Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [515]

The Forces of Nature's fierce performance clearly boosted the Shadow Triad’s confidence. Their initial fear faded, replaced by a newfound sense of assurance as they stared down August.

As elites directly under Ghetsis, their teamwork was honed to perfection through countless missions together.

With just a quick exchange of glances, their strategy formed instantly.

“Thundurus, [Electroweb]!”

Hovering atop its cloud, Thundurus swung its spiked tail sharply, electric sparks exploding as it wove a crackling net in midair.

At the same moment, Landorus and Tornadus sprang into action.

Landorus spread its muscular arms, stirring a searing sandstorm that whipped violently around the battlefield. Tornadus unleashed fierce winds from its tail, amplifying the sandstorm into a swirling tempest that swept indiscriminately toward August, Mewtwo, and Deoxys.

Watching this overwhelming attack, Black felt panic surge. “Boss!”

As a rookie Trainer, he’d never witnessed anything like this before.

August gave Black a calm, reassuring glance. Under Mew’s psychic shield, he regarded the coordinated assault of the legendary trio with mild amusement.

“You guys have guts.”

“Looks flashy, at least… but it’s only impressive on the surface.”

At those words, Mewtwo swiftly acted first.

Floating calmly in midair, Mewtwo conjured a spherical psychic barrier that effortlessly repelled both wind and sand. Facing the approaching [Electroweb], it casually raised a hand, gathering a [Shadow Ball] within its palm.

Then, Mewtwo gently pushed the [Shadow Ball] forward—

The orb, dark as a black hole, collided violently with the incoming electric net.

Boom!

Shadow energy exploded outward from the impact, sending powerful shockwaves rippling through the air. The Forces of Nature defensively raised their arms, momentarily distracted.

In that split-second opening, Speed-forme Deoxys saw its chance.

[Extreme Speed]

Deoxys disappeared instantly, leaving only blurred afterimages, and reappeared directly behind the legendary trio.

Its form twisted fluidly, switching swiftly into Attack Forme, psychic energy surging through its sharpened tentacles.

Sensing imminent danger behind them, the trio’s instincts screamed to evade. Tornadus blasted powerful air currents from its tail, rocketing away at incredible speed. Thundurus, lightning crackling around its body, rapidly retreated as well.

But Landorus, slower and half a beat behind, was left helpless.

By the time it realized the danger, escape was impossible.

Deoxys struck ruthlessly, stabbing its psychic-infused tentacles into Landorus’s body, forcing a roar of agony from the Pokémon.

All of this happened in a mere instant, far exceeding human perception. The Shadow Triad barely registered Landorus being skewered.

“Damn it!” They hurriedly prepared to command Thundurus and Tornadus to counterattack, but before they could even speak, Mewtwo swung its psychic spoon, extending it dramatically. Gripping it with both hands, Mewtwo swung as if batting a baseball—

Wham!

Tornadus flew back faster than it had fled, slamming into Landorus, leaving both stunned.

Deoxys didn’t waste the offered opportunity, quickly wrapping Tornadus’s neck in its tentacles, immobilizing it.

Mewtwo turned slowly, its gaze locking onto Thundurus. Panicked, Thundurus immediately tried to put distance between them—but it hadn’t noticed Hoopa’s mischievous smile.

Hoopa tossed out a golden ring, forming a portal directly behind Thundurus.

Backing rapidly away, Thundurus never saw it coming.

“Behind you!” The Shadow Triad shouted urgently, but it was too late.

Thundurus suddenly felt its surroundings blur, and when clarity returned, Deoxys loomed ominously before it.

It instinctively lashed out with lightning—but Deoxys was faster. Its tentacles lashed forward, capturing Thundurus and swiftly hurling it straight into the recovering Tornadus. The pair collided heavily, groaning as they collapsed into a dazed heap.

“You guys have guts.” August repeated casually.

In mere minutes, the situation had utterly reversed. Now the Shadow Triad, facing Deoxys casually holding the defeated trio, felt only despair.

How could anyone possibly be this strong?!

No longer arrogant, they trembled under August’s penetrating gaze.

“August! Team Plasma doesn't want trouble with you!” the Shadow Triad tried desperately.

August had been waiting to hear something amusing, but these words only disappointed him further. With a mocking gaze, he sneered:

“Team Plasma doesn't want trouble? Wasn’t it your group buying online hit-pieces to smear me?”

“You’re too young for memory loss, aren't you?”

The Triad fell silent, internally cursing Ghetsis’s shortsighted actions. Blacklisting August online hadn’t just failed—it had spectacularly backfired. But now wasn’t the time to dwell on past miscalculations.

They had a crucial mission. The Dark Stone needed to reach N.

“We sincerely apologize for our past actions. We wish for reconciliation.”

August shook his head disdainfully. “That’s all you’ve got? I’m disappointed.”

Before they could react, August snapped his fingers. Hoopa eagerly leapt forward, wielding a bat, and vanished through a ring. Seconds later, darkness claimed all three Triad members.

Black stared in awe.

Is this what Boss August’s strength is like?!

August seemed to read his thoughts. “Not exactly… They’re just three nobodies. Hardly worth my full power.”

Black’s respect only deepened, his determination to grow stronger reinforced.

Hoopa eagerly rummaged through the Triad’s belongings, triumphantly retrieving three Ultra Balls and a mysterious black stone radiating an eerie aura.

“August! Hoopa found good stuff!” Hoopa proudly offered the loot.

Taking them, August briefly ignored the Poké Balls, carefully inspecting the Dark Stone instead.

“So, this is Zekrom’s relic stone—the key to its revival battle?”

It looked utterly ordinary, aside from its faint aura. Tossed into coal, it’d vanish completely unnoticed.

Under Black’s shocked gaze, August casually tossed him the Dark Stone, then turned to Deoxys holding the defeated legendary trio. Smiling faintly, August toyed with their Ultra Balls.

“Now, let’s discuss my compensation for emotional distress.”

The Forces of Nature stared dumbfounded.

We were the ones getting beaten! Why are we paying for your emotional distress?!

August replied evenly, “Fighting you was exhausting, you know.”

They’d never met a human like this.

But as defeated Pokémon, arguing was pointless. Whatever August said was now law.

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When N finally arrived, he only found the ravaged battlefield, destroyed trees, and shattered rocks scattered everywhere. Standing quietly, he reconstructed the battle in his mind.

Behind him, Team Rocket’s trio whispered conspiratorially:

“It sure looks like it…”

“Definitely…”

“Looks like they met August…”

N overheard and turned sharply. “You said they met August?”

Caught, the trio straightened awkwardly, feigning innocence. Yet under N’s curious gaze, Jessie eventually admitted:

“We were guessing the Shadow Triad met August.”

“Only August could cause this kind of destruction,” James confirmed solemnly.

N pondered this deeply.

August again…

He’d grown increasingly curious about August. Recently, the name appeared everywhere:

Online: a genius Trainer, youngest World Champion, beloved by millions.

Father’s warnings: a dangerous obstacle, the enemy of Team Plasma’s ideals.

Forums: a Pokémon lover, rumored to have an especially close relationship with his Gardevoir.

N’s curiosity only intensified.

Turning to the trio, N asked suddenly, “What kind of person do you think August is?”

Surprised by the sudden question, Team Rocket exchanged glances.

Jessie hesitated briefly, then admitted, “An extremely powerful, genius International Police officer.”

James grudgingly added, “Though I hate to admit it, he’s someone you just can't hate.”

Meowth concluded, “Exactly, meow!”

Rather than criticize, they praised August—after all, Giovanni himself had been captured by August. Disparaging him would insult their boss’s dignity.

Unbeknownst to any of them, a small listening device hidden nearby transmitted every word to August, who smiled faintly.

Black eyed him curiously. “Boss August, what’re you smiling at?”

“I'm just amused by how some villains aren’t even as self-aware as comic relief characters.” August nudged the bound Shadow Triad impatiently. “I’m talking about you. Move it!”

They glared but remained silent.

August raised an eyebrow. “Got a problem?”

Instantly they forced reluctant smiles, swallowing their resentment.

Back at Driftveil Gym, Clay had just finished repairing the elevator, clearly spurred by his recent defeat. Seeing August return with the captured Shadow Triad, Clay froze in shock.

Checking his watch, he confirmed barely half an hour had passed since August’s departure.

He’d apprehended the attackers in under 30 minutes—Clay couldn’t describe his astonishment.

“As your guest, I’ll leave their punishment to you,” August said casually.

Clay felt an immediate affinity for August. “I’ll ensure they tell us everything.”

His cold glare sent the Shadow Triad shivering, roles suddenly reversed.

With that settled, August turned to Black. “Where are Nate and Looker?”

Just as Black began answering, footsteps sounded urgently from outside.

August glanced up to see Nate, Looker, and White rushing in, dragging several tied-up Team Plasma members.

“August?!”

August eyed their prisoners. “What’s going on here?”

“These Plasma grunts plotted sabotage at the Cold Storage,” Looker explained quickly. “Black, are you alright?”

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