Giovanni kept his hands in his pockets.
After taking a few steps inside, he stopped.
"Lambda, come here."
Giovanni's voice was distinctive—a slightly magnetic tone that carried the authority of a leader.
It left no room for argument.He thought that with his presence, Lambda no longer needed to be on edge, and could come to his side.
However.
Giovanni's voice echoed across the empty field.
No one responded.
The silence was so deep you could hear a pin drop.
Lambda stood obediently behind Akira, motionless like an extremely loyal guard.
When Giovanni called for him to come over, Lambda merely curled his lips into a faint, disdainful smirk.
In his eyes, the only person who could command him was Akira.
Who was Giovanni?
Irrelevant.
Seated on the throne, Akira watched Giovanni's frustrated expression with quiet amusement.
It felt rather satisfying—like he was some kind of big shot.
A flicker of surprise crossed Giovanni's face before his expression quickly returned to its usual indifference.
It never occurred to him that Lambda might be under someone else's control.
He simply assumed that Akira's intimidation was too overwhelming—or perhaps he had set some rule like "speak and I'll kill you," making Lambda too afraid to even move.
This young man must be quite formidable…
To make Lambda this terrified?
Giovanni's expression hardened slightly as he decided to take the situation seriously.
"Young man, barging into the Viridian Gym without reason and threatening my people like this…"
"Aren't you afraid of being hunted down by the League?"
Rather than attacking outright, Giovanni first tried to pressure Akira with words—while also probing his background.
If he had no backing, this would be easy to handle.
But if he had powerful connections, then Giovanni would need to reconsider his approach.
Akira scoffed.
"Giovanni~"
"To think you'd bring up the League so casually—that doesn't sound like something the leader of Team Rocket should say."
Giovanni's face darkened instantly.
This man knew his hidden identity.
Frankly, he wanted to eliminate him right then and there.
Anyone who knew his secret was a problem—and the best solution was to make them disappear.
But someone aware of his true identity likely had significant influence.
Tricky.
Seeing Giovanni's silence, Akira teased,
"You want to get rid of me now, but you're worried I might have some hidden cards or powerful backing?"
"Giovanni, don't bother trying to figure me out."
"Let me be honest—my background is an entire world standing behind me."
Akira said it half-jokingly.
Giovanni's expression didn't change. He dismissed the words as nonsense.
What kind of joke was this?
An entire world?
Did he mean the whole world was his backing?
How absurd. Was he the Creator God or something?
Giovanni scoffed at the idea.
Akira had no intention of explaining further.
He wasn't lying—he truly had an entire world supporting him.
Just not this Pokémon world.
But the Hunter world.
Possessing an entire world was one of his greatest assets!
Giovanni's voice turned cold.
"Spare me these childish lies. Today, you'll have to answer to me!"
"Otherwise, no matter who stands behind you, they won't be able to save your life."
Perhaps he had hidden himself too well.
Now even some unknown brat dared to strut around in front of him.
The Four Generations were already high-ranking executives of Team Rocket. Attacking Lambda was a direct insult to him.
And even after Giovanni personally showed up to offer a way out, this kid still refused to back down.
Rejecting kindness and inviting punishment.
With a cold snort, Giovanni casually tossed out several Poké Balls.
Bright flashes of light erupted.
Several fierce auras erupted on the battlefield, intense enough to freeze the blood of ordinary people and leave them paralyzed in terror.
"Roar!"
Aggron, Nidoking, and Beedrill appeared.
Three powerful SS-rank Pokémon in total.
Akira narrowed his eyes.
These were all Pokémon commonly used by Giovanni.
That Aggron had even delivered an impressive performance in the original storyline, defeating the Mythical Pokémon Deoxys.
These three were formidable even among SS-rank Pokémon, serving as Giovanni's main forces.
It seemed Giovanni wasn't underestimating him after their earlier conversation—he was going all out from the start.
This suited Akira just fine.
"Giovanni."
"You seem to be looking down on me a little too much~"
"I'll praise you for having the guts to make a move."
"But."
"That's the only thing I can praise you for."
The next moment, an overwhelmingly terrifying aura exploded from Akira's body, like a collapsing mountain.
Terrifying spectral figures began manifesting around him!
Giovanni's pupils constricted sharply.
What is this...?
Each spectral figure radiated an utterly horrifying presence!
They seemed to roar silently, their forms too dreadful to look at directly, as if embodying some great terror!
Every apparition could awaken primal fear in those who saw them.
An endless tide of malice surged forth, as if seeking to annihilate everything.
The intense pressure generated violent winds, stirring turbulence in the previously calm indoor space.
Giovanni's expression changed drastically.
His normally composed body trembled involuntarily.
Meanwhile, his Aggron, Nidoking, and Beedrill all sensed extreme unease.
He must have misjudged the situation!!
Such terrifying aura!
Just how powerful were these beings?!
Akira sat calmly on his throne, gazing at Giovanni with the detached look one might give an ordinary person.
Not the famous Viridian Gym Leader.
Not the boss of Team Rocket.
To him.
Giovanni was just an ordinary man.
"Giovanni."
"I gave you a chance."
"Aren't you such an admirer of Legendary Pokémon's power?"
"Today, I'll let you see what real power looks like."
Suddenly.
Ripples emerged from Akira's shadow, and a small figure leaped out.
Accompanying Marshadow's appearance was an overwhelming surge of black Aura!
An endless tide of dark Aura, like an inky ocean, rapidly engulfed the entire battlefield.
A suffocating, terrifying presence filled the room, making it feel as though one were submerged in the deep sea—unable to breathe, surrounded by darkness, crushed by immense pressure.
That deathly aura seemed utterly insignificant before Marshadow, paling in comparison to its terrifying presence!
Despite its small stature, bathed in that extreme darkness, Marshadow resembled a colossal demon king!
Giovanni's pupils shrank.
[That shadowy figure!]
[Could it be... the legendary Ho-Oh's attendant—Marshadow?!]
Just as Giovanni was reeling in shock, more figures began materializing on the battlefield.
One terrifying pressure after another emerged.
The jeweled princess crowned with diamonds—Diancie.
The floral Pokémon radiating vibrant life energy—Shaymin.
The alien Pokémon that shimmered while shifting forms—Deoxys.
The harvest deity standing atop white clouds with arms crossed—Landorus.
The ancient deity wreathed in flames, floating in the void—Chien-Pao.The highly advanced and overwhelmingly powerful doomsday insect—Genesect.
The volcanic Mythical Pokémon with a body of steel, molten lava flowing across its form—Heatran.
The deity of music, surrounded by swirling musical notes—Meloetta.
...
One after another, Mythical and Legendary Pokémon, both familiar and unfamiliar to Giovanni, appeared on the battlefield!
The terrifying aura that chilled him to the bone confirmed that this was no Illusion—it was all happening in reality.
The number of legendary creatures he had witnessed in his entire life paled in comparison to what he saw today.
[Why?!]
[Why does he have so many Legendary Pokémon?!]
Giovanni was on the verge of breaking down!
Crushed under the overwhelming pressure of countless Pokémon, he had already collapsed to the ground, as if weighed down by countless mountains.
Just like Lambda before him.
Except the pressure Giovanni endured was far greater.
Not just him—even his three proudest, most powerful Pokémon, capable of rivaling Legendary Pokémon, couldn't withstand it.
They too lay sprawled on the ground.
Trembling in fear.
Just when Giovanni thought it couldn't get any worse—
He suddenly saw five even more terrifying silhouettes looming behind Akira.
His blood ran cold!
The five Pokémon stood to Akira's left, upper left, right, upper right, and directly behind him.
The oppressive aura of five SSS-tier powerhouses instantly filled the entire space.
Under the crushing weight of their presence, Giovanni could barely breathe!
Yet even as he struggled for air, he forced his eyes wide open, desperately trying to make out the figures.
His heart pounded with terror.
He recognized these Legendary Pokémon.
Especially the two in the upper left and upper right.
The upper-left figure resembled a whale, its body a deep blue.
Its eerie yellow eyes, set against pitch-black sclera, exuded an intimidating majesty.
An inexplicable humidity permeated the battlefield—had they been outside, a torrential downpour would have already begun.
Its body was semi-transparent, glowing yellow from within, with wing-like fins and a forehead marked by a symbol resembling "α."
The upper-right figure was a Pokémon entirely encased in red, segmented plating.
Its underside was gray, with four claws on each hand.
Molten lava surged across its body, waves of scorching heat blasting straight into Giovanni's face.
The seams of its skin glowed with an orange-yellow, magma-like hue. On the circular sections at the base of its arms was an "Ω" symbol.
The lower-left figure was a towering, armored behemoth with a futuristic design, its wings adorned with red and blue hexagonal patterns.
The lower-right figure resembled a lion, its body pure white.
It had a bluish-gray nose and pale blue eyes. The upper half of its face was a deep blue expanse.
Constantly shifting celestial patterns shimmered across it.
Directly behind Akira stood a pinkish-purple, centaur-like Pokémon, faint spatial distortions rippling around it.
Five utterly terrifying silhouettes in total!
Giovanni's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
These were all Tier-One Legendaries!!!
The God of Land—Primal Groudon.
The God of the Sea—Primal Kyogre.
The Zygarde of Legends—Complete Forme Zygarde.
The Sun Incarnate—Solgaleo.
The Deity of Space—Origin Palkia.
Just what kind of monster had he provoked?!
Even the Creator Arceus might not be this overwhelming!!!