The sea wind howled like a mad beast, carrying salt and sand as it lashed across the battlefield. Waves of energy rippled endlessly through the air, and even space itself seemed to crack like fragile glass.
Super Broly had completely lost his temper. He looked like a volcano on the verge of erupting.
His eyes burned with ghostly green flames, his rage so intense that it seemed ready to burst from his sockets. Veins bulged across his forehead like thick, twisting serpents, and every strand of his hair stood upright like steel needles, gleaming as if they could pierce the sky.
A furious roar tore from his throat. The sound was deafening, carrying boundless grief and killing intent across the entire battlefield. Where the shockwave passed, the ground split into spiderweb-like cracks, and boulders shattered into pieces.
He stared at Black Z Broly with murderous intensity, his gaze sharp enough to cut through a soul. His twisted expression resembled a starving beast ready to tear its prey apart. Anyone who saw him would feel a chill run through their heart, as if a demon had crawled out of hell itself.
Back in Universe 7's Observation Room, Beerus frowned. Leaning lazily against his seat, he sighed and looked toward Whis.
"Whis, look at him. All that effort you spent training him was probably wasted."
He waved a hand dismissively, looking thoroughly disappointed.
"I told you from the beginning, he wasn't suited for your path. Honestly, he should've trained under me and learned how to control Destruction Energy instead."
Beerus spoke with complete confidence, clearly believing his approach would've been better.
Whis, however, remained perfectly calm. With a gentle smile, he looked at the screen and folded his hands gracefully in front of him.
"Is that so, Lord Beerus? But have you considered what would happen if he truly learned Destruction from you? An uncontrollable machine of destruction would become a disaster for the entire universe."
Beerus immediately fell silent. He opened his mouth, then stopped. That possibility had never crossed his mind.
"Many things can't be judged solely by how they appear on the surface," Whis said softly as he continued watching the battle between Super Broly and Black Z Broly.
His words made Beerus pause and think. Whis might act carefree most of the time, but when it came to the laws of the universe and the mysteries of power, he was still Beerus's teacher.
A huge question mark practically appeared over Beerus's head.
"Not judge by appearances? What does that mean?"
Beerus looked at him in confusion.
Whis only smiled mysteriously and offered no explanation. Curious, Beerus followed Whis's gaze back to the screen.
There stood Super Broly. His appearance looked almost identical to the berserk form he had used before, massive muscles, overwhelming pressure, terrifying presence. But then Beerus noticed something strange.
Broly's aura was perfectly stable. In the past, whenever he transformed into this form, his energy would become violently uncontrollable. Now it was calm, like a still lake without a single ripple.
A grin spread across Beerus's face. Then he looked at Black Z Broly on the screen and complained,
"Did Universe 10 run out of fighters or something? Why are they using people from other universes? And how did Zamasu even convince his counterparts from other timelines to join this tournament? Besides that,"
Beerus continued, folding his arms as he looked at Whis, clearly expecting an answer,
"Isn't it a major crime for so many Zamasus from other timelines to gather in our timeline?"
Whis raised his head, his gaze seeming to pass straight through the Observation Room toward where the Grand Zeno was seated.
"Yes. Universe 10 has violated the laws governing time," he explained calmly. "If it's only one or two cases of crossing timelines, Grand Zeno might overlook it. But Universe 10 has gathered far too many people from other timelines. So Zamasu will definitely be punished by Grand Zeno."
"That said, he hasn't done anything on the level of the Zamasu that Trunks told us about, the one who threatened the safety of an entire universe. And from what we've seen so far, Grand Zeno doesn't seem interested in punishing him yet. Besides, the tournament is still underway. Grand Zeno wants to watch the matches. Even if he intends to punish Zamasu, it will have to wait until the tournament is over."
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Supreme Kai Shin had heard every word from behind them. He slowly lowered his head, his brow furrowed as he stared silently at the floor.
"So... if Universe 10 loses this battle, the entire universe will be erased..." he murmured worriedly. "And if they somehow win... Zamasu will still be punished for everything he's done. Most likely, he'll be erased as well..."
The more he thought about it, the less it made sense.
"Then what exactly is he trying to accomplish?" Shin muttered to himself as he looked at the screen, completely puzzled. Then, all of a sudden, his body stiffened. "...Unless..."
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Island Module
Even after transforming into his green-haired form, Super Broly's appearance looked terrifying. An eerie green aura surrounded him, yet unlike before, his energy remained astonishingly stable, completely at odds with his savage appearance.
Black Z Broly still wore a smug smile. Arms crossed over his chest, his rose-pink hair fluttered in the wind as he looked down on Super Broly with utter contempt.
"Heh. Still putting on an act," he sneered. "Your little brother really was a troublesome brat. Just like you look now, a brainless idiot who only knows how to go berserk. I couldn't help myself... so I killed him. If I get the chance, I'd like to kill you too..."
Before he could finish, everything changed.
A beast appeared in front of him. Black Z Broly's vision blurred. He hadn't even had time to react before he felt something warm against his lips.
In less than one-hundredth of a second, that warmth expanded into something massive. Then he saw it: a fist the size of a sandbag was already right in front of his mouth.
'BOOM!!'
The punch slammed straight into his face with overwhelming force, stuffing every remaining word back down his throat.
"SHUT UP!!" Super Broly roared, his eyes bloodshot and overflowing with fury.
There were no fancy techniques. No clever tricks. Just pure rage and overwhelming brute force. He grabbed Black Z Broly by the throat, his fingers digging deep into the flesh.
Then...
'BAM! BAM! BAM!'
He repeatedly smashed his own forehead into Black Z Broly's. Each impact landed like a meteor striking the earth, producing thunderous crashes as blood sprayed into the air. It was violence in its purest form. The simplest attack, yet also the bloodiest.
Before Black Z Broly could even process what was happening, he felt something warm trickling down his face. Bright red blood flowed from the top of his head, running into his eyes and blurring his vision.
But Super Broly had no intention of stopping. If anything, his assault became even more ferocious. He was determined to tear the man before him apart.
(End Of This Chapter)
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