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The atmosphere suddenly grew heavy.
Seeing Super Broly's unusually serious expression, Paragus knew this wasn't something to doubt.
"Then, Broly… what are you planning to do?"
Super Broly closed his eyes, recalling what Trunks had told him days ago: If his younger brother ever went astray or lost control, Trunks would be the first to find him.
And indeed, back then, when Z Broly had flown off, Trunks had appeared almost instantly to track him down.
Thinking of this, Super Broly leapt into the air and jumped off the Lookout, calling back only one line…
"Father, I'm going to find Trunks!"
Within moments, his figure vanished completely into the horizon. Paragus hurried to the edge of the Lookout, crouching down and shouting after him, "Then I'm counting on you, Broly!"
Super Broly didn't respond as he was already gone, leaving Paragus crouched there, worry etched across his face.
Dende stepped forward, offering reassurance: "It'll be fine, Paragus San. If it's Brother Trunks, I'm sure he'll know what to do."
…
Kame House
Bright sunlight sparkled across the ocean surface, and a gentle breeze swept through the air.
An old man was lounging lazily in a recliner, a look of pure bliss on his wrinkled face. He was surrounded by several beautiful, bikini-clad women who were tending to him, offering fruit and chilled drinks with sweet smiles.
Master Roshi (the Turtle Hermit) squinted his eyes, basking in the warmth of the moment with absolute contentment.
"Wahahaha!" He let out a hearty laugh, thinking proudly to himself: "Trunks, my boy, you've truly given me the happiest days of my entire life!"
Over these recent days, not only had Trunks been training hard, but the Turtle Hermit himself had been busy with his own special training. He practiced every day without fail, constantly challenging his limits, unlocking new "moves" he'd learned from watching TV programs.
Through rigorous discipline, he had finally overcome his lifelong weakness; no longer did he get nosebleeds every time he saw a beautiful woman! Now, Roshi could look at beauty with calm confidence. His eyes gleamed with self-assurance, and his posture radiated renewed vigor.
Still, on closer inspection, it was clear that his body had become a bit thinner, though he remained sturdy, filled with that familiar vitality.
Age had certainly left its marks, but he still exuded the energy of an old master who refused to fade away.
Suddenly, Roshi's expression hardened. He jumped up from his chair, all traces of leisure gone.
He could feel it: a powerful energy signature was rapidly approaching.
In the blink of an eye, a small speck appeared on the horizon above the ocean.
A second later, that speck grew clearer, and the unmistakable form of Super Broly came into view. Roshi immediately recognized him, and so, he didn't panic, after all, he knew Broly was one of the good guys.
He was only puzzled about why this powerhouse had come here.
Landing in front of Kame House, Super Broly began scanning the area, his senses spreading out, searching for any sign of Trunks.
But after a while, he found nothing.
"Strange," He muttered, frowning. "I could sense Trunks's energy here just moments ago…"
His sudden arrival drew the attention of the bikini-clad women nearby.
"Sir, are you looking for Young Master Trunks?" One blonde woman asked timidly.
Before Broly could respond, Roshi instantly leapt in front of him.
"Trunks just left," The old master said. "If you've got something urgent, I can take you to him."
Super Broly looked down at Roshi and gave a short nod. He reached out, intending to grab Roshi's hand so they could set off right away…
But just then…
Whoosh!
A familiar figure appeared before Super Broly.
It was Trunks, who gazed steadily at him.
He knew that Broly should still be training up at the Lookout, so for him to suddenly come searching like this, something serious must have happened.
"What's wrong, Broly?" Trunks asked.
Super Broly's eyes lit up the moment he saw him.
"Trunks, I think something's happened to my younger brother," He said gravely. "I need you to take me to him."
He then explained everything he had experienced during his meditation, every strange detail, every unsettling feeling.
When Broly finished speaking, Trunks murmured thoughtfully, "A telepathic resonance between brothers, huh?"
He nodded slightly.
"It's possible. So, what you're saying is, you want me to use Instant Transmission to take you to him?"
Super Broly nodded firmly and said again,
"Yes!"
Seeing how determined Broly looked, Trunks decided to help him. Besides, he was curious to see whether Broly's instincts were truly right.
"Alright then," Trunks said, placing a hand on Broly's shoulder.
He pressed two fingers to his forehead and began searching for Z Broly's energy signature. After about a minute of focus, he finally locked onto it, but to his surprise, there was another familiar aura right beside it.
"Frieza?" Trunks frowned. "Why the hell would those two be in the same place?"
Still puzzled, he activated Instant Transmission.
…
Planet M2
Z Broly had turned his own body into a living bomb, hurling himself straight toward Cooler with reckless abandon.
Even Frieza hadn't expected such madness from him.
Without caring whether Z Broly lived or died, Frieza unleashed his most powerful attack toward him, pretending it was to "help" Broly, but in truth, hoping to kill two birds with one stone by eliminating both nuisances at once.
The Ultimate Undead Cooler, after transforming, was indeed a terrifying opponent, so Frieza poured his entire power into that single strike.
He was certain that, combined with Z Broly's suicidal energy, it would be enough to erase Cooler completely from existence.
As he watched Cooler's expression twist in fear in the distance, Frieza smirked confidently.
"This time… it's over," He thought.
BOOM… BOOM… BOOM!!!
The explosion was like a planetary cataclysm, Z Broly's body ignited with divine flames, and using himself as the medium, he unleashed a level of destruction never before seen.
Infernal firestorms swept across the battlefield, devouring Cooler's entire body in a blaze of annihilation.
Z Broly's body, however, was now torn and broken, he collapsed to the ground, battered and barely breathing.
Frieza stared at him in disbelief.
"He's… still alive?"
Even after that? It was unthinkable.
Z Broly gasped heavily, glancing at the place where Cooler had vanished. Seeing no trace of him, he finally let his head fall back, relieved.
But just then, a golden figure appeared before him.
"Ho ho ho… Lord Paragus's younger son," Frieza sneered. "You really did me a favor there. I didn't expect you to still be breathing, though."
His grin twisted into malice, a deadly laser forming at his fingertip.
Just as he was about to fire… something changed.
The so-called "Ultimate Undead Cooler"… hadn't died at all.
Instead, more and more of him were beginning to appear, surrounding both Frieza and Z Broly from every direction.
(End Of This Chapter)
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