Broly's vision gradually returned. His eyes narrowed coldly at Muse.
"Trying to fool me?" Broly's expression grew darker and darker.
Muse stared in shock at Ken inside the robot, then jerked his head stiffly to glance back at Broly.
"H–How is this possible? How are you inside my Luke's body?" Muse stammered in disbelief.
But before he could react further, Broly suddenly grabbed Muse's left leg with one hand and his right leg with the other.
"You… what are you doing?" Muse felt a terrible premonition rise in his chest. "Do you know who my father is? My father is Mosco!"
"Wait!" Merus cried out in alarm.
Riiip!
Broly gave a brutal tug—and tore Muse cleanly in half.
Boom!
Broly then opened his mouth wide, unleashing a massive wave of energy that swallowed Muse's body whole, leaving nothing behind.
Merus: "…"
Sweat slid down Merus's cheek.
"Hmph." Broly snorted, rolling his eyes at Merus.
Wait for you?
No way.
Who do you think you are—Ken?
"This is bad…" Merus muttered bitterly. "As I feared, his father really is Lord Mosco, the God of Destruction."
"The son of the Third Universe's God of Destruction came strutting into our universe and even insulted you, a trainee Angel. Honestly, his death is just his misfortune," Ken said indifferently from inside the robot.
Besides, Merus was involved in this mess too. When the time came, Ken could just throw the blame onto him.
No way Mosco would dare harm an Angel.
Merus had no response.
A heavy silence followed.
"If Lord Mosco learns the truth, he'll definitely hunt down Broly with everything he's got," Merus said, wiping his sweat.
"Then don't let him find out," Ken replied thoughtfully.
"You're right. We'll have to hide this," Merus agreed with a nod.
Ken: "…"
I thought you'd say we should confess.
Didn't expect Angels could be this devious.
"Mosco? He strong?" Broly suddenly asked.
"Right now, you're no match for him," Ken admitted with a nod.
"What about now?" Golden light flickered briefly over Broly's body.
Ken shook his head.
Broly scratched his head, but his eyes burned with fighting spirit.
At that moment, he desperately wished to become even stronger.
Merus, meanwhile, felt like ever since he'd met Ken and Broly, everything had spun out of control.
First, Frieza's son Ize had been ripped in half.
That was one thing—after all, Ize was just another mortal.
But now, Lord Mosco's son had been torn in half by Broly as well.
This was trouble.
Frieza's matter could be pushed onto the Supreme Kai.
But the son of a God of Destruction… that wasn't something so easily solved.
Would they really have to drag the Grand Priest into this over such a thing?
Merus felt his head pounding.
After a moment's thought, he decided firmly and said to Ken: "We should deal with this robot first. It probably has a tracking system, maybe even audio or video feeds. The battle could already be transmitting back to the Third Universe."
"That's easy. We'll just destroy everything," Ken replied, flying out of the robot. Angelic Power flowed through his hands, enveloping the machine.
Merus didn't know what to say.
That's your solution? Just brute force?
A short silence passed.
"I'll help." Merus flew forward, releasing his own Angelic Power.
"I'll join in too," Broly said, stepping up.
"Stand back!" Ken barked.
What are you butting in for?
You think you can handle this?
Broly scratched his head, then obediently stepped back.
With Merus and Ken working together, their Angelic Power washed through the robot, scrubbing it clean. Within moments, every tracking and recording system had been wiped out completely.
"Alright. That should take care of it," Ken said with a satisfied grin.
Merus's expression was complicated.
Why did it feel like he, a trainee Angel, had just done something shady alongside Ken?
Was this really the right thing to do?
Forget it—too late to worry now.
It was his fault this happened anyway.
"Don't blame yourself, Merus," Ken said comfortingly. "This isn't your fault."
Merus: "…"
Coming from you, I really don't know how to respond.
"Think about it. He came after us first, didn't he?" Ken pointed out.
"You're… not wrong," Merus admitted with a serious nod.
"But then again…" Ken mused, "when that red runt died, wouldn't his soul have gone to the Otherworld?"
Merus silently wiped his sweat.
Are you actually planning to destroy his soul too?
He didn't dare imagine further.
"Can you take me to the Otherworld?" Ken asked suddenly.
Merus nearly choked.
Of course. I should've seen this coming.
"You're really planning to wipe out his soul…" Merus muttered, face pale. "This isn't good. He's already dead, and with my current power I can't revive him—but a true Angel could. If his soul is destroyed too, then even a full Angel couldn't bring him back."
"So even if his soul is found, Mosco will still know who killed him, right?" Ken asked.
Merus: "…"
"I don't really care. He might not be able to find me. But you—it's different. Your spaceship is too conspicuous. If he traces it back, he'll know you're with the Galactic Patrol. Then what? How will you carry on your training? Do you want to expose your true identity?"
Ken's words left Merus visibly troubled.
Ken fell silent, watching him carefully, waiting for his decision.
Twenty seconds of silence ticked by.
Finally, Merus drew a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said: "Fine. We can recover his soul first. But we can't destroy it. I'll keep it safe myself."
"Alright," Ken nodded without objection.
"I'll handle this alone. You two stay out of it. Even if Lord Mosco finds me, with my identity I doubt he'll press too hard. Besides, as long as his son's soul remains, he can be revived…" Merus reasoned.
"Then make sure you use Angelic Power to wash his memory clean—erase how he died," Ken added casually.
Merus could only sweat in silence.
You're seriously planning to erase him completely.
He dared not think any further.
(End of Chapter)
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