lovenovelstory Chapter 349: New Broly vs. Old Broly
Chapter 349: New Broly vs. Old Broly
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As the two were talking, their attention was suddenly drawn to the battle unfolding in another arena.
Broly vs. Broly!
Two fighters bearing the same name, yet hailing from different timelines, were locked in a clash so intense that it shook everyone watching.
Even the Gods of Destruction could not stay seated after witnessing their fight.
One after another, they flew over to the edge of the arena barrier, eager to watch the match up close.
Though the two shared the same name, they were easy to tell apart by appearance alone.
The Broly from Emperor Vegeta's timeline was using Super Saiyan 4 Full Power. The white battle armor and red cloak he had worn were already completely shredded.
His bare upper body was covered in crisscrossing scars, every one of them a mark left by countless battles in his past.
He fought with surging battle spirit, but remained silent, saying nothing as he threw himself into combat.
The Broly of this timeline had a mane of long purple hair, the symbol of Ultra Ego.
He was equally massive, and his upper body was likewise bare, but around his neck hung a strange golden collar, while golden bracers and greaves adorned his wrists and ankles.
There were no scars on his face or body. He also wore no mustache.
Yet his eyes were filled with nothing but pure savagery... and contempt.
And from time to time, he mocked his opponent.
Boom!
The two collided again in a world-shaking impact.
The entire space trembled violently.
Super Saiyan 4 Broly was hurled backward and slammed hard into the dome-like barrier above. The aftershock rippled outward, sending violent waves across its surface.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and desperately suppressed the frenzy rising in his mind, forcing himself to remain rational.
The Broly of this timeline curled his lips into a cruel grin.
"You call yourself Broly too?"
His Ultra Ego aura poured out without restraint, and the Gods of Destruction watching the match immediately felt an overwhelming pressure.
"That aura..."
"Something has to be wrong. How can his power exceed a God of Destruction's by that much?!"
"The Seventh Universe actually has a monster like this?!"
"If he had been the one competing in the Omni-King Tournament back then..."
No one knew who first raised that hypothetical, but the thought sent a chill through every God of Destruction present.
"Heh... pointless speculation. That guy has probably already reached a level even Beerus couldn't keep under control!"
Among all the competitors currently displaying their power, this universe's Broly was unquestionably the strongest in their eyes.
Full Metal Cell Max and Levos were both too mysterious for them to fully understand, but Broly was different. He had completely crushed the Gods of Destruction in every aspect they could measure.
In divine techniques, he had the advanced form of Ultra Ego. In raw combat power and physical strength, he was terrifyingly far beyond their reach.
They simply could not understand how such a monster had come into existence.
By all logic, a fighter like this should never have emerged out of obscurity.
"I can't believe... we're actually participating in a battle of this level!"
"Damn it! Levos tricked us again. He said this was just a game held by mortals..."
"You call that thing a mortal?"
The Gods of Destruction found it nearly impossible to accept.
"We cultivated for tens of millions of years to gain the strength and status we have now, and now random mortals are appearing one after another, beings we can't even deal with?"
Levos had been the first.
Then came Full Metal Cell Max.
And now, this Broly from the Seventh Universe...
They couldn't imagine who the next fighter to surpass their expectations would be.
As the Gods of Destruction whispered and argued among themselves, wondering whether they had fallen into one of Levos's traps by entering this game, inside the Saiyan imperial ship, Emperor Vegeta straightened slightly in his seat, his gaze turning incomparably serious.
"This Broly's power... is impressive. He's worth subjugating."
Levos was observing multiple battles at once, and of course he would not miss the showdown between the two Brolys.
"That one from the other timeline really does feel a bit like the new Broly," he murmured.
That also explained why Vegeta had been able to bring him under control.
Otherwise, given the original storyline where King Vegeta had sent men to assassinate Broly in infancy, there would have been no possibility of reconciliation between them.
Back in the Broly arena
"How pitiful. To think you'd submit to a piece of trash like Vegeta."
Though this timeline's Broly had never personally fought Vegeta, he had grown up hearing Paragus talk about him and knew exactly what kind of person he was.
Back then, he and his father had even planned to kill that prince.
Unfortunately, their investigation of Earth had shown that the man had been killed by mere androids.
Pathetic trash.
"You're nothing but a tamed dog. Staying alive only brings shame. I'll give you a quick death."
His opponent said nothing.
In the new Broly's world, there was only battle and orders.
Words beyond that were meaningless.
For more than two hundred years, this had been his style of fighting.
Only by staying cold and rational could he quickly learn his opponent's moves.
And then return those moves in a stronger form.
The next moment, the new Broly moved.
He appeared instantly in front of the purple-haired Broly.
A hand strike fast to the absolute limit slashed toward his neck.
Bang!
The other Broly raised an arm and blocked the blow with perfect precision.
A casual clash between them was enough to make the surrounding space shudder.
"Oh? So you've got courage after all."
The purple-haired Broly's smile was broad, but his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty cruelty.
The new Broly did not stop there.
Fists, elbows, knees, legs
With the combat experience earned through two hundred years of warfare, he had learned to turn every part of his body into a deadly weapon.
From every conceivable angle, from all directions, he launched attack after attack.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The purple-haired Broly didn't even bother to guard properly. He simply let the strikes land on him.
"Heh heh heh... too weak! Far too weak!"
He laughed gleefully, utterly enjoying himself.
He relished this sensation of complete control.
He delighted in the pleasure of playing with another version of himself like a toy.
"Now it's my turn to attack!"
Boom!
The moment the words left his mouth, he exploited an opening and drove a vicious kick into the new Broly's chest.
His chest caved in at once, and the crisp sound of shattering ribs echoed in every direction.
No one knew how many bones had just been broken.
The new Broly was sent flying as if struck by a hammer.
His feet carved two deep trenches through the ground before he finally crashed into the edge of the barrier and stopped.
A thread of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Yet his expression did not change at all. He merely raised a hand and wiped the blood away.
Then his sunken chest rapidly returned to normal.
"No injury? Your body's tougher than I expected."
The purple-haired Broly looked a little surprised.
Such horrifying regeneration immediately sparked suspicion among many of the spectators.
Standing beside Trunks, the Crown Prince offered the answer.
"That's right. Broly used the Dragon Balls to obtain immortality."
He paused, meeting Trunks's bewildered gaze, then continued:
"Not just him. The four imperial guards, including His Majesty himself we all gained that ability. In fact..."
He looked directly at Trunks.
"Every possible method you can imagine for using the Dragon Balls to enhance ourselves we used them all."
Trunks was horrified.
"Over two hundred years? Don't tell me you used more than two hundred wishes just to strengthen yourselves?"
The Crown Prince sneered.
"Not quite. More like twenty or thirty. After that, beings called the Shadow Dragons appeared, and Earth's Dragon Balls could no longer be used."
"Shadow Dragons?"
"Exactly. Those creatures were only mediocre in strength, and even after combining into one, they weren't very impressive. But they took away our means of using the Dragon Balls to grow stronger..."
"Oh, right. The skull embedded at the top of the throne belongs to that so-called Ultimate Omega Shenron."
Following the Crown Prince's gaze, Trunks did indeed spot a strange skull with two horns.
Back below, in the middle of the battlefield
A purple energy sphere saturated with annihilation began to condense layer by layer in the purple-haired Broly's palm.
He slowly raised his hand, aiming it at the opponent in the distance.
"Let me see just how much of my power you can take."
On the viewing platform, everyone held their breath.
"That purple-haired guy... he's so strong!" Caulifla said, utterly shaken.
"Every one of his attacks carries the power of a God of Destruction!"
Even Hit and Piccolo, fighting in another arena, paused and turned to look over.
Inside the imperial ship, Emperor Vegeta issued his first direct command.
"Broly. Use your full strength. Stop holding back."
His voice carried directly into the arena.
At that, the calm in the new Broly's eyes finally wavered.
He looked up at the purple energy sphere, now swollen to the size of a miniature sun.
"ROOOOAAARRR !"
A long-suppressed, inhuman roar burst out from the depths of his throat.
Boom!
A silver-gray aura surged skyward.
It merged with the pink aura of his Super Saiyan 4 state.
Beast Form?!
No this was the fusion of the two!
Was that... a transformation beyond Super Saiyan 4?!
The new Broly's red body fur turned silver-gray.
His power rose at a frenzied, visible pace.
"What?! That transformation?!!"
When the Earth fighters saw it, they were all stunned.
They had seen that form before not long ago, on Levos.
Was that truly the stronger form beyond Super Saiyan 4?
"Not necessarily," Levos said calmly. "It's more like a fusion of the two, at least for now."
On this subject, Levos had the clearest right to speak.
It couldn't be Super Saiyan 5 not really, because Super Saiyan 5 didn't technically exist.
What the other Broly was using only resembled Levos's earlier state.
The form Levos's true body had displayed while fighting Broly had already been a more advanced, more refined version.
For convenience's sake, he had only named it Super Saiyan 5.
Still, for that Broly to have reached this point was extraordinary.
Who knew what exactly had happened to him?
Without some major stroke of fortune or some hidden method no one knew about it would have been almost impossible for him to arrive at the road Levos had forged.
Back in the arena
The purple-haired Broly stared at the now-familiar transformation, and a flicker of tension flashed through his heart.
But in the next instant, he sensed the difference between that form and Levos's.
"Hmph. A last desperate struggle."
With a contemptuous snort, he hurled the energy sphere in his hand.
The purple mass of destructive power howled across the battlefield.
Faced with that world-destroying strike, the new Broly made no attempt to dodge.
Instead, he crossed his arms before his chest and prepared to take it head-on.
BOOM!
An explosion beyond description consumed half the arena.
The resulting energy storm made the entire barrier hum violently.
"Is it over?" Champa asked nervously.
"No..." Vados's expression turned grave. "That person's energy hasn't weakened at all. If anything... it's become even stronger."
As the smoke cleared, a lone figure stood silently at the center of the crater.
The new Broly's body was charred black, but he remained standing perfectly straight.
A primal, savage aura one born solely for destruction pressed out from him.
"Now this is a little more interesting."
The purple-haired Broly grinned.
For the first time, the blood in his body truly began to boil.
"But it's still not enough!"
Before the words had even fully left his mouth, he disappeared again.
This time, he appeared behind the new Broly.
A heavy punch wrapped in purple God of Destruction power smashed toward his opponent's spine.
But
Clang!
A hand covered in white fur clamped down on his wrist like a steel vise.
The new Broly slowly turned his head.
His pupils had vanished entirely, leaving only blank white in his eyes.
A total loss of reason.
And alongside it came yet another surge in power.
His grip twisted violently around the purple-haired Broly's wrist.
No technique.
No finesse.
Just simple, brutal force.
The purple-haired Broly's eyes narrowed. For the first time, he actually felt pain in his forearm.
But he did not retreat. With a savage grin, he slammed his other fist downward.
That punch was wrapped in the purple glow of destructive power.
Boom!
One gray fist and one purple fist collided head-on.
This time the sound was no dull impact.
It was a deafening roar that seemed capable of tearing open the sky itself.
A visible shockwave burst outward from the two of them, blasting a vast crater into the arena floor.
"Ugh!"
Both Brolys grunted, each sliding backward more than ten meters before stopping.
A dull pain spread through the purple-haired Broly's right arm.
It was bleeding.
In a pure contest of strength, the other Broly had actually matched him.
"How... is that possible...?"
He could not believe it.
He was the true Legendary Super Saiyan by birth.
A demon who had slumbered for a thousand years before awakening.
A being standing at the very peak of the Saiyan race.
Even that so-called evil Saiyan Cumber had fallen at his feet.
How could some dog on a leash, used by Vegeta like a servant, possibly stand on equal footing with him?
"ROAR!"
The new Broly gave him no time to think.
His attacks came one after another, like a torrential storm.
One punch.
Then another.
Every strike was faster than the last, heavier than the last.
The purple-haired Broly was forced to meet them head-on.
His proud dominance in raw power had been completely erased in front of this insane, unreasonable surge of strength.
A match he should have controlled effortlessly had turned into this.
And his opponent was mad wilder and more frenzied in battle than he himself was.
He could not accept it.
On the viewing platform, silence reigned.
Everyone was stunned speechless by the sudden reversal of the fight.
"Has that Broly gone insane?"
"That transformation really is different from Levos's. He's sacrificing his reason in exchange for explosive growth in power."
Inside the imperial ship, Emperor Vegeta's lips curved with satisfaction.
"Only by giving up reason, giving up everything, can one obtain the purest power."
At Trunks's side, the Crown Prince offered another explanation.
"Combined with his ability to learn rapidly in battle, one of Broly's wishes was the power to forcibly copy the ultimate techniques of the strongest beings in the universe."
"In other words, the stronger his enemy or the stronger the powerful figures in that universe the higher his ceiling becomes."
"Any opponent stronger than him, as long as they cannot kill him in a single blow, will only cause him to evolve again and again during the fight."
"And he has an immortal body."
"So... our Broly is an existence without a solution."
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