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If outsiders knew the improvement progress of each Pokemon on Roy's team, they would be shocked and stunned.
Normally, only upon reaching the S2 stage would Pokemon begin attempting to master "advanced energy."
This was already considered fast.
The average time for a professional-level trainer to master high-level energy was three years.
Due to the prevalence of "single-type specialization," once a trainer mastered a "high energy" breeding method, it could quickly spread to their entire team.
For example, Henry and Frances's lineups were all based on "Power of Outrage" and spread throughout their teams.
Similarly, Ivy's understanding of flames could also spread to her entire team.
Therefore, the average time for a professional-level trainer to be promoted to master level was about three years.
Single-type specialization greatly reduced time and resource costs.
Because they shared the same type, all Pokemon on the team had common ground.
But Roy's team was an extremely rare multi-type lineup.
In this case, the reason his Pokemon could quickly master "high energy" was simple.
Nature Power.
This kind of "mystical technique" that had never been used by anyone was magical energy that could fuse with all eighteen types.
Its specifications were extremely high—only one optimization was needed to reach "high energy" standards.
Moreover, Lucario, Mimikyu, and Ninetales had mastered mystical techniques before breaking through their species' limits, and the rest of his Pokemon had also established excellent foundations through their Totem aura.
With solid, deep foundations and extremely high Nature Power specifications...
Roy's promotion speed to master level might far exceed others' imagination.
Guided by Mimikyu, Roy and his group walked toward Ribombee's residence.
Along the way, Roy fully realized the danger of the "spirit realm."
Previously, wild Pokemon in spirit realms would retreat rationally after sensing Lucario's aura, avoiding provocation.
But violent Pokemon had unprecedented desire to attack, their rationality suppressed.
After walking only five kilometers, Roy encountered no fewer than fifteen attacks.
Toxapex, Bewear, Palossand, Toucannon...
Violent Pokemon had been fighting for so long that only the strong survived—there were no weak ones.
Among them were many Pokemon wrapped in Totem aura.
They all acted in groups, displaying wild Pokemon "hunting" wisdom, repeatedly trying to lure Pokemon away and ambush Roy.
The most dangerous was the Toucannon flock's attack.
At that time, Roy was commanding his Pokemon against Bewear's group, with only Mimikyu guarding him.
Toucannon possessed the "Keen Eye" ability, spotted this rare opportunity from several kilometers away, and launched a collective "Sucker Punch" while Roy was distracted by battle.
Hundreds of Toucannon's Sucker Punches exceeded Roy's expectations.
Although he sensed danger in advance with aura power and released Blastoise and Salamence in time, his shoulder was still injured by Toucannon, leaving a bowl-sized wound.
His enraged Pokemon completely devastated the Toucannon flock, tearing them apart—even Lucario, who always maintained a sense of justice, was no exception.
Wild Pokemon that fell into critical condition faced essentially certain doom.
Roy's wound healed under Lucario's Heal Pulse.
If Roy hadn't controlled aura power and detected the lethal Sucker Punch from kilometers away in advance, any other trainer would have been decapitated by now.
Roy and his Pokemon were, after all, entering the "Danger Zone" for the first time. Although powerful, they still made inexperienced mistakes.
Though Roy wasn't seriously injured, Mimikyu still blamed herself greatly. She felt she hadn't fulfilled her bodyguard responsibilities.
Forget other Pokemon—she knew this place best, so how could she make such an error?
On the remaining journey, Mimikyu concentrated on vigilance, no longer maintaining a casual guiding attitude. She reasonably bypassed regions she considered potentially dangerous.
Better to play it safe even if it wasted time.
Along the way, Roy encountered traces of other people, but they all tacitly chose to ignore each other, departing warily.
According to the rules, fighting wasn't allowed.
But who knew how strong the guardian deities' supervision was?
Entrusting life and death to gods and others' goodwill was the most foolish behavior.
This became extremely obvious when foreign trainers met—Pokemon on both sides stayed fully alert, ready to explode into action.
Under such frequent complications, Roy spent six hours walking approximately thirty kilometers before reaching Ribombee's territory.
What came into view was a vast flower field.
The fragrance of flowers and honey penetrated his nostrils, refreshing the somewhat tired Roy.
Looking at this flower field, Roy wisely chose not to step into it.
Night was dark, visibility poor, and Roy and his Pokemon were exhausted physically and mentally from repeated battles—it really wasn't suitable for going deeper.
Who knew what Ribombee's test actually involved?
In case it required endurance, he truly didn't have a drop left now.
"Let's rest here for the night."
Roy made his decision.
Don't worry—his progress was already very fast. The remaining trainers were probably still lost collecting information. They didn't even know where the four major Totems were. Many trainers had likely died and become Pokemon food.
Violent Pokemon were really difficult to communicate with.
Roy took out his tent from his backpack and set it up on the spot.
Salamence flew around with Lucario and confirmed with complete certainty that no tribes lived nearby—it was safe.
Electivire, who was used to staying up late, and Metagross, who didn't have high rest requirements, were responsible for night watch.
Ninetales and Mimikyu provided close protection.
Little Nebula could finally breathe, emerging from its Ultra Ball to begin absorbing starlight.
It was at the moment Little Nebula appeared that a certain pink figure who had been spying made a surprised sound.
"Lele?!"
It was a Pokemon with a black upper body and dark pink tentacle-like hair, like a little girl whose body floated in clouds within an insect cocoon-shaped shell.
Tapu Lele.
A layer of faint luminous scale powder permeated around it.
Lucario had sworn "there are no Pokemon around"—obviously, he'd been caught off guard. To avoid his aura detection, even ordinary Elite-level Pokemon couldn't manage this.
In the Alola spirit realm, only the guardian deities could accomplish this.
Tapu Lele.