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The titanic golden fist phantoms slammed heavily into Regidrago, but the continuous, high-voltage kinetic force was completely anchored and absorbed by the Dragon Orb Pokémon's unyielding crystalline armor.
Regidrago threw its massive, dragon-skull arms back, unleashing a devastating, primordial roar that shook the structural pillars of the laboratory. The sheer acoustic weight of the dragon cry manifested as a visible shockwave, slamming dead-center into the cybernetic Zeraora clones.
Trapped under the kinetic trauma, the clones felt as if they had been struck head-on by a speeding automobile, their bodies violently launched backward to crash heavily across the cleanroom floors. Yet, despite sustaining catastrophic internal injuries, the empty puppets unmasked their hyper-vicious breeding.
Baring their fangs, they dragged their shattered frames back to their feet. Even with their forelimbs heavily fractured and twisting at unnatural angles, they continuously launched themselves back into the fray, relentlessly clawing at Regidrago's defenses.
"The baseline stability parameters on these single-use expendables truly fall short of my calculations," Colress remarked, his expression freezing with absolute, clinical detachment.
Feng Che calmly tracked the combat layout, watching as several Zeraora clones overextended their cellular modifications, their physical flesh violently rupturing mid-charge into charred fragments of carbonized tissue.
"As I noted, they are merely broken, residual prototypes. Their systemic lifespan metrics are exceptionally brief, sustaining baseline function for a mere few months at most." Colress coolly logged the terminal degradation metrics into his database before setting his master tablet down.
"Now, prepare your senses to witness the absolute apex of my cybernetic craftsmanship."
"Behold the false deity I have engineered. Though its cellular lifespan is likewise highly restricted, extracting your vital signs with its parameters will be child's play."
Colress swiped a command matrix across his terminal. Instantly, a gargantuan, reinforced stasis vault rose aggressively through the center of the laboratory floor. Submerged within the premium, glowing nutrient fluids was an exceptionally massive Lapras.
Yet, its anatomy completely transcended standard species parameters. Resembling a heavily armored, evolutionary tier of a Lapras, its smooth back was entirely encrusted by a jagged fortress of razor-sharp permafrost spires. Furthermore, its webbed forelimbs had mutated, sprouting massive, obsidian-hard dragon claws designed for rendering flesh.
"This specialized specimen was engineered by extracting the baseline genetic matrix of a standard Lapras and splicing it with the volatile legacy sequences harvested from Kyurem's cells," Colress boasted, his voice rich with scientific arrogance. "The raw elemental output it can manifest is staggering. Though its cellular clock is ticking down rapidly, it will serve as an excellent plaything to tear your lines apart."
Feng Che's sharp gaze instantly locked onto a heavy metallic control collar ringed tightly around the mutated Lapras's skull—the exact same neural-link device Colress utilized to pilot his puppets.
"Excellent. Initiate neural awakening—Lapras!"
A massive surge of high-voltage electricity violently discharged from the collar, the painful current explicitly stimulating Lapras's neural network to force an instantaneous awakening.
The Transport Pokémon's heavy eyelids snapped open, revealing a pair of wild, blood-red eyes completely saturated with mindless fury. Glaring venomously at Feng Che, it violently swiped its massive dragon claws across the reinforced glass of its containment pod. With a loud, structural crack, the heavy panel shattered into a thousand flying shards, a massive deluge of glowing nutrient fluid flooding across the floor.
Anchoring its heavy forelimbs onto the wet tiles, Lapras lunged smoothly out from the broken vault, its dripping, mutated frame radiating an absolute-zero chill.
"Go, Lapras! Terminate Feng Che right where he stands!" Colress commanded, a cruel, cold smile warping his features behind his sleek glasses.
"If genetic replication is the game we are playing, I shall gladly permit you to audit a specimen engineered under my own direction," Feng Che countered unhurriedly. "Show them your parameters—Zeraora!"
Feng Che clapped his hands with a sharp crack. The localized space-time fabric rippled with a distortion wave as a pitch-black Zeraora bounded smoothly out from the dimensional rift.
Its entire frame was blanketed in a sleek, midnight-black pelt closely mirroring the aesthetic of Zekrom, accented by a network of glowing, deep-blue lightning runes that pulsed dynamically across its muscle groups.
"A Zeraora synthesized by sequencing the core genetic legacy of Zekrom?! You... You were the masked phantom who violently breached my secondary vaults years ago?!" Colress shrieked, his composure fracturing instantly as his face flushed with pure rage.
The memories of that catastrophic operational failure rushed back—the hour his most heavily funded, prized genetic asset had been clinically harvested from right under his nose. Small world, indeed.
"Hmph. A specimen of that caliber must share the exact same cellular degradation flaws as my own; it cannot possibly sustain its vital signs for long," Colress muttered, forcing his panic down as he steeled his gaze. "No matter. I hold an infinite reservoir of raw genetic material; synthesizing duplicates is child's play for my intellect. Lapras, break that black beast!"
Lapras unhinged its massive jaws, expelling a colossal torrent of absolute-zero frost. The freezing front roared across the facility, the reinforced floor instantly encrusting with a massive matrix of jagged permafrost spires that aggressively thrust upward from the ground.
The dark Zeraora drew a deep breath, its silhouette instantly dissolving into a high-speed streak of pitch-black light. Moving at a manic velocity, it effortlessly weaved through the frozen field, its fists pulsing with golden kinetic arcs as it shattered every oncoming ice spire into fine dust.
"Plasma Fists... How on earth can its kinetic fluidity and reflex loops be this remarkably developed?!" Colress breathed in sheer awe, his scientific obsession completely overriding his fury. "This data is priceless! System, map and scan its structural motion vectors immediately!" he shouted into the vacant airspace.
A cold, automated synthesized female voice instantly echoed from the overhead acoustic arrays: "Understood, Dr. Colress. Commencing full-spectrum infrared tracking and behavioral scanning now."
Thousands of red laser grids instantly crisscrossed the laboratory, painting the combatants in a web of light. Colress's fingers flew across his tablet, rapidly generating complex, real-time algorithmic models of the black beast's muscular output.
"Superb! Maintain the scan—I require first-hand baseline parameters! Lapras, use Ice Blade!"
Three colossal, crescent-shaped blades of solid permafrost manifested along Lapras's claws. With a sharp flick of its limb, the ice blades transformed into a blinding, pale-blue arc of kinetic energy that shrieked straight toward Zeraora.
Zeraora slammed its foot heavily against the bedrock, launching itself high into the upper reaches of the facility. Drawing another deep breath, it threw a rapid barrage of punches down from its elevated position, the high-velocity fist winds generating independent golden shockwaves that violently pulverized the oncoming ice blades into harmless snow dust.
"Phenomenal! These data matrices are flawless!"
The chief scientist, who had originally coordinated this ambush to execute Feng Che, had now fallen entirely and hopelessly into the manic thrill of harvesting pristine, unprecedented scientific data.
A text-book definition of a mad scientist, Feng Che thought, tracking Colress's fanatical behavior. Yet, he knew that Colress's capacity to achieve such staggering breakthroughs within the realm of genetic sequencing was fueled precisely by this absolute, unhinged focus.
If I can successfully rewrite his loyalty parameters and pull him under my hand, before subsequently absorbing the primary research syndicates operating across the Kalos region... our sovereign empire's capabilities within the fields of Pokémon cloning and genetic splicing will comfortably anchor the absolute global vanguard, Feng Che calculated smoothly, stroking his chin.
"Lapras, use Avalanche!" Colress bellowed, his eyes wide with mania.
Lapras exhaled an immense column of cryogenic air toward the high ceiling, the freezing vapors rapidly condensing in midair to form a colossal, hanging ice mountain that dominated the upper airspace. With a deafening structural crack, the massive glacial mass dropped, barreling straight down toward Zeraora's position.
"Zeraora, maximize your parameters—shatter it with full-power Plasma Fists!" Feng Che commanded.
Zeraora's entire physical vessel was instantly cocooned within a roaring vortex of pitch-black electricity. The massive electrical currents slammed dead-center into the descending glacier, a sequence of thunderous explosions rocking the laboratory walls. Under the high-frequency impact of the Plasma Fists, the gargantuan ice mountain was violently fractured, the residual chunks systematically vaporized and melted into liquid water before they could even touch the floor.
"Plasma Fists stands as an ultimate technique that places a staggering drain on a Pokémon's baseline stamina metrics!" Colress interjected, adjusting his glasses as he stepped forward, his tone rich with absolute academic hunger. "Yet, your Zeraora's residual stamina indicators show near-zero degradation after executing that scale of output! How did you bypass the energy-taxation laws?!"
"The mechanics are quite straightforward," Feng Che answered smoothly, tossing a thread of knowledge to the starving mind. "My Zeraora integrates the sequenced genetics of Zekrom. This allows its cells to passively and unconsciously siphon any stray electrical arcs bleeding into the immediate airspace."
"In simpler terms, it continuously re-absorbs the very current it expels during combat. By utilizing its internal bio-electricity to systematically stimulate its muscle tissue, it triggers short-term, high-efficiency cell division."
"This reduces its net energy consumption to a statistical minimum—a specialized layout I have designated as the Perpetual Motion Mode. Saturated within an environment heavily charged with ambient electricity—such as a central power plant—its combat parameters will scale to an absolute, unmanageable apex." Feng Che explained to the desperate seeker.
"I see... I see! Feng Che, your raw intuitive genius within the fields of genetic architecture is peerless!" Colress cried out, a deeply fanatical, dangerous glint flashing across his eyes as he fixed a possessive glare upon the youth.