The 'Z' Organization stood as one of the world's most infamous terrorist groups, its mbers devout followers of Zygarde, the legendary Pokémon symbolizing the concept of 'order'. The organization spanned over a century in existence, leaving nearly every major country scarred by its attacks.
Despite multiple attempts by many nations uniting to dismantle it, the organization still existed.
The ergence of Pokémon had reshaped not only human lives but also beliefs, with organizations like this springing up, their loyalty often pledged to mythical Pokémon.
So regions without a stable governnt remained gripped in their influence, with such groups often leaving small nations in disarray.
This complexity was part of why the Z Organization had yet to be eradicated.
With mbers scattered across countries with unstable regis, particularly in East Africa, where nearly 50 small nations existed, eliminating it was nearly impossible in the ongoing turmoil.
(T/N: I didn't change the na for Africa, cause it's the first ti I ca across the author using real world na for a country/continent)
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Principal Brown's three Fire-type Pokémon, though pseudo-Elite, were still sowhat old, and also injured from past battles.
In the midst of the chaos, an Advanced-level Azumarill targeted Blaziken's back with a powerful Water Gun, causing Blaziken to stumble. Then, two Arbok lunged forward, coiling around Blaziken, their fangs sinking in to deliver venom.
"Blaziken, hold on!"
Principal Brown's urgent voice cut through, breathing new life into the worn Blaziken.
Flas blazed from its body, scorching the Arbok enough to make them recoil in pain.
Just as Blaziken grabbed them by the neck, a pulse of purple light weakened it, forcing it to let go.
The Arboks took the opportunity to release venom spray, the toxins finally taking their toll. Blaziken staggered, its powerful fra eventually succumbing to the poison.
"Blaziken!"
Principal Brown's voice trembled, his aged face now filled with tears. Another old friend had left him.
"Not good."
But there was no ti for grief. Blaziken's absence left a dangerous gap in the defensive line. As a pseudo-Elite, Blaziken had held back a significant number of rioting Pokémon.
With it gone, nearly 500 Pokémon surged through the breach, closing in on over 300 Trainers positioned beyond the line.
Panic rippled through the Trainers.
Many had deployed all of their Pokémon and so kept one, keeping it in reserve for ergencies, yet their backup was no match for the incoming swarm.
And the number of Pokémon was constantly increasing.
"We're finished…"
"What now? Soone… anyone, save us!"
"They said Pokémon and humans were friends… why is this happening?"
The distress was palpable, broadcast live to countless viewers online, each wishing desperately for a hero to intervene.
"This ti, it's over. I guess my wife and children will really be taken care of by you."
The prospective Elite Trainer glanced at the oncoming horde of Pokémon, forcing a wry smile. After sending a voice ssage from his phone, he retrieved his Eevee, the little Pokémon valiantly defending him despite being only level 6.
He threw the Poké Ball hard, launching it high into the air.
"Pidgeot, take Eevee ho"
Pidgeot, the trusty companion carrying a cara around its neck, caught the Poké Ball in midair and swooped down, attempting to take away its Trainer too.
However, a Fearow and a Pidgeot intercepted its path, blocking the way.
With only 300 ters separating the gap from the Trainers, they braced themselves. Faces displayed a mixture of emotions—courage, fear, resignation, and defiance.
The sight of over 500 Pokémon charging through the defensive gap, now less than 300 ters away, sent a wave of dread through the remaining 300 Trainers.
Their faces showed every emotion—so were resolute, others gripped by fear or panic, and a few even resigned to their fate.
"I... I'm sorry. I don't want to die."
A Trainer whispered, sha evident as he turned and ran, even leaving his Pokémon still fighting in front of him.
In this world, very few people could truly face death. Even if one had resolved to confront it, but when death really cos, you would still be afraid and fearful.
Nearly half of the remaining Trainers broke rank, fleeing in desperation. As they left, the defensive line crumbled, and nearly 20,000 Pokémon surged forward, breaking through.
The rest were left behind.
"Ahhh! Cowards… damn deserters!"
"Don't judge them, Who isn't afraid of death?"
"But that's no excuse! By abandoning them, they're risking the lives of two million people in Yuan County!"
Although Pidgeot was engaged in battle with two Pokémon, and the video was shaky and chaotic, but this scene was still captured.
The rest of the Trainers looked desperate, unable to flee. Even if they had wanted to escape, it was already too late. As they watched the fleeing Trainers, there was no bla, only a hint of pity.
Despite their speed, escape was impossible. If they had stayed and the defensive line had held, there might have been a chance for survival.
But now, it was clear: everyone was facing certain death.
All that was left was the hope they'd bought enough ti for the people of Yuan County to evacuate.
"Activate the 10-Minute Elite Experience Card"
Julian finally arrived, and what he saw was the broken defense line.
Nearly 20,000 rioting Pokémon, with it's current strength, tagross couldn't stop them. Fortunately, Julian had the 10-minute Elite experience card.
This card had originally been intended for use in the Advanced secret realm, but given the dire circumstances, it was clear that he needed to use it now.
"tagross, Light Screen!"
In an instant, a towering Light Screen barrier spread in front of the advancing Pokémon, like a dam appearing in a raging flood.
The Pokémon slamd into it, one after another, thudding against the shield, yet it held firm.
"Alakazam, Hypnosis"
Julian tossed out another Poké Ball, summoning Alakazam, his Elite-level bodyguard Pokémon.
With a quick glance toward tagross, Alakazam seed puzzled by its sudden strength but wasted no ti.
He raised his spoon, radiating waves of hypnotic energy across the battlefield.
Even though these rioting Pokémon had lost their minds, Alakazam, at the peak of Elite-level, wielded overwhelming power, combining both high level and exceptional life level.
Hundreds of rioting Pokémon fell under hypnosis every second.
Within minutes, only a few rioting Pokémon remained standing, though more continued to push through the gate of the secret realm.
Julian called out, releasing Steelix.
"Steelix, hold the gate!"
"Dragonite, tagross, let's go!"
Julian mounted Dragonite, and with tagross close behind, they charged into the interdiate secret realm.
"Bang!"
Steelix fell, and after watching Julian rush inside, it positioned its massive body to block the entrance of the secret realm. With Julian having already entered and handled the Pokémon at the gate, no additional Pokémon surged out for the mont.
After hypnotizing the last Pokémon outside, Alakazam quickly followed to join Julian in the secret realm.
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