, the disaster predator adopted an imposing, Sphinx-like profile. Its muscular structure had expanded significantly, and the plush white fur along its shoulders had flared upward into two massive, wing-like plumes—though they remained structurally incapable of flight.
Long, silken white tresses trailed from its crown, completely masking its left eye, while the oval marking on its forehead had inverted into a sharp, geometric triangle.
Mega Absol could fan its wing-plumes to project a crushing, high-potency Pressure field capable of breaking the willpower of lesser entities; a common human standing within its radius could suffer localized neural shock from sheer dread. At that moment, the white beast radiated a cold, black luminescent aura crinkling with jagged arcs of dark static current.
"Lethal. Mega Absol, unleash Dark Pulse!"
The beast unhinged its jaws, condensing a dense orb of absolute shadow before launching a towering, multi-layered pillar of jet-black energy straight at the mechanical insect.
Ditto reacted with flawless mechanical execution. The rocket propulsion arrays on its chassis flared, venting blinding trails of blue flame as it carved a tight, hyper-velocity arc through the airspace to cleanly slip past the Dark Pulse.
The dark beam impacted the rear boundary wall, triggering a massive concussive explosion that threw up a violent wall of debris and wind pressure.
Ditto hovered effortlessly within the gale, its aerodynamic stabilization fins compensating for the turbulence with absolute mechanical ease.
Seeing its opening salvo evaded so cleanly, Mega Absol let out a sharp, infuriated shriek. The black light wrapping its hide split into dozens of compressed Shadow Balls, launching a multi-angle artillery barrage to saturate Ditto's flight path.
Suddenly, Ditto's mechanical chassis underwent an immediate structural reorganization. Six separate, hyper-compressed cannon barrels deployed across its dorsal plating.
Solar Beam, Flamethrower, Thunderbolt, Ice Beam, Hydro Pump, and Air Slash.
The six distinct elemental arts converged into a singular, blinding beam of composite plasma, completely vaporizing the incoming Shadow Balls in a single, sweeping liquidation.
The sky tore open with continuous explosions, sending waves of jagged black static current raining down across the concrete turf.
The maneuver was an intentional trap. The clever Mega Absol had structurally modified its Shadow Balls; the moment they were disrupted by the laser matrix, the black electricity woven into their cores was engineered to scatter across the environment rather than dissipate.
"Magnificent! You fell right into our grid, Feng Che!" Aaron roared, a twisted smirk returning to his lips.
"Those black currents operate on a specialized electromagnetic frequency that acts like a directional magnet. As your Ditto continues to navigate this airspace, the static charge will continuously adhere to its metallic hull until its chassis grows far too heavy to sustain lift!"
"Surrender your token gracefully, boy! Absol, crush it with maximum Shadow Ball!"
A colossal, multi-meter-wide sphere of concentrated darkness roared out of Absol's maw, hurtling toward the mechanical bug.
Sensing the electromagnetic drag from the black static currents beginning to compound across its titanium armor plates, locking its stabilizers, Ditto adjusted its parameters.
"Ditto, shift format—Naganadel, Abyssal Crystal Matrix!"
The mechanical insect unraveled instantly, its cellular structure liquefying before formatting into a colossal, hyper-sleek iteration of the Poison-type Ultra Beast, Naganadel.
Layers of shimmering, deep violet-red crystalline armor coated its slender, skeletal chassis. It appeared predatory and dangerously lean, its skull-like facial plates radiating a chilling, extraterrestrial malice as waves of dense Dragon and Poison-type energy rolled off its wings.
"The boy's Ditto must have thoroughly scanned the Naganadel specimens cultivated by Hanzo Shura during the island breach to lock down a transformation of this fidelity," Chief Sky noted, a trace of regret coloring his voice. "It truly is a shame those Ultra Beasts scattered and broke containment during the arrest; our conservation gardens could have cultivated an exceptional lineage from those strains."
To permanently eliminate the risk of the World League attempting to legally requisition his personal Naganadel reserves for institutional research, Feng Che had proactively instructed Mewtwo to systematically scrub and rewrite Hanzo Shura's neural memory banks during his interrogation.