The remaining security guards had long since fled in terror, disappearing without a trace.
At this moment, Iron Hands swung its orange-glowing metal giant fist towards the security captain.
Although Chen Kai's original intention was only for it to knock out this security guard.
But the security captain watched the fist approach, filled with despair, thinking his life was about to end.
“Whoosh——”
A pink psychic blade suddenly broke through the air, so fast that even the agile Iron Hands had to rapidly retreat and dodge!
The energy blade grazed its metal shell and flashed past, leaving a shocking deep cut on the wall.
Iron Hands' electronic eyes instantly constricted, precisely Lock-On the source of the attack like an eagle's.
At this moment, an elegant white horse on the stairs slowly ascended, taking calm strides.
Its flowing pink mane was like a raging flame, dancing with the wind, while blue strands of hair shimmered with the mysterious Radiance unique to Psychic-type Pokémon.
With each step, a ripple of Confusion spread from its hooves, causing even the surrounding air to tremble as if space itself was slightly distorted by this power.
This was a Galarian Rapidash, and its strength was clearly extraordinary; Chen Kai secretly estimated it possessed the formidable power of a Champion Class (level 80+).
Seeing this, the security captain grabbed onto it like a lifeline, scrambling backward to the stairwell, and shouted hoarsely, “Mr. Delacroix! You’ve finally arrived! This Pokémon has stolen all of our company’s mega evolution stones!”
No sooner had the security captain finished speaking than a tall man in a pink suit slowly emerged from the stairs.
His hair was meticulously combed into a slicked-back style, and two exquisite small mustaches were perfectly placed on either side of his mouth, giving him an air of both elegance and authority.
He was Louis Delacroix—the former Champion of the France League, a master of training Fairy-type Pokémon, and also the special security consultant Nisus Company had hired at an exorbitant price in recent months.
He slightly raised his hand, an elegant gesture with an undeniable presence, signaling the security captain to be silent, his gaze fixed on Iron Hands, a faint cold smile playing on his lips, as if declaring his confidence and control to his opponent.
“Nisus Company’s security is indeed too lax,” he sighed softly, a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
“However, since I am here, I will never allow you to take anything.”
His words seemed directed at Iron Hands, yet also at the invisible Chen Kai beside it.
“Whimsicott.” He called softly, and a Poké Ball automatically opened.
A small Whimsicott floated lightly on his shoulder, its cotton-like body gently swaying with the breeze, as if it could be blown away at any moment, yet exuding a lively aura.
“Tailwind.”
Whimsicott obediently waved its hand, and a refreshing whirlwind instantly swirled through the corridor, white airflow like a Pokémon's ribbons, wrapping around Rapidash.
In an instant, Rapidash’s speed dramatically increased, its mane moving without wind, and its eyes shimmered with an eerie and fiery Radiance, as if infused with endless power.
On the other side, Iron Hands naturally wouldn't sit idly by while its opponent grew stronger; currently not at its peak, it dared not be careless and immediately brought out its full strength to face the formidable foe before it.
Suddenly, an orange glow, like flowing liquid metal, rippled across Iron Hands’ surface.
Without any sign of mechanical charge-up, its two palms instantly transformed into a blur of motion defying the laws of inertia—
“Screech—Boom—!”
The speed of Fake Out was so fast it exceeded the limits of human retinal capture!
The steel giant palm, carrying a vacuum shockwave, struck Rapidash's side face like lightning, a thousandth of a second after the image of the palm appeared in its pupils!
“Bang!”
In the deafening explosion, Rapidash’s entire head was twisted and deformed, its four hooves lifted half a meter off the ground, and diamond-like stardust splattered from its mane.
Even Louis’s fingertip on his keystone ring instantly froze!
But just as Iron Hands was retracting its palm in the nick of time—
“Sizzle!”
Rapidash’s horn suddenly erupted with a blinding pink glow, and ‘Psywave’ was flung out like lightning even while it was flying backward!
The energy blade grazed Iron Hands’ throat armor, instantly melting through three centimeters of alloy with its super-high temperature, and molten red iron dripped down, resembling blood.
Chen Kai secretly clicked his tongue, thinking that due to Rapidash’s previous sneak attack, Fake Out was now unable to trigger the flinching effect, and taking this Psywave was quite a loss…
On the other side, although Delacroix had a slight curve to his lips, seemingly relaxed, his eyes were incredibly grave.
He also hadn’t expected the opponent’s Pokémon to have such astonishing speed and burst power; if his Rapidash hadn't been a slightly higher level, this blow might have resulted in a significant disadvantage.
At this moment, the air seemed to have solidified; the security captain had long since vanished, leaving only the heavy, powerful breaths of the two strong Pokémon echoing in the vast floor.
Both saw shock in each other’s eyes, as well as a sudden surge of fiery battle intent, like evenly matched opponents.
The probing was over.
The true storm descended in an instant!
“Zen Headbutt! Crush it!” Delacroix’s voice suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable authority.
Rapidash let out a clear, long neigh, and the nebular mane flowing around its body suddenly erupted with a dazzling, almost tangible, pinkish-purple Radiance!
Powerful Confusion instantly converged on the horn on its forehead, forming the outline of a massive, heavy energy giant hammer radiating terrifying psychic pressure!
It stomped its four hooves with force, and the smooth marble floor beneath it cracked in response, spiderweb-like fissures rapidly spreading.
The entire “horse” seemed to transform into a devastating Psychic-type projectile, launched and enveloped in destructive energy, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression as it Lock-On Iron Hands and charged forward with a crash!
The air was forcefully compressed, emitting a strained wail, as if lamenting the impending violent collision.
Iron Hands, with a desperate resolve, unleashed Wild Charge.
Since there was no retreat, there was only a direct confrontation!
Its thick palms suddenly crossed in front of its body, and the previously flickering, dazzling golden electrical arcs now exploded like raging, violent dragons!
Blinding electric light instantly entwined its gold-and-orange body, emitting deafening “crackling” explosions!
Its entire body transformed into a humanoid, wildly rushing thunderbolt.
It stomped its feet fiercely, shattering the expensive marble floor, and charged wildly towards the pinkish-purple psychic giant hammer with an indomitable momentum!
The pinkish-purple Confusion giant hammer and the violently surging thunder giant, like two destructive meteors from different worlds, collided head-on high up on the twentieth floor!
Boom—!!!
At the center of the impact, there was first an inward collapse, and then, an unimaginable energy maelstrom erupted like a volcano suppressed to its limit!
A massive energy ring, a mixture of destructive pink-purple and blinding gold, exploded outwards in a spherical shape at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye!
Crash—!!!
The huge floor-to-ceiling window on the twentieth floor, which was said to be able to withstand strong winds, shattered like fragile sugar glass the moment the energy shockwave swept over it, unable to resist for even a second!
Tens of thousands of sharp glass shards, carried by the violent airflow, poured down towards the dim city skyline outside the building like deadly silver hail!
The biting high-altitude gale lost its only barrier, letting out a shrill shriek, wildly pouring into this suddenly open huge space, sweeping up bulletproof cabinet fragments, documents on office desks, thin dust covers, and broken computer screen remnants, forming a chaotic indoor storm!
Delacroix was sent flying backward by the terrifying shockwave, forced to shield his head and face with his arms, his body pressed tightly against a sturdy load-bearing pillar behind him, barely managing to steady himself.
The energy maelstrom slightly subsided, and smoke filled the air.
In the center, Iron Hands’ massive body was half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily.
On its crossed, blocking palms, several orange metal glowing plates were cracked and peeled back, revealing the metal structure beneath, flickering with faint electrical sparks; charred and pinkish-purple psychic erosion marks were clearly visible.
The previously violent currents on its body had become dim and erratic, clearly indicating significant damage from the intense collision.
In contrast, although Rapidash was also pushed back several steps by the shockwave and the nebular Radiance on its mane was slightly dimmed, its four hooves remained firmly planted on the cracked ground, its head held high, and cold, condescending battle intent burned in its purple eyes.
The double disadvantage of level and type was fully revealed in this head-on clash—Iron Hands had fallen into a disadvantage!