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Broly whipped around and kicked back at Vegeta's fist, knocking it aside.
The three of them locked into a tense standoff. But a bad feeling tugged at Broly's instincts. The two Saiyans clearly wanted him dead… yet for some reason, they didn't feel like they were actually trying to kill him. It felt more like they were deliberately stalling him in place.
Not good.
Broly tried to slip free, but with Turles and Vegeta pinning him down on both sides, he couldn't break out.
A sudden blast hit him square in the back. Garlic Jr. had somehow appeared behind him without a sound, and the energy bullet launched Broly into the air.
The moment he was airborne, the three attackers struck again. Each gathered a portion of their ki, fired their attacks upward, and the blasts merged mid-flight into a massive beam that swallowed Broly while he was still weightless and helpless.
"Broly!" Goku's red aura flared violently as he tried to rush over, but his base strength was too low. Even with Kaio-ken x10 he still wasn't close to their level. Vegeta casually backhanded him away, sending him slamming into a pile of shattered rock even faster than before.
Broly, hit head-on by the combined blast, smashed straight into the mountainside. The impact nearly punched a hole through the entire mountain. The shockwave alone made it clear how brutal the attack had been.
He didn't move.
"Did… did that guy die?" Turles asked uncertainly, staring at the almost-penetrated mountain wall.
"Impossible. I know him. He might be badly hurt, but he won't die. And if he's alive, that's even better. I'll beat him myself. I'll erase my shame with my own hands."
A series of rocks clattered to the ground. Then slow, heavy footsteps echoed from the dust-shrouded hole.
"Heh. Not bad. Not bad at all. The three of you actually worked together pretty well."Broly stepped into view, his mocking voice preceding him. And when they finally saw him clearly—completely unharmed—the three of them recoiled in shock.
What… what kind of monster is this guy?
All three had hit him with everything they had, and he didn't even take a scratch. The thought hammered through all their minds at the same time. Vegeta clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles popped. The hope of killing Broly and reclaiming his pride felt more and more hopeless.
It looked like the blast had struck him dead-on… but Broly's body was absurdly durable, and with Kaio-ken x10 reinforcing his defenses, the attack barely did anything. At most, it made him look slightly disheveled.
Still, the exchange gave Broly a crystal-clear read on everyone's power.
His own power had climbed again, brushing up near 500,000. With Kaio-ken x10, he could hit around five million. With his monstrous physique added on top, he could absolutely crush Vegeta or Turles one-on-one. Even fighting those two together wasn't a problem.
But adding Garlic Jr.—who still hadn't shown his full strength—made things difficult.
Broly had noticed from the beginning: Garlic Jr. hadn't been using his full power at all.
Even if he did, Broly wouldn't necessarily lose. But with Kaio-ken x10, he still didn't surpass Garlic Jr. in raw ki output. His body could make up the gap, but it wasn't a winning situation. And with two of them constantly harassing him while the third attacked from behind, he was forced to divide his attention.
Fine. If that's the case…
"Kaio-ken x15!"
Red flames exploded around him, surging so violently the air distorted. Broly vanished.
A thunderous impact sounded. Vegeta's massive body flew backward like a cannonball. If time had frozen in that instant, you could clearly see his stomach caved inward from the blow. Broly's grudge against him was written right into that strike.
Sure, future Vegeta would mellow out after meeting Goku. But right now? Everything he'd done disgusted Broly. And Broly wasn't the type to forgive or forget. His style was simple: direct, violent, and final.
Broly floated in midair, drawing back the knee he'd used to strike Vegeta. He turned his head toward Turles and Garlic Jr. with a wicked smile.
And vanished again.
"Damn it… Turles, move!" Turles heard the shout and tried to dodge. He instinctively crossed his arms in front of him, but he couldn't keep up with Broly's speed.
Broly appeared in front of him just as his arms finished crossing. A metal-hard fist slammed into them. The crack echoed sharply. Turles screamed as both arms went limp, and the leftover force smashed into his chest, sending him flying.
Before he even hit the ground, Broly appeared in front of him again. His right hand opened, palm aimed at Turles' face. Energy condensed rapidly in his palm.
"N-no! Please, spare me! I won't go against you again, I swear! Please, don't kill me! I… I can give you treasures. If you take this thing, you'll have unlimited—"
"The Fruit of the Tree of Might, right? And the seeds too? I don't need any of that."
Turles broke down into desperate, incoherent begging.
Broly didn't care.
A point-blank annihilation blast erased him completely.
With two down, Broly turned toward Garlic Jr.. The same twisted smile tugged at his lips.
"You. Trash. Your turn. Come over here and die."
Hearing the exact same humiliating words Broly had used before made Garlic Jr. explode with rage. He released all of his power at once, spiking to 6.2 million, a jump of nearly 400,000.
Broly still didn't look impressed. "That's it? Anything you want to say before you die? Speak now, because you won't get another chance."
"Broly, was it…? You'll regret this. I swear you'll regret it. You're about to witness the one and only time I will ever use the forbidden ultimate technique of the Demon Star!"
Broly immediately focused, genuinely alert. The name sounded dramatic enough that it actually caught his interest.
Which was why what happened next stunned him.
Garlic Jr. spun around and ran.
Straight up ran for his life.
Broly froze for a full second, disappointed and confused, before quickly chasing after him.
"....."