Pokémon: My Titles Know No Limits! [452]

Lysandre stared at August and Sabrina in bewilderment.

He could reluctantly accept that Archer had been August’s disguise, but the fact that Giovanni was also an imposter exceeded his understanding completely.

Though Lysandre couldn't grasp how this had happened, he knew exactly what it meant for him now.

His confusion gradually darkened into cold determination. With a raise of his hand, the surrounding Team Flare members quickly drew their Pokéballs and encircled August.

However…

August, seeing the hesitant and clearly intimidated Team Flare members, looked at Lysandre with amusement. "Are you seriously hoping to trap me with them?"

These same Team Flare members had barely managed to handle a single Yveltal earlier.

Did Lysandre really expect them to deal with him?

Lysandre didn't reply, merely glaring darkly at August. Of course he knew August was right.

He knew perfectly well these subordinates stood no chance against August.

But Lysandre had nowhere left to retreat!

All his effort, all his ambition, was invested in this base!

“Gyarados!”

Lysandre threw out a Pokéball, and Gyarados appeared in the hall, charging fiercely toward August.

“Pyroar!”

Pyroar assisted from the side, blasting scorching flames toward August.

“Mienshao!”

The agile Mienshao let out a strange cry, instantly blurring into motion, lunging directly at August himself.

At the same time, the Team Flare trainers coordinated with Lysandre, launching attacks simultaneously.

In an instant, chaos erupted in the hall.

August signaled Sabrina to handle the Team Flare grunts.

Facing three Pokémon rushing at him, and seeing the desperate determination in Lysandre’s eyes, August knew Lysandre had grown desperate.

But…

“Will desperation alone be enough?”

August snapped his fingers casually.

Immediately, Lysandre saw the Persian that had been following "Giovanni" flicker strangely, suddenly shifting into…

August's expression darkened slightly at seeing "Gardevoir," who was currently examining its transformed appearance curiously.

He hadn't expected Mew to mimic Gardevoir’s form.

Mew, aren’t you afraid of being "strictly disciplined" by Gardevoir later?

But Mew clearly wasn’t worried at all, playfully stretching out a hand while in Gardevoir’s guise.

Invisible psychic force surged forward, forcing the rampaging Gyarados aside, crashing it into the wall.

At the same time, Pyroar’s [Flamethrower] was effortlessly deflected.

However, despite Lysandre’s repeated humiliations at the hands of August and Yveltal, he was still a Champion-level trainer. Taking advantage of Mew’s distraction with Gyarados and Pyroar, Mienshao swiftly darted from the side, aiming a lightning-fast kick directly at August.

And August seemed completely unprepared.

Hope flickered in Lysandre’s eyes—if he could just take out August…

But no sooner had the thought formed, a heavy impact sounded.

BANG!

A red-and-blue Pokémon appeared out of nowhere, blocking Mienshao’s attack.

“Deoxys…” Lysandre ground his teeth.

Of course, he recognized the Pokémon that had once saved him from Rayquaza.

Yet now, Deoxys had become his enemy!

Without giving Lysandre time to react, Deoxys's body twisted, its ribbon-like arms reshaping into slender tendrils, binding Mienshao tightly.

A blue glow followed, immobilizing Mienshao completely with psychic power.

Before Deoxys’s overwhelming psychic abilities, the Fighting-type Mienshao stood no chance after its failed sneak attack.

Meanwhile, Mew was struggling against Mega Gyarados, unable to quickly subdue it.

“How embarrassing, Mew! I told you all that eating and sleeping without training would catch up with you eventually…” August whispered teasingly.

The Gardevoir-disguised Mew’s face flushed red with embarrassment.

Determined not to be looked down upon by August, Mew’s form suddenly shifted dramatically!

The next instant…

A majestic figure glowing with golden light appeared in the hall.

Arceus.

Instantly, the chaotic hall fell into stunned silence.

Everyone stared in shock at "Arceus."

Even knowing it was just Mew in disguise, the oppressive presence of Arceus was unmistakably terrifying.

Mew’s first action was a casual slam, easily sending Mega Gyarados crashing into the far wall without any resistance.

Gyarados fainted immediately.

Turning proudly toward August, Mew wore a smug expression.

However, in the next second, August’s voice drifted quietly to Mew’s ears:

“You know, Cogita’s pretty petty. You copied her form earlier; be careful she doesn't hold a grudge against you later…”

Mew’s confident expression froze instantly.

Her smugness vanished, replaced by anxious caution. Glancing nervously around the room, making sure Cogita wasn’t present, Mew hastily reverted to her original form, turning invisible and silently perching on August’s shoulder, pretending innocence.

She might not fear Gardevoir, but Cogita was someone Mew absolutely did not dare offend.

Sensing Mew’s nervousness through their psychic link, August smiled mischievously.

Standing nearby, Sabrina couldn’t help turning her head away from August’s antics.

Too shameless…

Can I pretend I don’t know August now?

With Mienshao and Gyarados defeated, Lysandre now only had Pyroar and his ever-loyal Honchkrow left.

Yet when August glanced at Lysandre, he noticed Lysandre wasn’t panicked.

Instead, Lysandre wore a confident smile.

“You were careless, August!” Lysandre declared triumphantly.

Lysandre didn’t even look at August, his eyes turning instead toward the Ultimate Weapon in the hall’s center.

“Even though it absorbed only a small amount of energy, it’s already reached the minimum threshold needed to activate…”

As Lysandre spoke, the Ultimate Weapon suddenly erupted with blinding light.

“That battle just now was merely to stall for time!” Lysandre laughed coldly. “The weapon’s been activated. Even at minimal power, it’s enough to defeat you! It’s all over now!”

He watched August carefully, eager to see panic or anxiety on his face.

Normally Lysandre wouldn’t stoop to such petty pleasures, but after being repeatedly manipulated by August, he desperately needed this satisfaction.

Yet he was disappointed—August’s expression didn’t waver at all.

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