Back inside the ship, Lott was hyperventilating. He stared at Miko like he was looking at a ghost.
"You... you just declared war on ten thousand lizards," Lott whispered. "They're going to hunt us. They won't stop until we're torn to pieces you saiyans are to battle driven, you dont use your brains only your fist with the way this is going we will become a pile of flesh and bones sooner or later."
"Let them try, you worry too much just a bunch of lizards and you are this frightened, how the hell did you make it into the frieza force" Miko said, his voice calm despite the adrenaline still surging through his veins. He sat on the floor of the pod, crossing his legs. "Besides they are my training target, I need them to be ready for when I come."
Miko closed his eyes.
[Ding!]
[New Objective: Thin the Herd.]
[Target: The 12 Royal Elites.]
[Reward for each Elite: +100 Combat Power, Minor Ki Mastery.]
Miko's smirk returned. "Twelve guards. Those are just twelve shining loot in my eyes. Lott, find me the weakest signature of the twelve. We start tonight."
Under the cover of the twin moons, Miko dropped from the ship three miles out from the volcanic fortress. He didn't use his aura this time. He moved through the jagged rocks like a shadow, his tail wrapped tightly around his waist to prevent it from snagging on the brush.
[Combat Power: 2,750 (Rising...)]
The Blue Sun had set, but the "battery" in his cells was still at 90%. He felt light. Every step was silent.
High up on a ridge overlooking the valley, a massive lizard stood guard. It was different from the others—its scales were deep crimson, and it carried a spear made of dragon-bone.
[Target: Elite Guard #12] [Combat Power: 1,500]
"1,500," Miko muttered. "A warm-up."
Miko didn't lunge. He wanted to test his Ki Control. He pointed a finger, focusing a tiny, needle-thin point of green energy at the tip. He has been practising how to use ki in soo many ways, but this is the most silent way so far.
The Elite lizard turned its head, sensing a disturbance in the air , but it was too late.
[Skill Used: Ki Needle]
A silent streak of green light hissed through the air. It pierced the Elite's throat before it could even let out a croak. The beast stumbled, its bone-spear clattering against the rocks.
Miko blurred forward, catching the massive body before it hit the ground to keep the noise down. He dragged the carcass into a nearby crevice.
[Ding!]
[Target Eliminated.]
[Combat Power +100]
[Ki Mastery: 25%]
Miko didn't stop there. Over the next six hours, he haunted the perimeter of the volcano.
By the time the blue sun began to peek over the horizon again, the Great King's army was in a state of absolute chaos. Three more Elites had vanished. Miko has eliminated just three currently each one was executed well but he could only carry that much ground .
Miko stood atop a high peak, bathing in the first rays of the blue morning. He felt the solar radiation hit his skin, and his power level responded with a violent jump.
"System. Status."
[Host: Miko]
[Race: Legendary Saiyan / Kryptonian Hybrid]
[Combat Power: 3,200 (Rising...)]
[Status: Solar Battery Overcharging]
His skin began to emit a faint steam. The combination of the Zenkai boosts from his nightly hunts and the intense blue radiation was pushing his body to the limit.
"3,200," Miko rasped, his eyes glowing brighter than ever. "The 'Great King' is at 4,700. I'm closing in. But I can feel it... my body is getting too hot. I need to vent this energy fast oram the one going to go kaboom."
He looked down at the valley where thousands of lizard soldiers were scurrying like ants, terrified of the "invisible demon" in the night.
"Lott!" Miko shouted into his communicator. "Tell the reptilian brute to wake up. It's time for a direct assault. I'm done hiding."
Miko stood on the edge of the volcanic cliff, his silhouette framed by the rising blue sun. The steam rising from his skin wasn't just sweat; it was his very Ki boiling over. The "Solar Battery" in his marrow was full, and his Saiyan cells were screaming for a release.
Below him, the valley was a sea of scales. Thousands of lizard soldiers had gathered at the base of the ziggurat, hissing and snapping their jaws as they looked for the "demon" that had harvested their brothers in the night . It was quite a chilling scene seeing lots of lizards gathered together to hunt one man or Saiyan hybrid down
"Lott! Get the ship back! I'm about to blow the lid off this place!" Miko barked into the comms.
"What are you doing?! You're right above them, dont do anything stupid you will get us all killed!" Lott's voice shrieked through the earpiece.
"I'm venting and I have to vent it out fast," Miko said, a savage grin splitting his face.
He plummeted. He didn't even bother using any of his learnt techniques at all he didn't need them not now at least . He fell like a dead weight, letting the blue solar radiation ignite around him. As he hit the ground in the center of the horde, he didn't just punch—he detonated.
[Skill Unlock: Solar Flare Nova]
"Eat this!"
Miko slammed his palms into the earth. He didn't try to compress the Ki this time. He opened the floodgates, letting the unstable, green Legendary energy fuse with the blinding blue solar power he'd been storing all night.
BOOM!
A massive dome of teal-colored fire erupted from his position. It wasn't a normal explosion; it was a localized supernova. The lizard soldiers in the first hundred yards weren't just hit—they were vaporized instantly. The shockwave stripped the scales off those further back, sending thousands of bodies flying like ragdolls into the volcanic rock walls.
[Ding!]
[Massive Kill Streak Detected!]
[Combat Power: 3,200 -> 3,500]
[New Title: The Blue Devil of the Void]
As the dust and heat haze cleared, a massive circular crater sat where the center of the army had been. Miko stood in the middle, his shirt gone and his Saiyan tail lashing behind him. His eyes were no longer just green—they were pulsing with a secondary blue ring.
"Is that all?" Miko shouted, his voice echoing through the silent, terrified valley.
From the top of the ziggurat, the Great King let out a roar of pure agony and rage. Seeing his army decimated by a single "brat" had finally broken his patience. He signaled to the remaining eight Elites.
"Oh, finally," Miko muttered, cracking his neck as the eight high-level signatures began to close in on him from all sides. "The main course is here."