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Roy had officially come to attend the awards ceremony, but the powerful organization protecting Boone had long suspected his true intentions. Combined with information about his participation in the professional-level assessment, they understood his real goal perfectly well.
Both sides maintained an unspoken understanding, though neither could openly acknowledge the truth. The organization had invested heavily, hiring five professional-level trainers who specialized in Ghost-type Pokemon to set up an ambush at this location.
Among Roy's main Pokemon team, only Mimikyu was a Ghost-type, capable of evading surveillance and carrying out stealth operations. To counter this threat, they had deployed a full thirty professional-level Ghost-type Pokemon. In their view, this overwhelming force showed proper respect for Roy's reputation as a genius trainer.
"Kukuku—!" Gengar displayed its wide, menacing grin and let out a mocking laugh filled with malicious glee.
"Your master is truly foolish," it taunted. "He knew this was a trap and still sent you here to die! Could he really be so stupid that he didn't even consider the possibility of an ambush?"
Taunting enemies had always been a natural habit for Pokemon like Gengar. They derived genuine joy and satisfaction from witnessing their opponents' fear and desperation.
"Ka~~~" Mimikyu let out a bestial roar that completely contrasted with its cute appearance.
Powerful grudge energy surged through its body, manifesting as black flames that radiated a horrifying aura. The terrifying presence made every Ghost-type Pokemon present tremble involuntarily.
Gengar's laughter stopped abruptly, its confidence shaken.
After incorporating the energy of jealousy and resentment, Mimikyu's mastery of ghost techniques had risen to new heights. In terms of energy optimization, Mimikyu had already surpassed ordinary master-level Pokemon. Although its base stats remained at the professional stage, in terms of raw strength alone, Mimikyu was probably more powerful than any Ghost-type Pokemon currently present.
But what did that matter?
In terms of sheer numbers, the ghosts held an overwhelming advantage. How could they possibly lose?
At Gengar's command, all thirty Ghost-type Pokemon attacked simultaneously.
Shadow Ball attacks flew through the air. Night Shade energy crackled with dark power. Confuse Ray beams twisted through space. Ominous Wind swept across the battlefield.
They maximized their numerical superiority, launching a coordinated long-range bombardment with their most effective moves.
Facing attacks coming from all directions, four shadow clones suddenly materialized around Mimikyu's position.
Each clone extended two dark flame-wreathed ghost claws—a total of eight spectral appendages—protecting the main body while deflecting the incoming assault from every angle.
BOOM!
Black ghost energy exploded violently, forming a massive dark storm that swept across the battlefield, destroying everything in its path.
The spirit world served as a mirror dimension of reality. Nothing within it could be brought back to the real world. Anything here, even if completely destroyed, would eventually 'refresh' at certain intervals and return to exactly the same condition as the real world.
But aside from that unique property, everything in this dimension possessed the same quality and durability as reality itself, allowing Pokemon to display their incredible destructive power without permanent consequences.
Boone was currently active on Manhattan Island in New York. Though only slightly more than fifty square kilometers in size, it served as the financial center of the entire country.
The energy storm oscillated outward with devastating force. High-rise buildings collapsed like dominoes, creating a spreading disaster that caused varying degrees of destruction across a ten-square-kilometer area.
In that single bombing exchange, the disguise skins of all four Mimikyu clones that had guarded the main body were torn away, and each had suffered considerable damage.
Gengar, serving as the leader, let out another confident laugh. If this pattern continued, only two more coordinated bombing rounds would be needed to easily defeat Mimikyu and eliminate the threat entirely.
Just then, an unexpected change occurred.
The main Mimikyu, which had been protected by its clones, began splitting its shadow energy into four new groups around its position. The energy quickly condensed and took solid form.
What appeared before all the assembled ghosts were four brand new Mimikyu clones, completely fresh and undamaged.
"What?!" Shocked expressions appeared on every ghost's face.
According to their intelligence reports, wasn't this Mimikyu only capable of controlling four clones simultaneously? How was this possible?
The astonishment in their hearts prompted the Ghost-type Pokemon to launch another round of coordinated long-range bombing. But the results of this attack made their confidence gradually sink.
The four newly created Mimikyu clones showed no signs of weakness whatsoever. These weren't inferior copies or illusions—the four additional clones possessed the same power as the originals.
"Ka~!" Mimikyu let out a roar filled with horror and malicious intent, then split its energy into four more groups, constructing yet another set of clones.
Twelve clones total!
Faced with this completely incomprehensible scene, all the Ghost-type Pokemon felt intimidated and hesitated to attack for several moments.
Even Gengar, their leader, began considering retreat. They had simply come here following their trainers' orders to earn money—there was no need to gamble their lives in what was clearly becoming a hopeless situation.
But they had forgotten something crucial: what Ghost-type Pokemon enjoyed most was feeding on their enemies' fear.
Mimikyu keenly sensed this growing 'fear' and issued a simple command to its clones.
Kill them all.
All twelve clones rose simultaneously, taking the initiative to charge at the ghost army with deadly intent.
Shadow Claw attacks swept through the air with devastating precision. Mimikyu's proficiency with this ghost-type move had reached incredible heights, gradually achieving perfect harmony with fairy-type energy and surpassing even master-level technique.
Every swipe of the spectral claws often required the cooperation of three Ghost-type Pokemon working together just to resist the impact.
Although the ghosts wanted to retreat, they still mounted fierce resistance. They refused to believe that Mimikyu could actually control twelve clones in active combat simultaneously—such a feat was simply too outrageous to accept.
With such massive energy expenditure, it should be impossible to sustain for any meaningful duration.
But ten seconds later, all the Ghost-type Pokemon witnessed a scene that filled them with absolute terror.
Four more brand new clones appeared out of nowhere.
Sixteen clones total, and the aura and energy fluctuations emanating from their bodies showed no signs of weakening or decay.
All the Ghost-type Pokemon looked at each other nervously, and a similar thought appeared in every mind at the same moment.
"Excuse us, we're leaving now!"
All the ghosts immediately abandoned the fight and fled in different directions.
Mimikyu didn't pursue them all for total elimination, instead sending ten clones to drive them away from the battlefield. However, there was one particular opponent that it would never allow to escape.
"Kuku?" Gengar stared in horror at the six Mimikyu clones that had completely surrounded its position.
The main Mimikyu descended slowly from above, fixing the leader with a cold, merciless stare.
"When you're away from home, you shouldn't be so arrogant with your words," it seemed to say.
"Ka~~! (Feel the pain!)" Mimikyu's voice carried the promise of retribution.
All six clones attacked Gengar simultaneously in a coordinated assault.
This particular Gengar had reached the advanced professional stage, having optimized its energy twice and standing only one step away from master level—which was precisely why it had been chosen to serve as the temporary leader of this operation.
But now, under the relentless Beat Up attack from six clones working in perfect coordination, Gengar had no power to fight back. The life energy within its body was being steadily drained by Mimikyu's assault, and its opponent's murderous intent grew heavier with each passing moment.
This wasn't simply a battle leading to unconsciousness. Real death was approaching closer and closer with every second.
In serious combat, Mimikyu showed no mercy whatsoever.
Gengar, realizing that death was inevitable, looked at Mimikyu with bitter resentment and confusion. It couldn't understand how this was possible.
How could Mimikyu control sixteen clones simultaneously? The energy requirements alone should make it completely unreasonable.
At the last moment before consciousness faded entirely, Gengar suddenly noticed something strange. Under Mimikyu's disguise skin, something appeared to be moving constantly, wriggling with continuous motion.
What was it doing?
With deep, unanswered questions plaguing its final thoughts, Gengar's last breath of life drained away, and it lost consciousness forever.
After clearing the surrounding area of all threats, Mimikyu revealed the true secret behind its seemingly impossible 'magic' performance.
The answer was surprisingly simple: it had been eating the entire time.
Max Revive combined with Power Cube items. Constantly replenishing vitality and energy throughout the battle.
Ever since spotting thirty Ghost-type Pokemon surrounding its position, Mimikyu's body hidden beneath the painted skin had been continuously consuming restoration items.
The biggest limitation of Mimikyu's "clone tactics" had always been energy and vitality management. In other words, if it could supply unlimited energy and vitality, it could theoretically create countless clones without restriction.
Of course, this remained purely theoretical.
In practical application, even with non-stop item consumption, manipulating sixteen clones in active combat simultaneously represented the absolute limit of possibility.
Multi-clone manipulation required extremely high mental strength and concentration. There were natural limits to Mimikyu's mental power, and energy conversion also required time to process effectively.
The energy consumption of sixteen clones fighting continuously required Mimikyu to work desperately every minute and second, consuming items and converting energy without pause.
Moreover, when manipulating sixteen clones simultaneously, the high level of concentration required meant that Mimikyu's main body couldn't move at all—representing its greatest tactical weakness.
If those thirty Ghost-type Pokemon had united as one force, fought desperately to the death, and focused their attack on eliminating Mimikyu's immobile main body, the outcome might have been much different.
Even so, Mimikyu's ability to control sixteen clones in active combat simultaneously was incredible enough to defy belief.
When fighting against Ivy during their previous encounter, Roy hadn't used his full strength at all. In other words, he had deliberately bound himself within conventional battle rules and limitations.
After all, that had been merely a test match. No matter how realistic the simulation, it wasn't genuine life-or-death combat.
In completely unrestricted fighting, Roy allowed all his Pokemon to use any items and techniques without any limitations whatsoever.
This was his true fighting power when operating in unrestricted 'survival' mode.
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