From the moment Julian appeared, Metagross quickly set up a Light S to block the rioting Pokémon, while Akazam used Hypnosis to put them all to sleep.
Then, Julian dove into the gate of the secret realm and aeelix to guard it with Protect.
This all took just one minute and thirty seds.
In that brief time, Julian had managed what over 300 trainers could not—he stopped nearly 20,000 Pokémon from rampaging further.
Metagross, temporarily at the Elite level, and Akazam, at its peak, performed fwlessly, each using their abilities to the fullest.
As Juliaered the gate, Steelix took position outside like a steadfast guardian.
It was only then that the other Trainers seemed to snap out of their shock. They stared at the hypnotized Pokémon in disbelief.
Orainer murmured, "Am I dreaming… or am I dead?"
Others were just as stunned, struggling to process the se before them.
They had been ready to die just moments ago, only for a mysterious strao resolve the crisis in an instant.
Meanwhile, the live broadcast equipment on Pidgeot's neck had captured it all, flooding the s with viewer ents:
"That was a silver Metagross! It's got to be Elite Walker!"
"Akazam is incredible—Hypnosis worked on nearly 20,000 Pokémon!"
"I was scared to death watg this."
"You're lucky. I had to ge my pants!"
"Everyone saw it was a silver Metagross, right? And I swear I saw a Dragooo!"
At the entrance of the secret realm, a young pseudo-Elite turo his teacher.
"Teacher, who was that? Was it Gym leader Jake?"
The reason why he didn't think it was John, was because the man looked too young, and even though he said Jake, he didn't think it was him either.
"No, not Gym leader Jake, I think it should be Walker Elite's grandson."
He remembered the face of the Gym leader—it couldn't have been Jake. But Walker Elite's grandson also had a silver Metagross, a rarity in all of Drakoria.
"That Julian—he's ae?!" the young pseudo-Elite excimed.
He'd heard of Julian; he'd been trending on social media retly, especially after footage showed his Metagross defeating Artio and breaking into the pseudo-Elite ranks.
But it broke through pseudo-Elite just retly and it's Elite level already? It was hard to believe.
"Likely a temporary boost in strength," Principal Brown crified, noting his student's disbelief.
Even so, the young pseudo-Elite found it hard to imagine. "What kind of resources could elevate a pseudo-Elite to Elite strength?" he wondered. Such a leap was not only an increase in power but an adva in life force.
"Don't dwell on it," Principal Brown advised. "With the Walkers' resources, it's hardly surprising. Now, get your Pokémon back."
Akazam had used Hypnosis on all the Pokémo, including the Trainers' own.
Given its strength, these Pokémon would be out cold for at least half a day—plenty of time for Julian to address the issues within the realm.
The Trainers went about retrieving their unscious Pokémon.
Though the immediate danger was over, none looked relieved; many of their rades had been lost in the fight.
Some Trainers even carried their atose Pokémon.
Orainer, uo bear it, broke down, kig the ground and sobbing, "This is all your fault!"
Others watched in silehy, some discreetly wiping away tears.
Inside Rift No. 36, Julian had Metagross clear away the hostile Pokémohe entrahe frenzied creatures seemed determio escape the rift.
"Akazam, seal the door with Light S," he anded.
Akazam nodded and raised a transparent Light S across the entrance, cutting off any ce for the Pokémon to break through.
Breaking through a Light S created by a peak Elite-level Akazam would take evero Pokémon among them half a month.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, an uneasy growl came from beh Dragonite, causing it to tremble, and Juliahe shift immediately.
"Dragonite, what's wrong?"
Julian sehe Aura within Dragourning chaotic as a surge of aggression stirred in its heart.
He k o was that mae's influence.
Although Dragonite's power roag pseudo-Elite, it was still affected by the device's powerful signals.
'No wohe Pokémon here lost trol so pletely, fighting without even feeling pain.'
"Return, Dragonite!"
Julian recalled Dragonite, hoping that is Poké Ball, it would be shielded from the mae's effects.
"Metagross, Akazam, s the area!"
A cold determination shone in Julian's eyes.
Metagross, at early Elite level, and Akazam, at peak Elite level, each released waves of Psychiergy like radar, rapidly probing the surroundings.
After a few moments, Akazam turo Julian and hen pointed in a specific dire.
"Let's go, Metagross—fastest speed!"
Julian jumped onto Metagross's back, gripping its cross-arm tightly.
Metagross unched forward at an intense 400 km/h, the speed so fierce it distorted Julian's fa the wind.
"I really need a helmet for this," he muttered.
Meanwhile, 20 kilometers from the secret realm's entrance, a mae the size of a small truck hummed, with ten figures in purple and blue uniforms standing around it.
Asians, whites, bcks all types of people were present.
"Persian, there aren't any more Pokémon around here. Should we move the mae?" asked one of the group members.
Members of the Z anization, each used code names based on Pokémon.
"Move it. I want Yuan ty destroyed pletely," Persian replied with a dark grin. "This is the Z anization's first strike of the year—we'll show the people of Drakoria our power."
"Drakoria's supposed to be a 'no-go' for us. They're joking—it's all talk!"
"Just imagihem g in Yuan ty. Their deaths will nourish Zygarde's awakening," another added.
"Persian," someone voiced hesitantly, "ae Trainer from Drakoria is likely en route. I'm ed—"
"What's there to worry about? Lord Seviper will hahat Trainer."
Persian's smile widened. Sihey dared to do this, they naturally made suffit preparations.
The team began preparing to relocate the mae.
Its interference reached 20 kilometers, causing any Pokémon within rao enter an agitated state.
If the scope of this mae was bigger, then there would have been more Pokémon rioting, and Yuan ty would have been done for long before Julian even arrived.
