The Winged King and Iron Serpent had been summoned into this space-time together. These two Pokémon were unusual: they existed as two nodes in space-time.
Ancient and future...
Cyrus needed their power. By using the out-of-control Terapagos to deal one final blow to the tangled space-time, he could open a breach between dimensions. The Team Galactic Ship carrying the Plates of Sinnoh Almighty could then pass through it and go anywhere.
Other worlds, other universes, other dimensions—even the end hidden in the deepest reaches of a Space-Time Rift, beyond anyone's reach: the Hall of Origin, the dwelling place of "God"!
The Winged King before him embodied the primal, savage power of the Ancient Paradox Pokémon, while the Iron Serpent embodied the unknown cruelty of a future pushed to its ultimate evolution. Cyrus merely raised his right hand. Two clouds of Terastal Energy particles, one red and one purple, rode the storm and wrapped around the Pokémon.
Within moments, both Pokémon had gone completely quiet. In the distance, Mingyou frowned slightly. "So that's how he controls them? Through Terastal Energy... Every Pokémon brought here under Terapagos's influence has Terastal Energy inside it. Which means..."
"Correct. Your Pokémon—and even you humans who traveled through space-time—I can control all of you with a wave of my hand."
Cyrus answered calmly, but Mingyou caught a problem with that claim. If Cyrus could control them, why had he let Mingyou run amok for so long? There had to be a limit.
There was. Cyrus could use this method to control a Pokémon or human only just after they traveled through space-time, while the Terastal Energy inside them had yet to stabilize. He could inject Terastal Energy carrying the equivalent of a virus, then control them through Control Chips.
But that created a problem: the Terastal