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Across countless worlds and dimensions, powerful beings stared in shock at the same sight.
The massive energy sphere devouring everything in its path was still expanding.Wildly. Endlessly.
It felt as if there were no limits to it at all.
"What… what kind of terrifying power is that?!"
"My god! That force is actually changing the local weather! Look at those thunderclouds—each bolt of lightning could probably blast a giant crater into the ground! What kind of power is this?!"
"It's unbelievable! If I were standing in the center of that energy ball—no, even near the edge—I'd already be completely erased. Not even ashes would remain!"
Everyone could see it clearly.
In the sky, lightning roared like an enraged beast.
It felt as if the entire world itself feared the catastrophic power created by the clash between Cell and Gohan.
No one expected that the collision of two simple Kamehameha waves could reach the level of a natural disaster.
The intensity of this clash was several times more terrifying than the ultimate battle between Seiya and Saga.
At this point, no one could argue anymore about ranking the Dragon Ball universe above the Saint Seiya world. The difference in scale was obvious.
Even the warriors of the Saint Seiya world who had once questioned the ranking were now completely convinced.
Utterly awestruck.
"If that young man named Son Gohan appeared in our world," the Virgo Saint Shaka said softly, admiration shining in his eyes, "he would undoubtedly be recognized by a Sacred Cloth."
After all, the Sagittarius Cloth still had no owner.
"But… can Gohan really withstand that kind of shock?"
Leo Saint Aiolia swallowed hard.
His usual carefree attitude had vanished, replaced with a grave expression.
Faced with power that surpassed dimensions themselves, even he felt a rare sense of pressure.
Especially when he saw the terrifying storm clouds and heard the thunder roaring across the sky.
He understood something very clearly.
Those storms were only the aftereffects of the collision between two energy waves.
But even if they wore their Gold Cloths and had awakened the Seventh Sense, rushing into that battlefield would still mean instant annihilation. Their bodies would be torn apart by the violent energy in seconds.
Aiolia had a strong feeling.
This apocalyptic spectacle might last for quite some time.
It might even become some strange, permanent "cosmic wonder."
But the key point of the battle was simple.
The clash between the two beams would ultimately be decided by one thing.
Stamina.
Whoever ran out of strength first would lose.
Aiolia hated to admit it, but from the footage alone, the evil Cell seemed to have the greater advantage.
Far away, the enormous blue energy sphere finally reached its limit and stopped expanding.
What followed would be the most brutal part of the fight.
A pure contest of endurance and willpower between Cell and Gohan.
The terrifying strength displayed by both fighters shattered the pride of countless so-called "strongest beings" across the multiverse.
Even the Four Emperors of the New World—Kaido and Big Mom—quietly put away their arrogant attitudes.
They might rule the seas of the Grand Line.
But against monsters like this?
They wouldn't stand a chance.
"Just who filmed this video?" someone wondered aloud. "How did they capture something that transcends dimensions?"
"Stop overthinking it," someone replied immediately. "Some scenes clearly aren't even from our world. That means the one recording this can travel through time and space as easily as drinking water."
"Trying to guess the identity of someone like that is just asking for death."
Another person sighed.
"I used to think I was the strongest being in existence. But it turns out that in the endless universe, monsters like this exist… and there's more than one. My vision was far too narrow."
The Pirate World
Red-Haired Shanks narrowed his eyes and slowly stood up.
"What an eye-opening sight," he said quietly. "Humans can actually train themselves to reach that level."
He smiled faintly.
"I've decided. I'm heading back to land to train properly."
Inside a gloomy castle, Dracule Mihawk silently watched the screen.
His hand tightened around the black blade Yoru.
"It's a good thing the world contains fighters like this," he murmured. "Seeing strength at the very peak is exciting."
"Across countless worlds there are powerful warriors—Madara Uchiha, Saints, Saitama, Toriko… and now this Cell and the boy Gohan."
He shook his head slightly.
"My vision has been too small."
His eyes burned with anticipation.
"If I ever have the chance to cross blades with any of them—even if my odds of winning are almost zero—I would never back down."
Even as the world's greatest swordsman, Mihawk had never lost his hunger to grow stronger.
He didn't care how the video had spread.
He didn't care whether those fighters existed in his world.
If he had even a one-in-ten-thousand chance of meeting them—
He would challenge them without hesitation.
Climbing toward ever greater heights of martial skill.
That was the unchanging heart of a true warrior.
A Small Boat on the Grand Line
Luffy and Chopper clung to each other, trembling like leaves in a storm.
They had already been sailing this route for a while. Their crew had grown to five members.
But after seeing the terrifying power displayed on the screen…
Luffy didn't even have time to think about whether those people belonged to his world.
The shockwaves from the Kamehameha alone were enough to crush their adventurous spirit.
Their confidence had completely collapsed.
"This is way too scary! Those two are ridiculously strong!!"
"Waaah! The power gap is insane! It's not even the same dimension!"
"My god, if that monster showed up on the Grand Line and targeted us… Chopper would be roasted and stuffed straight into Luffy's stomach!"
"That's insane! Are these really the strongest beings in the world? Why haven't we ever seen their bounty posters?! Are they some hidden land-dwelling tribe or something?!"
Zoro's mouth twitched, veins bulging on his forehead.
"So terrifying…"
"Is this what the peak of power looks like?"
"Back at the Baratie, I thought I'd already seen the world."
Now he shook his head bitterly.
"Turns out my knowledge wasn't even worthy of a frog at the bottom of a well."
"It's more like… a maggot in a pile of filth."
Seeing the completely stunned expressions on Luffy, Chopper, and Zoro, their mental defenses utterly shattered…
Usopp and Nami were already starting to reconsider their life choices.
Maybe…
They should just turn around and go back to the East Blue.
What "Grand Line"?
This place clearly looked like hell designed for god-tier monsters.
Staying here was basically suicide.
Even if Cell didn't attack them personally, just one stray shockwave from a battle like that would instantly reduce them to dust.
Would the end of the Grand Line really contain creatures like this?
It felt like no matter how many lifetimes you trained, you still wouldn't even be able to touch the edge of their clothing.
Pure despair.
For rookie pirates who hadn't even mastered Haki yet, the world-ending spectacle on screen hit them like a nuclear bomb.
Other Worlds
In the Spirit Cage world, someone shouted:
"Boss! I'm about to cry! That Cell guy is the ultimate villain! The fact that Gohan has lasted this long is already a miracle!"
"Exactly! Look at him—he's just a kid! Fighting a world-destroying monster like that? That's legendary!"
"Even if Cell wins, Gohan's name will definitely be remembered across the universe!"
In the Scissor Seven world, Ah Qi's eyes sparkled.
"Whoa! That Kamehameha move looks awesome! Ji Dabao, I wanna learn it!"
Ji Dabao rolled his eyes so hard his neck almost twisted.
Learn it?
Please.
A move that could flatten mountains?
With Ah Qi's pathetic skills, he'd only manage that in his dreams.
In the One Punch Man world, Genos stared at the screen in shock.
"Sensei! That boy Gohan is a warrior worthy of my highest respect!"
Beside him, Saitama nodded excitedly like a kid who had just received a new toy.
The fighting instinct buried deep in his bones was boiling.
"Yeah… that kid…"
Saitama grinned.
"His limits might be even deeper than mine."
The Super God World
Angel Yan looked at the exhausted, blood-covered Gohan and sighed softly.
"The outcome is already decided."
"What a pity. Such a genius."
Her original queen-like arrogance had completely disappeared.
The power shown by Cell and Gohan had shattered it.
In terms of raw destructive power, those two Saiyans already surpassed most angels.
Maybe even her own peak strength.
Yan had always respected true power.
But she also felt slightly annoyed.
This was already the eighth legendary moment shown in the video.
Why hadn't the Angel civilization appeared yet?
"Lady Yan," a guardian angel said eagerly, "the tenth or eleventh legendary moment will definitely belong to us!"
"Maybe the Second Divine War… or the final battle of the Third Age of Exploration!"
The other angels nodded confidently.
Eight moments had passed already.
There was no way the guardians of the universe wouldn't appear eventually.
Across countless worlds, spectators believed the battle was already decided.
Victory seemed certain to belong to the evil Cell.
People had begun wondering what the next legendary scene would be.
But suddenly—
Everyone's eyes widened.
From behind Cell, five warriors launched a sudden attack.
Vegeta.
Piccolo.
Krillin.
Tien Shinhan.
Yamcha.
They unleashed a barrage of energy blasts together, trying to disrupt Cell's power—even if only by the smallest amount.
But Cell's face showed nothing but cold disdain.
The armor on his back opened suddenly.
A terrifying aura exploded outward like a tidal wave.
It slammed directly into the combined attack of the five warriors.
Even worse—
That violent surge crushed their joint strike instantly.
"AHHHH—!!"
Their desperate screams echoed as they were blown away like rag dolls, thrown violently across the battlefield.
Watching this scene, spectators across the multiverse felt their hearts sink again.
Cell truly seemed unstoppable.
Krillin and the others trying to resist was like ants trying to shake a mountain.
Completely futile.
Yet their courage, fighting despite knowing they would lose, earned the respect of countless viewers.
These warriors deserved the admiration of all living beings.
The World of The Outcast
Zhang Chulan sighed quietly.
Even geniuses like Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye felt deeply shaken.
Cell had defeated five top fighters with nothing but the shockwave from his aura.
And the worst part?
His main power was still focused on the life-and-death beam clash with Gohan.
What kind of ridiculous strength was that?
"That bug-looking monster… is that really his power?" someone muttered. "It's like he's performing magic."
"My god! If it were us, even if our grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng came back to life, he couldn't withstand a single hair of that monster!"
Even Zhang Zhiwei, the legendary Heavenly Master closest to godhood, had become unusually quiet.
He had to admit it.
Cell had truly shocked him.
"This level of power is terrifying."
"Thankfully… that monster doesn't exist in my world."
Although he had always hoped for an equal opponent to spar with—
He wasn't stupid.
If he met someone on Cell's level, he would immediately turn around and run as fast as possible.
Back on the battlefield.
Cell's arrogant voice echoed through the air.
"For someone with a body covered in wounds, lasting this long is quite impressive."
He smirked.
"But…"
"The game is over."
Before the words had even finished echoing—
A violent surge of power exploded from his body.
The Kamehameha in his hands suddenly doubled in size.
Its blinding light grew even brighter.
"....."