Finally.
And most importantly.
With just "Command," "Taunt," and "Postpone," Oranguru further elevated the terrifying power of the Pokémon, whose strength was already amplified within the "Illusion Space," by more than one level.
Devastating!
The fully formed "Space Team," when facing a disjointed team akin to sand, exhibited the word "devastating" to the fullest.
Even if.
The opponent sacrificed several Pokémon, forcefully trading injuries, Audino's healing abilities were simply their nightmare.
No chance to fight.
No chance at all.
This was not a battle on the same power level.
This exemplified the importance of whether a Trainer's Pokémon possess a complete and excellent system.
Therefore.
Even though there are many Elite Trainers in this world, only a few can truly become part of the Elite Four.
When individual Pokémon strengths are similar, the system's role largely determines victory or defeat.
On the shore.
Watching Natsuhiko effortlessly take on three opponents, Giovanni couldn't help but smile.
Indeed.
His insight and judgment were correct.
Natsuhiko truly has extraordinary talent.
As long as he can elevate these Pokémon to Elite Trainer Level, he surely has a place among the strongest in the Rocket Team.
"When subordinates showcase their talents, the leader too needs to set an example..."
Giovanni took off his luxurious suit.
Casually tossed it on the ground.
Loosened his collar, his gaze transformed.
Became exceptionally focused.
Earth Giovanni.
Began to get serious.
"Meloetta."
Natsuhiko's voice entered Meloetta's mind.
"Melo..."
Meloetta, feeling tormented, suddenly stopped struggling.
With tearful eyes, it stared blankly at the "stranger" approaching it.
It felt... somewhat familiar.
Natsuhiko utilized psychic powers to construct his original appearance in Meloetta's mind.
"Melo!"
Meloetta froze.
From an unseen angle, Natsuhiko's stern face transformed into a gentle one, the raised corners of his mouth and his eyes, this was what Meloetta knew.
Natsuhiko!
It's Natsuhiko!
He's come to save me!
Meloetta recognized Natsuhiko, even though his current appearance was completely different from before.
Drip—Drip—
Sparkling tears began to flow freely.
Its innocent heart seemed to find an outlet for emotion, its aggrieved tears cascading down like pearls from a broken string.
Back then.
It left Natsuhiko because it felt the call of its tribe.
Unexpectedly.
It was a trap waiting for it.
A trap specifically targeting it.
By the time it realized, it was too late.
The special glass-constructed cage not only isolated its sound but absorbed it as well.
Unable to sing freely, unable to express emotions with song, it lost its greatest strength.
This was something only its tribe knew.
But it didn't expect.
In its most helpless, most painful moment, Natsuhiko appeared before it using another identity.
At this moment.
In Meloetta's eyes, what she saw was a ray of hope at the end of endless darkness.
And this ray of hope gave it the greatest courage and hope.
"Don't cry, I'll rescue you soon." Natsuhiko's gentle voice was like a meandering stream in the mountains, soothing Meloetta's deeply wounded young heart.
"Melo!"
Wrapped in unknown dark red energy, Meloetta bit its lip, endured the pain, holding back tears, swirling them within its eyes but not letting them fall.
At this moment.
It learned to be strong.
Seeing Meloetta's response, Natsuhiko showed relief.
Reached out towards the stone tablet.
However.
Even when enveloped in psychic power, upon contact with the dark red energy encircling Meloetta, he was still pushed back several steps.
Unknown energy originating from somewhere carried anomalously strong destructive and binding power, especially against psychic powers.
On the other side.
Even though retreating under the siege of Natsuhiko's Pokémon, Sato Kenta couldn't help but show a sinister smile upon seeing Natsuhiko attempt to use his own powers to combat the stone tablet's force.
"Useless, you think I don't know how important that little thing is?"
Natsuhiko glanced coldly at him.
"Know why this Divine Hall was sunk into the sea floor back then? Because someone found the best way to utilize this little guy. Coincidentally, my ally revealed all this information to me."
The ally he spoke of was undoubtedly the one who deceived Meloetta here.
If not for the traitor's support from its tribe, the Rocket Team would have needed at least a year or more to fully understand this "Divine Hall of the Sea Floor."
"Don't worry, I will rescue you." Natsuhiko reassured.
The disappointment just appearing in Meloetta's eyes was instantly replaced with resilience, nodding heavily.
Natsuhiko took a deep breath.
Recalled some techniques of special psychic power usage obtained from the "Philosopher's Stone."
Raised his hand once again.
When touching the red light, he surprisingly wasn't pushed away anymore.
Indeed, energy is frequency; changing the frequency of psychic power to match the rhythm of this energy is the right direction... Natsuhiko thought to himself.
On the other side, upon seeing this scene, Sato Kenta's expression slightly changed.
Suddenly looked towards the middle-aged man in ancient attire, whose face was also full of surprise.