"Darmanitan, use Flamethrower!"
"Conkeldurr, use Brick Break!"
"Sigilyph, use Hurricane!"
Damon launched a desperate, relentless offensive press. He was fiercely determined to disrupt Feng Che's micro-execution and halt the grand transfer of the Dragon Pulse vectors.
Yet, every single wave of the incoming kinetic payload was flawlessly intercepted and obliterated by Jirachi.
The Wish Pokémon acted as a bottomless biological vacuum, execution a massive, high-efficiency suction that devoured the uncompressed geological mass. Immense torrents of runaway earth energy continuously funneled straight into Jirachi's internal core, causing its pristine chassis to ignite with an incandescent, blinding glare.
As my theoretical models forecasted—if a monumental reservoir of raw energy can be successfully funneled into its system, a Jirachi flaunting verified wish tags commands the structural authority to unseal its tertiary capability, Feng Che analyzed smoothly, his sharp gaze locking onto the Wish Pokémon.
He watched as Jirachi's long-dormant True Eye slowly slid open across its midsection.
If this specialized focal eye could be fully saturated with siphoned telluric mass, Feng Che would gain the baseline capability to manifest an exceptionally profound, near-omnipotent conceptual wish. He fully resolved to archive this mechanic as an absolute, definitive trump card for his global operations.
"Superb work. Thanks to Jirachi's capacity to anchor the Dragon Pulse multi-hit tax, my personal pathways have been completely emancipated from the containment loop," Feng Che noted with a trace of deep relief.
Leaving the Light Stone, Dark Stone, and the central technological control core safely suspended in their alignment tracks, he smoothly stepped out from the primary interface line. Catastrophic torrents of purple telluric gas continued to bleed profusely into Jirachi's aura without a single micro-second of interruption.
"Now—the timeline has shifted. It is officially my hour to systematically dismantle your line, Damon."
Confronting the multi-angled assault of Damon's three augmented partners, Feng Che calmly mobilized his vanguard.
Greninja smoothly unhinged its jaws to expel a hyper-compressed Hydro Pump. The torrential, high-velocity pillar of water instantly vaporized and extinguished the oncoming Flare Blitz. Concurrently, Corviknight crossed its steel wings to execute a sweeping Air Cutter, the cutting wind blades cleanly bisecting and neutralizing the howling Hurricane mid-air. Incineroar stepped cleanly into Conkeldurr's brawling lane, locking its arms to execute a brutal Darkest Lariat that flawlessly anchored and shattered the incoming Brick Break.
"No mortal holds the parameters required to stall my advance!"
"No one shall bar my right to rule as the supreme leader of the People of the Vale!" Damon's features twisted into a feral scowl, a manic, desperate glint flashing across his pupils.
"Damon, have your visual tracking sensors completely failed to log the absolute, agonizing trauma crippling Victini?!" N roared across the terrace, his tone dripping with acute disgust. "Sever this corrupt layout before your insanity overextends past the point of return!"
"If realigning the valley demands the terminal sacrifice of Victini, my house will gladly write off its asset parameters without a single micro-second of hesitation!" Damon hissed through gritted teeth, his tone absolute.
"An exceptionally cold-blooded creature," Feng Che remarked flatly, his voice chillingly calm.
"My people have been left to drift as scattered, landless refugees across the global order for countless centuries! Across this precise campaign, my hands have finally engineered a blueprint to assemble their lineages under one banner—I refuse to permit their expectations to fracture now!" A trace of acute, internal conflict flashed across Damon's eyes, yet his stubborn pride forcefully overrode the warning blocks. He had to see this layout through to fruition; otherwise, the fragile political unity he had painstakingly secured would instantly dissolve into pieces.
"My deepest professional apologies... Victini." Damon cast a brief, cold glance toward the control core.
"As for your line—though your encryption profile remains anonymous to my databases, and your baseline caliber is undeniably immense, I possess zero statistical probability of losing this war. Not when I fight for the legacy of the Vale!"
Victini's core systems violently bottlenecked under the forced extraction loop, its small vessel discharging an unprecedented, towering volcano of iridescent energy. The volatile Victory Flames expanded at a manic velocity, literally setting the structural chassis of the massive Sword of the Vale castle entirely ablaze with roaring, spectral fire.
"Damon, you truly project a masterfully disgusting, self-righteous posturing," Feng Che sneered coolly, shaking his head. "Allowing my vanguard to smoothly finalize the realignment of these leylines yields perfect ecological multi-hits for the region. I cannot begin to parse what primitive calculation drives your intellect to continuously block the suppression of this earth fury."
"Greninja, Incineroar, Corviknight—terminate all operational restraint. Break their core cells immediately."
Following Feng Che's definitive order, his three vanguard assets fired up their primary output loops.
During the initial phase of the exchange, Feng Che had been forced to serve as the baseline biological medium to ground the Dragon Pulse, rendering his lines entirely passive under Damon's press. Now that his god-tier laborer, Jirachi, had stabilized the containment vacuum, he was completely unmoored to deploy absolute military metrics.
"My partners are actively saturated under the absolute blessing metrics of the Victory Star ability! Dismantling their lines will not be an unchallenging task for your forces!" Damon countered with supreme confidence.
I have indexed the precise forensic logs governing Victini's unique biology, Feng Che calculated silently, a cold smile playing on his lips. The Victory Star capability permits it to telekinetically funnnel the Victory Flames to supercharge the offensive damage variables of any partner it validates.
However, the hidden mechanical loophole dictates that the exact millisecond those augmented partners are cleanly knocked out on the field, Victini's own vital indicators sustain a severe, cascading statistical decay.
The moment Victini's core reserves hit absolute zero, your administrative leverage over this fortress will drop to nothing, Damon.
Greninja smoothly unclenching its webbed digits, launching an infinite barrage of razor-sharp Water Shurikens across the combat lane. Conkeldurr frantically crossed its massive three-meter concrete pillars in a defensive guard, letting out a deep, resonant roar. Yet, the sheer kinetic velocity of the fluid blades effortlessly sliced the concrete structures into fine gravel, the crescent arcs cutting cleanly through its skin to draw deep trails of blood.
Concurrently, Incineroar locked its gaze onto Darmanitan, unhinging its jaws to unleash a torrential, white-hot Flamethrower. The blinding column of concentrated fire wreathed the ape in severe thermal trauma, forcing the beast to break its stance as it scrambled frantically across the permafrost to clear the line of fire.
Up along the high lane, Corviknight deployed its hyper-tensile talons, executing a high-velocity dive to securely lock Sigilyph's wings within a crushing, iron-hard mechanical grip. Dragging the psychic proxy straight out of the sky, it ruthlessly ground its chassis along the pulverized stone floor in a brutal display of close-quarters dominance.
"Phenomenal work, Corviknight. A masterfully executed grounding loop," Feng Che praised, lightly clapping his hands.
The verbal validation caused Incineroar and Greninja to trade a sharp, highly competitive look.
Determined to outpace its peer's execution metrics, Incineroar wreathed its entire muscular torso in a roaring mantle of white-hot fire, vaulting forward to execute a devastating Flare Blitz straight through the wounded Conkeldurr. Greninja concurrently synthesized a massive fleet of high-pressure Hydro Pumps, the torrential water columns converging from separate vectors to completely submerge Darmanitan.
The twin chimeras, despite carrying the augmented parameters of the Victory Flames, saw their structural defenses collapse instantly under the raw weight of the assault, both assets crashing heavily onto the floor where their vital signs buckled into a dead faint.
The precise micro-second the three auxiliary lines were systematically neutralized, Victini's core reserves bottomed out under the mechanical feedback loop.
Its small vessel violently slipped from the control中枢's interface, its consciousness fracturing as it plummeted toward the terrace floor. N smoothly extended his arms, catching the tiny Mythical Pokémon securely against his chest.
Sensing Damon's cognitive alignment fracture under the sudden wave of profound psychological shock, Feng Che focused his high-tier psychic authority, seamlessly planting a permanent Psychic Tracking Mark deep within the man's subconscious mind.
"Feng Che... Victini's internal capacitors are completely drained; it no longer commands the data required to pilot this mechanical facility," N reported, his breath ragged as he looked up. "I request your line to telekinetically steer this Sword of the Vale castle down into the pre-calculated grounding slots I mapped out."
Right on the cue of his speech, N's own eyes suddenly widened, a wave of acute, blinding vertigo and searing neural pain violently tearing through his cognitive centers.
Seizing the precise millisecond the young king's internal defenses dropped, Mewtwo smoothly executed its tracking protocols from the shadows, securely embedding an identical Psychic Tracking Mark deep within N's cerebral pathways.
His motor functions buckling under the sudden neural shock, N's grip faltered, and his frame slipped past the balcony edge to plummet toward the lower levels alongside Victini.
Yet, before his vessel could impact the ground, Jirachi smoothly manipulated its newly amplified psychic parameters, weaving a dense mantle of blue telekinetic light to catch N in a flawless, low-velocity deceleration field. Victini bounced gently off his chest to land securely atop Jirachi's crown. Jirachi immediately funneled a streamlined, gentle current of filtered Dragon Pulse mass straight into the Victory Pokémon's cells to revitalize its vital indices.
With a massive, earth-shaking rumble, the gargantuan Sword of the Vale fortress slowly descended along the pre-programmed tracking slots, its master anchors locking securely back into the geological leyline hubs. Saturated under the definitive grounding protocol, the volatile, runaway mass of the Dragon Pulse systematically settled back into a state of absolute, serene stillness.
Down along the lower perimeters, Venusaur was executing its final optimization loops. Driven by its tireless natural curation, the once parched, desolate basin floor rapidly erupted into a dense, breathtakingly beautiful ecosystem carpeted in thousands of vibrant wild flowers and lush green grasses. Towering networks of rich woodland trees smoothly broke through the soil, reclaiming the valley under a dense canopy of life.
The thousands of scattered People of the Vale gathered along the periphery let out a succession of ecstatic, thunderous cheers, their hearts overflowing with profound joy. Damon smoothly unmounted his Sigilyph, stepping down from the castle terrace to clear the perimeter.
"Damon! You successfully saw the campaign through to fruition! You have systematically forced the chaotic dragon veins back to absolute perfection!"
"You stand as the absolute, definitive Grand Hero governing the lineage of the People of the Vale!"
"Damon, my heart overflows with absolute pride for your achievement!"
Damon's biological mother and younger sister rapidly closed the distance, wrapping him in an embrace as they celebrated his historic triumph.
"My deepest gratitude to every single lineage gathered here. Saturated under your unwavering validation and unified efforts, I have successfully restored this desolated, god-forsaken valley back to absolute paradise," Damon announced to the crowds, his posture regal.
Meanwhile, back amidst the shadow layers of the facility, Feng Che and N quietly slipped past the guard lines, disappearing from the Sword of the Vale unnoticed.
"Feng Che... across the variables of this specific campaign, my tactical layouts sustained an absolute defeat. Moving forward, my hand shall operate strictly to the letters of your administrative directives, systematically restricting Team Plasma's operational parameters to stay within your designated lines," N stated quietly, straddling the spine of the Vast White Dragon as they soared through the high clouds.
"N, my macro-calculus dictates a vastly different destination for your caliber: I require your intellect to serve as my premier executive assistant," Feng Che responded flatly, his gaze locking onto the young king.
"My strategy demands your ascension as the next permanent, undisputed League Champion of the Unova region. Your analytical tracking should have long since cleanly flagged the absolute scale of my ambitions."
"Juxtaposed against Iris's current mechanical pacing, your profile is status-aligned to manage the regional throne with infinitely higher efficiency."
"My personal preferences still gravitate strictly toward a free, unmoored existence across the wild spaces," N answered slowly, a thoughtful expression coloring his features.
"However... since this requirement stems from your definitive directive, I resolve to lend my hand to seamlessly govern the administrative matrix of the Unova region alongside your shadow empire."
"After all... this expanse of earth remains the absolute cradle that birthed and nurtured my life line."