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The countless Poison Stings, fine as cattle hair, bloomed in the air like a torrential storm of pear blossoms.
"Alolan Ninetales, use Icy Wind!"
Alolan Ninetales exhaled a sweeping gust of absolute-zero frost from its jaws. Instantly, the dense swarm of venomous needles was frozen solid into brittle ice chunks, clattering harmlessly onto the stone floor.
"Curse it... Curse it! Curse it!"
Vespiquen spat the word three times in a row, her face contorted with rage. She quickly realized that her specialized assassination parameters were completely useless against Feng Che.
"Hmph! The exact millisecond our paths cross again will mark the hour I harvest your life!"
Just as the assassin queen prepared to execute a high-speed retreat, she found her physical vessel entirely locked down, unable to move a single millimeter. Thousands of pitch-black shadow tendrils erupted aggressively from her own silhouette, pinning her limbs to the bedrock.
Gengar emerged from the darkness, letting out a sharp, mocking cackle. This was its unique innate talent—Shadow Sneak combined with Shadow Tag.
Right at that critical second, Vespiquen caught sight of Insect Master rushing out from the clearing. A flash of frantic hope illuminated her eyes.
"Insect Master! Infiltrate the perimeter and break me out immediately!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.
However, the exact second her gaze met his, she caught only an absolute, bone-chilling coldness reflecting from his eyes. Her heart instantly sank as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her spine, plunging her into deep despair.
Insect Master stepped past her position, stopping before the youth to bow with deep deference. "Master," he greeted respectfully.
"A staggering turn of events, isn't it? Insect Master has been operating as my embedded mole inside the Pierce Insect Organization all this time," Feng Che remarked smoothly. "The exact intelligence logs detailing your calculated ambush here were transmitted to my terminal by his hand."
"Vespiquen, your line officially terminates today."
Feng Che calmly extended his finger, tapping it gently against Vespiquen's forehead. Instantly, an immense wave of psychic authority cascaded across her frame, flash-petrifying her physical vessel into an immovable stone statue.
"Once I claim absolute sovereignty over the Unova region, I shall systematically map out a definitive methodology to safely excise the invading spirit nesting inside my mother's body," Feng Che murmured flatly. "The ancestral records secured by grandmother Mishinko will likely yield a viable lead."
"Insect Master, return to the command structure of the Pierce Insect Organization and issue an absolute recall to gather every single active member."
"I intend to thoroughly absorb and restructure the organization, converting it into a primary tier of my sovereign shadow empire."
"Concurrently, coordinate a full-spectrum audit of the treasury assets held within your vaults. I have a grand administrative deployment for those funds."
As a highly notorious, top-tier syndicate of assassins, the Pierce Insect Organization had accumulated an immense ocean of liquid capital through decades of high-profile contracts. Following his ascension as the sovereign of Unova, Feng Che intended to aggressively revitalize the region's depressed baseline economic indices, a macro-campaign that would require a staggering amount of funding. Securing Vespiquen's vessel meant the absolute entirety of the syndicate's wealth had dropped straight into his hand.
As the official second-in-command of the organization, Insect Master prepared to access his terminal to coordinate the mandatory recall, but Feng Che smoothly raised his hand to stall the command.
"Hold on. We shall execute the assembly once I clear my current campaigns. Map out the precise geographical coordinates of your primary stronghold and forward the data to my terminal," Feng Che directed.
Insect Master rapidly routed the encrypted coordinate parameters straight to Feng Che's Holo Caster.
"Superb. The exact second Team Plasma falls beneath my hand, I shall coordinate a direct descent upon your base. Ensure a detailed organizational chart outlining every operative's personal data file is compiled for my review."
The moment the final syllable cleared his lips, Feng Che's form vanished from the vault via instantaneous Teleport.
A fraction of a second later, Feng Che materialized directly inside the absolute inner sanctum of Colress's central cybernetic laboratory.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"High-risk external intruder detected! Activating primary laboratory defensive matrices immediately!"
Even as Feng Che calmly surveyed the arrays of cloned specimens suspended inside the stasis vats, the facility's automated alert systems blared violently. Brilliant red klaxons flashed across the walls in a manic rhythm.
The laboratory researchers panicked, scrambling frantically to evacuate through the emergency escape rifts.
Alerted by the security breach, Colress rushed into the central bay, his eyes widening in pure shock as he caught sight of Feng Che standing completely unbothered at the absolute epicenter of his sanctuary.
"How on earth did Feng Che breach our spatial security arrays?! What parameters did he use to infiltrate this sector?!" Colress barked, violently grabbing the collar of a terrified researcher who had collapsed onto the floor mid-flight.
"He... he simply manifested out of thin air, sir! If the quantum anomaly sensors hadn't flagged an atmospheric density spike, our tracking units wouldn't have registered his coordinates at all!" the researcher stammered, his limbs trembling violently.
"Useless. Evacuate to a secure sector immediately," Colress snapped, tossing the scientist aside. The researcher scrambled away on all fours, desperately crawling through the cleanroom doors.
Colress calmly smoothed his lab coat, sliding both hands into his pockets to adopt a cool, imposing posture. "Elite Four Feng Che... if there is a path to heaven, you refuse to walk it, choosing instead to plunge straight into a laboratory I have so meticulously engineered for warfare," he sneered.
He clapped his hands together with a sharp crack. Instantly, the laboratory floor underwent a rapid structural transformation, row after row of highly sophisticated quantum instrumentation arrays retracting into subterranean safety vaults.
In their place, dozens of automated Gatling turrets rose aggressively from the floor, their heavy barrels locking onto Feng Che. Concurrently, a massive legion of cybernetic Zeraora stepped out from the pressurized holding bays. They bared their teeth, low, guttural growls echoing from their jaws as they fixed their cold, completely unfeeling beast-like eyes upon the youth.
Flanking their lines were hundreds of vicious Mightyena and Houndoom, their razor-sharp claws aggressively clawing at the stone floor until the reinforced tiles were marred by deep, jagged grooves.
"The localized airspace of my laboratory is blanketed by a specialized electromagnetic interference matrix," Colress gloated, his smile rich with scientific arrogance. "Under this field, every single one of your Poké Balls is completely locked down, barring you from deploying a single partner."
"The exact millisecond you perish in this sector, the Unova League will dissolve into complete administrative chaos. All units—Mightyena, Houndoom, use Flamethrower!"
Following his definitive directive, the Dark-type hounds roared concurrently, expelling a towering wall of intersecting fire columns.
Feng Che calmly raised his left palm, an immensely dense barrier of translucent psychic energy instantly manifesting before his frame to effortlessly anchor the incoming inferno.
"Ah... I completely overlooked the fact that you anchor the absolute pinnacle of human Psychic-type masters," Colress remarked, his expression freezing for a brief millisecond as a wave of acute irritation crossed his face. "However, my vanguard consists of an countless horde of Mightyena and Houndoom; your telepathy parameters won't save you."
Every single hound on the field possessed a primary Dark-type affinity, rendering them naturally immune to direct psychic assault.
"Mightyena, Houndoom, maintain maximum offensive pressure! Use Dark Pulse!" Colress bellowed.
A massive barrage of concentric, negative-energy ripples erupted from the hounds' maws, screaming through the air. Yet, right before the Dark Pulses could breach Feng Che's coordinates, his Gengar lunged violently out from his shadow.
Gengar unhinged its jaws to an impossible angle, cleanly swallowing the entirety of the Dark Pulse payload straight into its abyssal belly.
"My Gengar has anchored its vessel directly inside my shadow from the very beginning. I have zero requirement to access a Poké Ball to deploy its parameters," Feng Che countered with supreme disdain.
"Hmph! Let us see if your shadow can anchor a physical ballistic payload!"
Colress furiously inputted an alphanumeric sequence into his master wrist console. Instantly, the heavy automated Gatling turrets tracking Feng Che began to rotate their barrels at a manic velocity.
RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT!
A tremendous storm of heavy armor-piercing rounds tore through the air, chewing up the environment.
"These specialized munitions were engineered specifically to compromise high-level Psychic users, explicitly calibrated to violently puncture telekinetic barriers!" Colress laughed maniacally.
Yet, a fraction of a second before the rounds could breach his line, thousands of razor-sharp, steel-hard leaf feathers erupted violently from Feng Che's shadow, weaving an unyielding metallic storm that deflected and pulverized every incoming bullet.
"My apologies. I forgot to mention that my Hisuian Decidueye is securely nestled inside my shadow as well," Feng Che noted coolly.
Colress: "..."
"Zeraora brigade—execute him!"
Colress backed away to clear the combat lane, and the cybernetic Zeraora clones launched themselves forward like rabid beasts, hurtling toward Feng Che. Each clone's neck was locked within a specialized cybernetic control collar—the precise neural-link device Colress utilized to completely suppress their cognitive sanity, converting them into absolute, empty puppets bound to his hand.
"Zeraora, use Plasma Fists!"
Thousands of high-voltage, golden fist phantoms materialized in the air, the collective currents releasing a deafening, thunderous roar as they slammed down toward Feng Che's position.
"In that case, it is time to introduce my definitive secret asset."
"Come forth, Regidrago!"
By passing the locked-down Poké Balls entirely, Regidrago charged out directly from the spatial coordinates of Shaymin's Garden of Life.