Rumble, Rumble, !
Enormous fireworks seemed to blossom across the sky in an instant.
The sky glowed as one while the earth trembled.
Smoke billowed everywhere.
This was Gogeta. This was a one-sided domination.
Everyone fixed their eyes on him.
Bulla's face was filled with shock. She hadn't expected Gogeta to crush Black Vegito so effortlessly and so eaisely. After all, this was Black Vegito, the guy had given them such a hard time.
Gohan wanted to say something, but at that moment, a smile replaced all the words in his heart.
Meanwhile, in West City, Future Bulma and the others were filled with doubt. They had also sensed an unfamiliar, powerful aura overwhelm another powerful one.
The group looked at one another in confusion.
"What's going on? It feels like there are two more auras now!" Videl exclaimed. She was eager to take off, ready to fly toward the battlefield.
With something this monumental unfolding, Future Bulma, their leader, was already struggling to contain herself. But Trunks had warned them repeatedly not to get involved in this matter.
"Wait, Videl! Don't go! Leave it to Trunks and the others! That powerful aura probably isn't an enemy. After all, Trunks and the others' Ki hasn't clashed with it."
Future Bulma quickly stopped Videl again, adding, "If we go, we'll only get in the way. Compared to them, we're far too weak."
Hearing this, Videl reluctantly suppressed her curiosity.
At the heart of the battlefield, aside from the thick smoke, the surrounding buildings were largely untouched.
The city's destruction hadn't worsened.
This was entirely because Gogeta had such masterful control over his Soul Punisher. It was hard to imagine just how absurd his control over Ki really was.
Gogeta gazed sternly at everything beneath him.
"Is it over, Dad?!"
Bulla cheered with joy, waving her arms wildly and fixing her eyes on Gogeta.
Gohan finally let out a relieved smile beside her. As expected of the ultimate warrior, born from the fusion of his father and Vegeta Oji San.
Gogeta returned a kind smile and prepared to descend to the ground. But at that very moment, the death-defying Super Broly stirred once more.
Sensing no further movement from Black Vegito, he shifted his gaze to Gogeta and his colossal figure charged toward him.
With a furious roar, the green aura around Super Broly flared wildly!
Black Vegito's earlier attacks had only knocked him unconscious. Now, it was as though he had been reborn from the brink of death.
His innate Saiyan passive trait had been refreshed; he was even stronger than before! Green energy exploded outward from his body, surging into the sky and sweeping across the landscape.
Super Broly was truly the most overpowered existence!
Trunks transformed into a full-power Super Saiyan 4 once again to withstand the pressure from Broly's Ki and Bulla also transformed into Super Saiyan 4 once more.
But when she tried to push into that berserk SSJ4 state she had reached before, she found she couldn't return to that same peak.
Frustrated, she tried again, but to no avail.
"Stand behind me!" Trunks commanded when he saw this.
With no other choice, Bulla retreated behind Trunks.
Trunks looked up at the sky, his gaze locking onto Gogeta.
(So, Dad, what will you do now?)
As these thoughts raced through his mind, Super Broly suddenly blasted upward like a rocket at full throttle. His hands were neatly placed at his waist, and force built fiercely within him.
The violent aura whipped at Gogeta's hair.
Yet his gaze remained unchanged, locked unwaveringly on Super Broly.
His face showed no emotion as he waited, ready to strike.
"AAAHHH!!!" The roar drew closer, but Gogeta remained as steady as a mountain.
The next second, his eyes flickered.
And then, golden hair flashed into view, revealing a handsome warrior in all his brilliance.
In the blink of an eye, Gogeta spread his five fingers wide and aimed at Super Broly.
Boom!
It was Vegeta's signature technique, the 'Big Bang Attack'!
But from Gogeta's hand, it burst forth with an effect hundreds of times stronger than usual.
With a cold look in his eyes, Gogeta casually swung a fist, completely scorching Super Broly.
Screams tore from Super Broly's mouth one after another.
At that moment, he finally understood what pain truly was. He could not even hope to reach this overwhelming power. His body began to stagger, and it was on the verge of collapse.
Super Broly's blank, pale eyes regained clarity.
His wild, green-haired form dissolved before he closed his eyes and his body toppled and drifted down toward the ground.
Seeing this, Gogeta used Instant Transmission to catch him in his arms and descend gently.
Gogeta laid the massive warrior on the ground, choosing not to finish him off.
Clearly, the Son Goku side of Gogeta's soul had guided that choice.
Gogeta turned and looked at the other three.
The first to rush him was, of course, Bulla. She threw herself straight into his arms and trembled with excitement.
"Daddy! You finally came!" She nestled against him like a little bird.
Gogeta patted her back and, after a moment, gently set her aside.
"Mm. It's over."
But the next second, Gogeta's expression turned serious.
"Though, it seems we may not be able to return to our own timeline. This time, finding you was nothing but a fluke..."
Gogeta explained everything in detail to them.
"So, in other words, I didn't come here using the time machine," he said apologetically.
"Don't worry, Daddy! We will be alright as long as Mom's here!" Bulla jumped up again, but her words left Gogeta puzzled. "Mom's here?" What does she mean?
Confused, Gogeta glanced at Trunks and Gohan.
"What does she mean?"
Gohan smiled. "Bulla's talking about this world's Bulma Oba San."
The group exchanged casual chatter.
But only Trunks kept staring intently at Gogeta.
(Strange… half an hour has already passed. Why hasn't he defused yet?)
The thought drifted into Gogeta's mind. Even he hadn't noticed that he was still whole.
By now, the fusion should've long since ended.
'Could it be… because of the turbulence in space-time?!'
Realization struck Gogeta, at this moment, it was the only explanation that made sense!
However, just as they were speaking and laughing together, the ruins suddenly stirred once more.
Black Vegito was not dead. Though his body was blasted to shreds, riddled with holes, not a patch of flesh intact, He was still moving, forcing his hand against his own body.
A faint green light blossomed in his palm.
It was none other than, healing magic.
(End Of This Chapter)
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