"An asset capable of flatly ignoring the baseline pressure radiating from my Duraludon? Fascinating... truly fascinating."
Zera's manic laughter echoed off the high rafters. "Superb! Duraludon, lock the field with Rock Tomb!"
The giant metal dinosaur slammed its left foot heavily into the stone floor. Instantly, thousands of jagged, needle-sharp spires composed of a dense, dark charcoal-iron ore erupted violently from the cracked Qingyu Granite, forming an oppressive, mechanical forest of iron that surged toward Incineroar.
"This is clearly a structurally modified iteration of a standard Rock Tomb," Feng Che analyzed mentally. "It has manually refined and compressed the mineral density of the underlying bedrock, converting stone into reinforced iron spikes whose piercing index far exceeds common rock parameters."
"Incineroar, melt the grid! Fire Blast!"
Incineroar clenched its paws around its roaring flame-belt, unleashing a colossal, incandescent white orb of pure thermal energy from its core. The raging sphere expanded exponentially across the sky, its extreme melting point instantly converting the oncoming iron forest into a harmless, cascading waterfall of liquid slag.
"Duraludon, seize the visual distortion! Flash Cannon!" Zera roared at the top of his lungs, his throat ripping from the sheer volume.
Suddenly, the massive metal titan broke gravity, rapidly ascending directly into the high airspace—a spatial displacement that caused Feng Che's brow to form a subtle, surprised furrow.
A metal dinosaur shifting its coordinates into the clouds without a baseline flight matrix?
I understand now... it is manipulating the underlying electromagnetic friction of the arena. This specimen must command the Magnet Pull trait; it's utilizing localized magnetic repulsion to anchor its mass against the地表 (surface) iron deposits.
An iron titan that has mastered autonomous magnetic levitation... highly impressive, Feng Che deduced.
The hovering skyscraper unhinged its structural jaw plates, a brilliant, silver-white focal matrix condensing within its maw.
A monumental pillar of concentrated metallic energy cascaded down from the sky, the overwhelming luminance washing out the field until the entire Coliseum was completely submerged within a blinding white screen.
"It's finalized!" Zera smirked with total arrogance. "Under the raw mechanical compression of a maximum-velocity Flash Cannon, a standard Fire-type brawler possesses zero defensive variables to sustain the kinetic weight!"
"That calculation is far too linear, Warden. My partner doesn't operate under standard boundaries," Feng Che replied, his voice remaining flat and undisturbed.
As the silver light-beam slowly decayed, the arena floor revealed a thoroughly fractured, apocalyptic landscape—the concrete buckling and splitting into thousands of independent tectonic faults. Standing right at the center of the geometric ruin was a colossal, terrifying predator that appeared to be forged entirely out of churning volcanic magma.
It was Incineroar's customized Groudon Paradigm.
Within this state, the ambient energy fields across the arena floor systematically inverted, manually forcing the soil and stone parameters to shift toward active, bubbling volcanic lava.
"There is no margin for error in the telemetry," Chief Sky noted from the high platform, his analytical gaze locked onto the transformation. "That Incineroar has successfully assimilated a direct, high-purity inheritance strand from the Continent Deity itself."
"To designate it as a miniature avatar of Groudon is no longer a hyperbole. The only metric I cannot verify is the duration threshold—exactly how long can its biological framework sustain an override of that magnitude?"
Seeing the volcanic avatar take the field, Deputy Chief Aula felt a fresh spike of acute political agony rip through his chest, his eyes fixing onto Doron with a gaze dense enough to draw blood.
This sniveling, completely useless waste of space is the exact liability responsible for driving a sovereign-tier talent of this caliber entirely away from my political circle! Aula's heart was practically bleeding into his executive robes.
While true Champion-level combatants were undeniably rare commodities across the global circuits, an executive of Aula's status still commanded the resources to retain several on his ledger. But a prodigy possessing the explicit potential to shatter the Grandmaster ceiling to claim a Mythical seat? That was a once-in-a-generation anomaly.
"Incineroar, unleash Magma Burst!"
The magma titan slammed its heavy paw down onto the shifting stone blocks. BOOM! Dozens of high-velocity, pressurized lances composed of molten volcanic lava erupted from the sub-soil, screaming upward into the high air like artillery rockets to target the levitating machine.
"Duraludon, execute aerodynamic displacement! Evade the trajectory!" Zera bellowed.
A Duraludon's structural alloy framework was biologically vulnerable to severe thermal degradation; regardless of how many advanced conditioning drills Zera enforced across its regimen, he could never mathematically override its core elemental weakness to high-heat fire arts.
"Duraludon, counter with Snarl!"
The metal giant opened its mouth plates, discharging a massive, high-volume wave of compressed acoustic energy, attempting to utilize the sonic shockwave to manually break the liquid structure of the incoming lava lances.
However, Feng Che had already computed the mechanical loop. The exact millisecond the Snarl finalized, his secondary command cut through the noise.
"Incineroar, execute the sovereign art—Precipice Blades!"
The ground violently ruptured. Dozens of colossal, incandescent volcanic swords forged from solidified magma tore through the granite bedrock. The magma giant reached out, its claw clamping around the hilt of a five-meter-long lava sword before violently hurling the legendary construct straight down Duraludon's levitation axis.
The standard lava lances from the previous turn were successfully disrupted and scattered by the sonic friction of the Snarl, but a Precipice Blade was Groudon's defining signature; under the acoustic pressure, the volcanic sword merely sustained a few superficial micro-fractures across its outer rock shell, its trajectory completely uninterrupted.
Duraludon twisted its massive torso mid-air, frantically burning its magnetic reserves to execute a desperate, high-angle dodge to avoid a direct bisection.
"Duraludon, block it with Dragon Claw!"
The machine extended its long, silver-gray alloy claws, swinging its hand down in a brutal horizontal arc to slice through the encroaching rock. But the exact millisecond its metal claws made physical contact with the Precipice Blade, the immense, volcanic heat signature of the continent deity channeled straight through its metal arm.
The alloy began to buckle. The metal titan let out a sharp, mechanical screech of absolute pain as the heat blistered its internal circuitry.
"Do not flinch, Duraludon! Wrap your entire chassis in a maximum Dragon Aura shield! Buffer the thermal friction!" Zera encouraged wildly, his own pulse racing.
"Your Duraludon must have been continuously fed massive allocations of specialized Light-Metals to retain autonomous levitation metrics," Feng Che analyzed aloud, his voice steady. "Combined with a continuous activation of Autotomize, its speed is indeed world-class."
"But the structural trade-off is severe—by shedding your baseline material density, you have completely compromised the legendary defensive armor your lineage is celebrated for."
Feng Che raised his hand, his eyes hardening. "Incineroar, conclude the sequence! Magma Cannon!"
The magma giant opened its massive feline jaws, a colossal, hyper-compressed sun of churning volcanic plasma condensing before its chest within fractions of a second. The orb radiated a fierce, scarlet brilliance that illuminated the entire Coliseum like a second sun.
The Magma Cannon operated as a thoroughly upgraded, maximum-threshold variant of a traditional Fire Blast. The incandescent sun shot across the sky, slamming directly into Duraludon's chest.
The high executives watched from the gallery as the towering metal titan was struck head-on like a bird clipped by a missile, its levitation unraveled completely as it plunged straight down into the churning pools of molten lava below.
The massive impact triggered a towering, multi-meter wave of active magma that splashed upward, the molten liquid roaring toward the VIP viewing boxes.
"Gardevoir, Psychic."
Gardevoir's eyes flared with a deep, authoritative blue light, manifesting a massive telekinetic wall that instantly froze the cascading lava mid-air, holding the liquid weight completely static before it could breach the glass.
"Flawless dampening, Gardevoir," Chief Sky praised softly. "However... I notice that Zera's psychological telemetry remains entirely steady. The warden hasn't displayed a single ripple of panic; it seems he commands a hidden lever."
"Haha... Gym Leader Feng Che, your mechanical execution is truly world-class!" Zera's manic laughter boomed from across the steam clouds, his expression thoroughly ecstatic. "But if you harbor the delusion that this minor meltdown secures your victory... you are severely miscalculating."
"The real crucible commences now!"
"Awaken, GIGANTAMAX DURALUDON!"
The churning pool of lava violently parted. As the metal giant rose from the depths, its compound eyes flared an absolute, unholy crimson. A limitless, ocean-like reservoir of raw, dark-purple Gigantamax Energy began pouring out of the stadium's subterranean fault lines, tunneling straight into its core.
"Duraludon! Expand! Transcend your material form and claim absolute dominion over this field!" Zera screamed, his arms thrown wide.
Under the continuous, catastrophic influx of the specialized spatial aura, Duraludon's physical mass multiplied at an impossible velocity.
The finalized Gigantamax configuration transformed the dragon into a colossal, sentient skyscraper that loomed over the entire Coliseum block. Its upper torso structure meticulously mirrored a modern, multi-layered executive office complex, while its massive lower base adopted the heavy, reinforced structural design characteristic of a fortified mega-monolith.
Standing hundreds of feet tall, its cellular density had been compressed to the absolute apex of the Steel attribute, granting it a specialized, hyper-reinforced Anti-Seismic Framework that rendered it completely immune to tectonic friction or ground-based displacements. Due to the pure volume of energy overflowing from its central engine, several architectural lines across its metal hide strobed with a blinding, incandescent white luminance.
"A manual Gigantamax transformation... Zera is truly a terrifying specialist," Feng Che thought, a genuine smile of respect crossing his lips.
To successfully trigger a Gigantamax rewrite outside the localized Power Spots of the Galar region requires an internal energy density that defies basic biological limitations. He felt a genuine urge to applaud the warden's sheer willpower.
The towering skyscraper, Gigantamax Duraludon, now completely dominates the sky, its cellular walls entirely immune to Incineroar's ground-based lava. Zera is preparing to order its signature G-Max move, "G-Max Depletion". Should Feng Che order Incineroar to activate its own specialized Max-Growth matrix to match its physical scale, or should he swap to his core anchor, Mew, to demonstrate how a true mythic master deconstructs a giant?