(Continuing From Last Chapter, Northern Ice Continent. . .)
The once frosty climate had turned into a full volcanic terrain that left little to no ice left. Sounds of molten lava erupting from the stockpiled pressure from below was only silenced by the loud noise of exploding energy that emitted from the large pillar in the distance. It's sheer size was so enormous that the Worlds Space Association was probably wondering what in the world was going on and were especially afraid to check it out in fear that it may be some sort of abnormal phenomenon to which they wouldn't be particularly wrong about. However, aside from the large explosion, two faint streams of golden light could be seen flying through the sky at high speeds. Knowingly enough, one could only faintly see two boys being surrounded by the energy as they rushed towards a safe spot to land. They looked around aimlessly, only to spot someone familiar in the distance.
"Lottus, look down there!" Cabba pointed, noticing the blue haired scientist that so happened to be the wife of their mentor standing alongside the brother of their universe's angel, "Let's group up with them for now so we can at least rest a bit."
The universe 6 prince nodded, agreeing with his suggestion, "Sounds good to me." Wasting no time, the group of universe 6 Saiyans who fled the scene before the large explosion could engulf them similar to how their adversary unfortunately was, dived down towards the scientist with her blue angel watch-buddy. One by one, they landed with speeds that made them jog a bit forward due to the momentum. Something that would commonly happen when one would leap forward from a pretty high height. On the other hand, their presence didn't go unnoticed as Whis and Bulma turned around at the sound of them coming, the sight of their battered states with no sign of Kuzuku practically giving them a summary. Though regardless, Whis still felt the need to speak as he cupped his chin.
"Hmmm? You four don't look so good? That Saiyan sure is an interesting case," Whis noted.
Caulifla looked away to the side, her teeth sucking inward from the universe 7 Angel's observation, "Tch, isn't it obvious sherlocks. Maybe you should go out there and fight him!?" Cabba and Kale looked at her with a mixture of worry and shock that she would say something so rude to an Angel of all people. Though, seemed the least bothered by that and let it slide since he was more sophisticated to respond with equal rudeness.
"Knowing Lord Beerus would be upset if this planet with such great tasting food would be destroyed if things went south, I would naturally deal with the threat myself. In fact, it wouldn't take much effort at all. . .," Whis explained.
"So do it then-!" Caulifla snapped before immediately getting shut down in her tracks.
"However. . .," the Angel interrupted, clearing his throat before looking back at her with a rare serious look, "Since you don't know already, Angels are forbidden from interfering in the matters of mortals through direct force. We aren't allowed to fight, only to nurture and train, otherwise, it'd be taboo unless given permission from the Grand Priest himself. Please understand that, girl."
The feisty girl froze on the spot and looked towards Kale who was staring at the ground, pretending as though that she wasn't paying attention. But. . .she knew that her prodigy witnessed her get shot down and embarrassed. In front of her of all people too. . .She clenched her teeth, biting her tongue in order to hold back her retorts as Whis watched her struggle. He sighed, recalling how prideful and arrogant Vegeta was in the beginning of his training.
"Hah. . .Saiyans. . .," He thought, mentally shaking his head, "Always so quick and headstrong in their own unique ways. . ."
*Instant Transmission SFX*
Without warning, the faint sound of someone appearing from out of nowhere and touching the ground caught the attention of everyone's ears. They all turned, noticing a tired out primal Saiyan who was sweating from overexertion. Cabba stepped forward, a smile forming on his face out of hope that the best case scenario came to be, " ! You're back sooner than expected! Did you beat him by yourself!?" The Saiyan from universe 7 in question took a few moments to stabilize his breathing before breaking down the current situation.
"I wouldn't go as far as to say that, Cabba," Kuzuku said, the bright expression on the fellow young Saiyan's face falling almost immediately. Kuzuku had to hold in a laugh though he knew there wasn't much time, "That last stunt I just pulled was meant to only slow him down a bit. Even though I put mostly everything I had into it, I doubt he'll be down for the count."
"You've gotta be joking. . ." Cabba muttered, hoping that the universe 7 Saiyan was indeed joking for real.
That said, Bulma couldn't help but chimed in as she clearly noticed something was most certainly missing, "Wait. . .where's Goku and Vegeta!? Weren't they helping you fight that huge guy as well?"
"Well, the plan was that we stall for enough time for Goku and Vegeta to perfect the Fusion Dance. As you can tell, we are barely doing a very good job at stalling for time. Even with help, I'm not confident in fighting him alone," Kuzuku answered.
Whis cupped his chin, "I see. . .but it's been 30 minutes already. Shouldn't they have fused by now?"
"30 minutes? Assuming that worse comes first then most likely failed the first attempt and now on their 2nd attempt. Hopefully, they get it right on the next try," Kuzuku prayed, his eyes unconsciously looking directly towards the sky.
(Around The Same Time, Now With Goku And Vegeta: Rocky Plains Biome. . .)
"Okay, finally you two defused and I thought Gotenks was fat but you two have certainly proven me wrong."
Piccolo folded his arms in sheer disappointment and Vegeta was more angry at the fact that he had to repeat that dance once more. The two had their first fusion immediately after meeting up with Piccolo though as clearly seen, it didn't go so well. Nevertheless, Goku being his carefree self could only laugh at the Namekian's remark about their failed fusion attempt, his hand absentmindedly rubbing the back of his head.
"Sorry about that, Piccolo," Goku chuckled, "I was so sure that our Ki was perfectly matched before our fingers touched."
The Namekian's eyebrow twitched, his arms folded before noting, "It wasn't you Goku, it was Vegeta. Our prince here let his power rise a bit higher than yours since he naturally dislikes being beneath you in any shape or form."
"Tch, shut up! If you have the energy to try and berate me then how about you go over there and fight Broly yourself!" the Saiyan Prince spat.
However, Piccolo was the least bit moved by his words and rolled his eyes mentally: his expression still hard and stern, "Yeah, yeah, you can beat yourself up on that later I suppose. Now let's try this again so please don't mess this up! Get Ready!"
"O-kay!" Goku agreed in a playful military tone.
Vegeta simply grumbled curses under his breath and walked into position while his fellow Saiyan stood several feet away. The two focused for a bit, tuning their Ki bit by bit until they matched. Milky aura began to shroud their bodies, the wind blowing the grass beneath their feet. It was calm, a perfect scenario to be in when two bodies were about to merge into one powerful being. Suddenly, their eyes widened in union as they felt ready to make their attempt at the dance.
"FUUUUU-" they both shouted out loud, their feet shuffling closer to each other before posing with their arms out straight in opposite directions while one of their knees raised and crossed over the other, "SION!"
Piccolo smirked, their Ki not wavering even for a second as the final sequence of the dance was upon them. Once done, his job will be finished and what could possibly be the most powerful Fusion he'll feel in his lifetime will be born. A sense of accomplishment that he had only experienced when teaching Goten and Trunks alongside Goku. As they bent their hands towards each other, their fingers almost touching to activate the dance, the Namekian really thought that nothing could possibly mess this u-.
"HAAAACHOOOOO!" Goku sneezed, a small strand of grass flying past his nose close enough to trigger the very cause of failure. The hero of Earth's posture faltered, causing his fingers to misalign with Vegeta's before the bright flash of light erupted towards the sky. Piccolo had to cover his eyes for a bit though he soon faced forward as the light dialed down to reveal the results of the fusion. Standing before him wasn't a mass of pure fat but most certainly someone who hasn't eaten in a thousand years only to be kept alive to suffer. His eye went deadpanned as the resulting fusion placed his hands on his hips with a smirk.
"Hey, Piccolo! I don't feel fat so it must have worked, right!?" He asked.
The Namekian facepalmed mentally though sighed externally. He shook his head, "I wished it did. . .I really do. We'll have to wait another 30 minutes."
"GOD DAMN IT!" the Fusion shouted, cursing to the very sky itself.
(Now Back To The Battlefield With Kuzuku And The Others: Ice Continent. . .)
Kuzuku took a deep breath, his thoughts collecting as he tried his best to think of a strategy that could be used. However, after looking over at the exhausted universe 6 Saiyans who waited for what to do next: he came to a single conclusion, "For their safety, it'd be best to fight him alone. . .they simply aren't ready for this kind of fight. Well. . .not like I am in that much better shape either but still. . ." He mentally sighed, his hand tightening into a fist so hard that his knuckles cracked.
"Whis, can you look after them and make sure they don't leave your sight?" Kuzuku requested, earning a couple of confused and shocked expressions as he turned towards the direction of the faded light that used to tower in the distance. It didn't take long for it to reveal a rising mass of smoke, his focus on the Ki signature that was growing in the center of it, "I'll be going in alone from here on out."
Whis smirked, slightly shrugging his shoulders, "Since this is a rather rare occasion, I suppose I can honor that request." Caulifla blinked a few times before processing what was going on, her teeth grinding against each other out of irritation.
"Now just wait a damn minute! Are you looking down on me! I'm not weak to require protection from anyone let alone you-!" Caulifla shouted.
Though before she could continue on with her argument, the primal Saiyan shot her a glare, "I'm not giving you a choice. You either stay here and rest up for a bit or I knock you out right where you stand. Those are your only two options." His tone was surprisingly threatening, earning intimated expression from her fellow Saiyans. Likewise, Caulifla was the least bit swayed by his threat and still pursued.
She took a step forward, her eyes eyeing him dangerously, "I'd like to see you try-nghhh!" Her sentence was interrupted by a sharp pain that washed all over her body. She clutched her ribs, her knees buckling from the agony she was enduring as they touched the ground. Her back hunched over as she was groaning above the dirt while struggling to give Kuzuku a glare. The Saiyan she was angered at however could only sigh outloud and shake his head. What did he expect? She was the most difficult one to deal with.
"You can barely even move your body let alone fight. Take my warning and stand down, Caulifla. . .," Kuzuku warned. The feisty Saiyan growled low under her breath, instinctively sucking her teeth as she bawled her fist. She couldn't deny it. . .well her body was making it difficult for her to build a case in her favor. She was far past her limit before even fighting that monstrosity of Saiyan power and now her limits were out there for everyone to see. Her eyes averted and went to the side, unable to look him in the eye.
She muttered with spite, "Fine. . .you owe me though. . ."
"I know," the primal Saiyan smirked, "Just leave the rest to me. I still got a couple tricks up my sleeve."
"Hoh? Are you going to unleash that transformation? You know the dangers by doing that right?" Whis quired, his mirth clearly coating his voice.
Kuzuku couldn't help but smile at the Angel, "I know very well of the risks. But I won't resort to it just yet. Since trying to slow and stall the normal way isn't working, it's time to get a little more creative."
"I see. . .then let me be the first to wish you luck," the Angel chuckled.
Bulma on the other hand was still worried, "Be careful out there, Kuzuku. We wouldn't want 21 becoming a Widow now."
"Heh, when you put it that way: it kind of makes me want to try harder," Kuzuku smirked, his finger scratching his chin. After a few seconds, the primal Saiyan looked back at the smoke, his expression turning serious almost immediately. After having a breather, he most definitely had time to recover just a bit though the damage still remained all over his body. He just had to make sure he could sustain himself. That said, steam began to shroud his body before his aura came to life in less-than a second. Kicking off the ground, the primal Saiyan took to the skies vertically before propelling himself forward with speeds far greater than the universe 6 Saiyans combined.
The scenery almost seemed to be a blur though he could clearly see the destruction caused by all the fighting that had gone down. It wasn't anything new to him considering he's fought Kugeki in a similar manner before but the volcanic scenery and lava spewing out all around him on a continent that's known for it's freezing temperatures was most certainly a sight to behold. This only added to the dire situation that he's nominated himself to partake in and since his brain was reminded of that fact: he couldn't help but rundown on his plan, "Fighting him up-close is next to hopeless. He's simply too strong, too fast, and most certainly too resilient. Even from a range it's difficult for him to deal with since one wrong move could probably put me down in one hit. Which means. . .my only resort is to distract him as long as I can and survive. I just hope I can hold out. . ."
(Around The Same Time, Near The Vicinity OF Frieza's Spaceship Far Away. . .)
The clouds were slightly cloudy, the terrain proving to be far less damaged and polluted compared to what was going on in the distance. Especially since solid ice was still on the ground with the exception of plant life now seeping through the cracks while the cold winds blew against it. However, above the vast land was a stream of light that split the skies, the person enveloped by it seemingly cool and collected though smirking mischievously at how well they played their adversaries. Despite this, they had to focus on currently searching for something. . .or rather someone valuable to him. After a few attempts of looking, the alien-humanoid noticed someone below them. They were laid unconscious and judging from the information that he learned earlier: he was sure that he found the right person.
"There you are. . .," Frieza smirked, his body diving towards the ground only to lightly land since he was in no rush. He examined the unconscious body of his son who had reverted back into his original form. The evident bruises and scrape all over his body was clear as day while his eyes were wide open yet devoid of color. The galactic emperor who terrorized universe 7 for decades initially thought he was dead until he noticed his son's body lightly breathing. He chuckled, "Good, I wouldn't want you to die too early now. You have too much worth for me to cast you aside."
Wasting no more time, Frieza bent down and grabbed his fellow Frost Demon by the wrist before taking off into the sky. He wasn't the most gentle person when it comes to unconscious bodies. Heck, the thought of carrying him bridal-style was far in the back of his mind but nevertheless, he knew that Ize needed treatment fast. His pace quickened to the point where a sonic-boom from the sudden burst of speed nearly made him lose his grip. Though, as Ize dangled in the wind while his father searched for the ship, they eventually managed to spot the space-vehicle from afar. Everything was going according to plan. The use of Broly to get him to kill the remaining lineage to his race in universe 7 so that he can run off with the dragon balls was working out so well he couldn't believe it. That along with providing Ize not only much needed experience but a reason to hate the Saiyan race was an added bonus. It'll only serve him in a form of what he likes to call: Motivation.
The mere thought was enough for Frieza to crack a smile as he dove once more, his feet touching the ground lightly again. As expected, he was greeted by a group of his men led by Berryblue who seemed the least fazed by everything that had been going on. She bowed out of respect and honorifics, the Frost Demon being a nostalgic remnant of her youth.
"Welcome back, Lord Frieza. Judging by your smile, I assume everything has been going well on your end?" She assumed.
Frieza hummed mirthly as he walked towards them while dragging Ize's unconscious body against the ground, "You could say that. It's about time we take off so inform the crew to start the ship immediately. We mustn't waste anymore time." He walked past his faithful attendant without batting an eye. He knew full well that she got the job done. Surprisingly, for her not being a combatant, she was more useful than most of the underlings he had working for him which said a lot. Though, before he entered the ship, he glared at the group of men who followed her to meet him, their bodies tensing out of fear which was something he thoroughly enjoyed.
"The rest of you! I'll leave his recovery to you! Make sure he's treated well!" Frieza demanded as he tossed Ize's body at them. They almost clumsily dropped the son of the galactic emperor that they served though to their defense: tossing the near-lifeless body of your flesh and blood wasn't going to earn you father of the year in most people's , Frieza clearly didn't care and continued walking towards the hatch of his ship.
The group of men saluted, confirming in union, "YES SIR! RIGHT AWAY, LORD FRIEZA!". With haste, they carried Ize's body past the galactic emperor and into the ship for healing through the use of their high-tech medical technology while Berryblue floated past him in order to inform the crew to start the engine for everyone to leave. Everything was going smoothly, so smoothly that Frieza couldn't believe something didn't go wrong on his end of the battle. Despite Broly initially not meeting his standards, he knew from simple observation that the unstable goliath was the perfect scapegoat. It was obvious since Paragus had to use a shock collar to even control him. Paired that with the fact that Saiyan rage when one's loved ones are killed right before their eyes then you got the perfect recipe for blind-out-of-control rampage.
He looked back, his eyes examining the smoke that made the mountain ranges look small and smirked, "Looks like I checkmated you, Saiyans." With that said, he entered his ship casually, the door closing behind him as the engines began to start up and spin like a disk around the outlines of the ship. The noise was loud with the sound of gears spinning rapidly within the machine before it began to levitate off the ground, the winds from the engines causing the snow to get blown away. Shortly, the spaceship owned by the tyrant of universe 7 took to the skies, the vehicle slowly becoming a faint dot in the sky before it eventually faded from the human eye.
However, just several meters away from the area of the ship behind some of the coverage provided by the distorted terrain. Two individuals hid themselves along with a mini-ship rather cleverly from the galactic emperor's sight. Thankfully, they had low power levels so it was hard for them to be detected. The hard part was sneaking one of the recon ships off-board though that didn't compare to what they had to steal.
The short, lime-green girl glanced over at the bag of seven dragon balls that rested in her hands, "With this, we should be able to save Broly."
"You sure you want to go through with this, Cheelai?" the older of the two traitors asked, his arms crossing with a raised eyebrow, "You're already wanted by the galactic patrol right? Making enemies with Frieza is practically a death wish worse than going to the slammers."
Cheelai nodded without hesitation before smirking, "I mean, you agreed to help me anyways Lemo. Besides, what they were doing to Broly is wrong. He's a kind, pure-hearted Saiyan who was forced to do the bidding of others."
"Aye, I hear you on that. I'm just making sure you aren't regretting anything." Lemo assured before turning around to the rather beaten up scientist who was tied by a rather thick rope. His mouth was sealed shut with a white rag tied around his head, his eyes clearly depicting fear as Lemo and Cheelai hovered over him mischievously, "Now, we should be more focused on making our little friend spill the beans on how to use these things."
"Yeah, and he's an uncooperative one too. This should be fun. . ." She agreed.
As they inched closer, the poor guy couldn't help but let out loud muffles of defiant screams to fill the air in hopes that it would reach the person that was pretty much his god. To his dismay. . .that god was already far from Earth's reach for him to even hear his prayers.
(Back To The Battlefield On The Ice Continent, With Kuzuku. . .)
Lava seeped through the various mountains that remained standing in the area. It was probably a miracle that they weren't disintegrated from the fight but one could assume that they wouldn't remain much longer. The smoke from the molten lava burning the ice too fast covered the skies black, the pollution blocking out any signs of sunlight thus making it difficult for anyone to depict the exact time of day. Despite that, a single amber color stream of Ki passed through those clouds before stopping just above the large crater that he created. The winds were strong and blew against his hair as he began to search. He looked all around, his eyes searching for the goliath Super Saiyan that he knew in the back of his mind that he sensed to be here.
"Strange. . .," Kuzuku muttered with confusion, "Where did he go? Did I overestimate him and that attack was more than enough to beat him?"
He shook his head, his thoughts dismissing that question, "Probably not, though it wouldn't hurt for me to inspect closer" the primal Saiyan flared his Ki and immediately proceeded to dive towards the first spot he saw on the ground. The wind whipped against his face, his eyes still remaining alert for any surprises that may come his way. However, just before he reached half-way, his senses picked up on an energy signature that was coming at him fast.
Kuzuku's eyes widened in shock, his body stopping in its tracks as he focused on where it was exactly coming from. He looked both left and right before examining the ground. His eyes scanned everything quickly but no signs of the large Saiyan. He frowned with a mixture of confusion and frustration at how difficult it was to track such an opponent who was too big to be moving this fast. He muttered, "Not left. . .or right? He's not below either, which means-?"
Before he could figure it out, a green light brightened his whole body from above, causing his eyes to fully widen with complete surprise. He could only catch a glimpse of Broly's angered face, his armor torn and cracked beyond repair while his pants were ripped in multiple areas along his legs. The Saiyan goliath growled, his fist enveloped by his Ki only inches before the primal Saiyan's face. But, unexpectedly his punch fazed right through Kuzuku, leaving him a bit confused. To his surprise, the primal Saiyans body faded away, revealing itself to be an afterimage. Annoyed, Broly was about to look around aimlessly for his prey but he was only met with a peculiar sight. Before he realized it initially, he was surrounded by dozens of Kuzuku's who seemed to be frozen in time. He gritted his teeth and bared his fangs before lunging towards each of the afterimages in hopes to find the real one. He aimed to punch the first one but guessed completely wrong before heading over to the next one with a roundhouse kick that split the image in half. He roared, angered at the petty trick that was being used against him and quickly began to dispatch each one with more and more ferocity.
All the while the real Kuzuku was currently trying to keep up and create more afterimages by flying through the air faster than Broly can track him with his eyes. In just a short amount of time, he nearly doubled the amount of afterimages from before to make up for the ones that his opponent erased, using the short amount of time to think, "It's a good thing he can't sense Ki, otherwise this trick won't work very well. That said, all I can do is play cat and mouse. With luck, he'll tire himself out-wait. . .what?"
His thoughts were immediately put to a halt as soon as he spotted Broly's movements ceasing to be. He kept up his pace on creating afterimages but his eyes were completely glued onto the large adversary whose head hung low. He raised an eyebrow, pondering what he was doing as the large Saiyan in question breathed heavily. Steam began to exhale from his mouth, his cream-yellow hair beginning to glow as his body was outlined with a dark-green aura. From that moment, Kuzuku began to grow worried as Broly's aura began to let out flame-like Ki that seemed to grow more intense by the second.
"Nnrraaaghhh-!" Broly growled, his fist clenching tight enough to break someone's skull. His head raised up a bit, revealing soft, glowing red eyes that shook Kuzuku to his very core. The primal Saiyan wasn't imagining it, the sheer power spike that he felt causing him to stop dead in his tracks. All the while Broly was snarling between his teeth, his aura now compressing back into him in a spiral motion. He crossed his arms as he felt his body heat up from the massive build up of energy. Kuzuku didn't have much time to proceed to move away because. . .Broly roared, "AAAAARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
With a massive flash of light, he unleashed a raging, out-of-control explosive wave that covered all directions. The green mass of energy ruptured the ground below and effectively leveled any remaining lava or rock structure without it even reaching them. The afterimages vanished rapidly one by one from the pressure generated and the fierce winds that ripped them to pieces. Kuzuku couldn't help but cross his arms from the Explosive Wave's immense energy, his body cracking and nearly crumbling away from the pressure. He tried to open his eyes from the blinding light, his initially glimpsing seeing the projections of himself that he just created vanishing before his eyes. But, that was the least of his worries as when the two afterimages next to him on each side vanished without a trace, Kuzuku was immediately met with the sight of a fist coming straight towards him from inches away.
Quickly, he thought about moving out of the way only to have Broly's punch ram directly into his stomach: earning an inaudible gasp to escape from his lips. His eyes went wide from the pain that washed over his body though he didn't have much time to dwell on it as Broly ruthlessly grabbed him by the face before throwing him straight towards the Earth's crust. The speed at which he was thrown was far more powerful than most attacks that Kuzuku had experienced as he impacted the ground hard enough to nearly break his spine in the process. The hardened dirt and rock shattered upon impact as his body was dragged against the ground due to the sheer force of the throw itself.
"Nraagh!" Kuzuku groaned, the feeling of scrape reopening and forming all over his body, providing him discomfort, "This is ridiculous, he hasn't even been slowed down at all-!"
Suddenly after that thought was vocalized, Kuzuku noticed something from above despite his eyes only being partly open due to the debris surrounding him as he was still trying to slow himself to a stop. What he saw was more than dozens of energy blasts raining down upon him. He mentally cursed before flipping himself onto his feet by using his hand that was closest to the ground with the soles of his shoes grinding against the hot ground. He narrowed in, focusing on which one to dodge first despite how little time he had. Once prepared, he took off running through the storm of destructive energy blasts, his feet zig-zagging between explosions before flipping backwards to avoid several more blasts that came back to back. He was practically dancing at this point, his feet active and staying vigilant as he side-stepped widely to the left to avoid another onslaught. However, unluckily more came from the very direction he dodged towards, his eyes widening at the sight of several more blasts coming his way. With quick thinking, he had no choice but to quickly place his fingers and focus on Broly's Ki. He didn't want to get close if he didn't have to but this was his only option. The blast was about centimeters away only for them to miss completely as Kuzuku vanished from Broly's sight: leaving him bewildered in the process.
But, as quickly as Kuzuku vanished, he reappeared behind and above Broly without him being aware of his presence. Seeing how he had an opportunity to stall further, Kuzuku raised his palm to face the sky above him and focused. His hand began to glow brightly before he thrusted it down upon Broly and unleashed a transparent golden orb of energy. Before Broly could notice, the orb encased him inside, leaving him both confused and trapped before noticing the primal Saiyan behind him. He snarled but Kuzuku wasted no time providing force exerted from the palm of his hand. Immediately, the orb was sent rocking towards the ground: the impact leaving a decently sized crater as Broly tried to break out of the ball of energy that confined him.
While the enraged Super Saiyan was preoccupied, Kuzuku landed just above the crater and placed his palm against the ground. His hand began to vibrate as energy pulsated throughout a enormous range of the terrain before shouting, "Kami Dragon's Tremor!" Suddenly, the vibrating Ki erupted and caused the surrounding area to crumble away and shatter. The primal Saiyan flew up as rubble piled inside the now larger crater, the ground burying Broly who was still trying to escape alive in the process. The winds blew against his fur, the heat emitted from the lava that in return made the air warmer making it a bit more noticeable. Kuzuku stared down at the pile of rubble that filled the enormous hole that he created. He was still alert, since he knew that something like this wouldn't be enough to take him out but more than likely annoy him even more than he already did.
Just as he predicted, green ki began seeping through the cracks in-between the rocks: causing Kuzuku to take a stance as he was readying himself to re-engage in combat. The rays of light generated from the increasing Ki overcame the rubble burying the Goliath who laid beneath it, his growls muffled before suddenly exploding out of the crater in pure rage. Sticking to the plan though still worried for his own safety, Kuzuku began to fly backwards, his stance still strong and firm as rocks flew past his face due to Broly's sudden burst of Ki. He knew he couldn't take risks in attacking as Broly's speed closed the gap between them faster than he thought he would. The primal Saiyan narrowed in focus, the large Saiyan's fist already tightening before throwing an extremely fast haymaker towards the side of his temple. With quick reflexes, Kuzuku leaned backwards to dodge to punch, however, his eyes soon darted below him as he picked up on the following kick that came almost immediately after. Narrowly, he raised his right arm to block and reinforced it with his left that gripped firmly against his forearm before collision. Soon enough, the blow connected against Kuzuku's guard and sent a shockwave throughout his body. He couldn't help but groan loudly as he tried to absorb the shock that his body was going through. The shockwaves rippled throughout the air, some causing more damage to the far ground beneath them as Kuzuku was rocketed towards his right.
Gritting his teeth, the primal Saiyan steeled himself as Broly was already on his tail. He had to hand it to him: his opponent was a ruthless one given that much. But he wasn't going to make it any easier despite that being the case. Kuzuku flipped himself mid-air so that he could face upright before bringing his spread-out hands to his forehead on each side as Broly closed in quickly on him. In spite of that, the primal Saiyan still waited on him to get closer little by little, the gap closing dangerously fast before he shouted, "Have a taste of one of Krillins moves! SOLAR FLARE x100!"
Illuminating a large vicinity of the area was a bright, blinding light that dwarfed even the brightest of flashbangs. The light was so intense that it hindered Broly so much that it made him completely stop just for a moment as Kuzuku placed his finger on his forehead. In an instant, he teleported above the now blinded opponent with his hands raised and overlapping over each other in the air before glowing a bright orange color. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the primal Saiyan wasted no time as he swung his arms down to unleash an explosive torrent of energy that sent Broly hurling towards the ground. At that moment, the light simmered down a bit enough for Kuzuku to even see his surroundings enough to spot how far he sent Broly crashing. The enraged Super Saiyan was heading straight towards a lava pool fast. Seeing this, the primal Saiyan took the chance to extend his hand towards Broly before unleashing a barrage of rather thick Ki beams that collectively took the form of rain showers. Subsequently, the blast slammed into the still confused berserker rapidly before they entered the pool of lava with him. Upon impact, large geysers of lava erupted from the explosions occurring from inside though Kuzuku kept firing despite that.
"This should stall him just for a bit. . .though, I'm not too sure how much longer I can keep this luck up," Kuzuku noted. With that thought in mind, he watched closely at the never-ending barrage of Ki blast he was unleashing. He was adamant on keeping this pressure up since he wasn't wasting much energy doing it since the primal Saiyan was more aiming towards stalling than anything else. But suddenly, he began to raise an eyebrow as he felt something was off, "Strange, why doesn't it feel like I am not connecting anymore?"
He pondered for a moment before finally realizing the gravity of his inquiry. He ceased fire immediately but. . .it was too late. Before he couldn't even conjure up a thought, a green-blurry flash of light slammed directly into his stomach, causing his eyes to widen from the immediate pain washing all over his body. The light faded, revealing to be the enraged Saiyan's fist with his body oozing off steam of green ki. Kuzuku churned and gagged from the pain to the point that he coughed up blood in the process. It was the worst case scenario: A direct hit from Broly. Ruthlessly, Broly roared as he retracted his fist only to ram a right hook across the left side of Kuzuku's face, leaving him stunned enough for him to grab him by the face through the use of his other hand. He squeezed tightly, earning muffled cries of agony from his prey before diving towards the ground at dangerous speeds.
In mere fractions of a second, Kuzuku felt himself being slammed through numerous mountains before he was dragged across the molten ground as if he were some sack of potatoes. All the while Broly squeezed and pressed his face further into the ground before after what seemed like an eternity did he decide he had enough. With sheer power, Broly released his grip and hurled Kuzuku into the air, his angry snarl echoing as his blank eyes glared directly at the primal Saiyan's body who hovered far away above him upside down: his body clearly limp for a bit as he could barely keep his eyes open.
Though, despite his vision being blurry, Kuzuku could immediately tell that Broly was charging up an energy wave that was forming from his mouth. He mentally cringed at how much this was going to hurt and even went as far as to think that he was going to die right here and now. He tried to move but his body simply wouldn't budge from all the damage that it sustained from the assault so stopping himself mid-flight or even using Instant Transmission was a no go. Growling, Broly's eyes widened before he let out a powerful Oozaru roar escape from his mouth along with the large energy wave that was sent Kuzuku's way causing the latter to become shocked at how powerful it was. As it drew closer, the primal Saiyan couldn't help but close his eyes and brace himself for the worse as his body began to heat up in proportion to how close the energy wave was getting, "There's no way I can dodge this. . .damn it!".
As that thought passed, Kuzuku felt he had no choice but to succumb to his fate and hoped that he at least bought enough time for Goku and Vegeta to perform Fusion. He waited, half-expecting for his eyes to suddenly open to find himself in Otherworld with it's yellow clouds and endless lines of souls waiting to be checked in. But. . .for some reason he wasn't there. In fact, he wasn't feeling pain at all. It was strange since there was no way an attack that massive would have missed. He thought for a moment only for them to be interrupted by the sound of clashing energy filling his ears. Surprised, he opened his eyes to the sight of blue energy waves intersecting the attack. The struggle was small though Broly's immense power was overtaking the energy wave that was keeping him alive slowly. Before Kuzuku could mutter a word, he felt someone grab him by the waist and drag him out of the way just in time for Broly energy wave to overtake it's intruder counterpart. The primal Saiyan watched as the beam curved and rocketed towards the sky before exploding into a large ball of energy that most certainly would have killed him.
However, his wave of relief and gratefulness was interrupted by the sound of his Saviour's voice, "That was a close one huh, Kuzuku?" The familiarity of the voice was enough for him to figure out who it was. He turned behind him and immediately picked up on the overly spiked-up hair along with Ki signature that he knew all too well.
"Go-Gohan!?" Kuzuku weakly gasped, "What are you doing in a place like this?"
His master chuckled, "Come on, did you really think all this ruckus would go unnoticed by me?"
"I suppose that's true," Kuzuku muttered with a smirk.
The half-breed Saiyan touched the ground lightly shortly before carefully placing Kuzuku back on the ground though he could barely stand. Taking the chance to rest, Kuzuku sat down onto his butt and let out a sigh of relief as Gohan looked him up and down from head to toe. He wasn't going to lie that he wasn't expecting someone to push Kuzuku this far other than Jiren though he supposed he should have known by the power he sensed. Nevertheless, Kuzuku gave his teacher a weak smile who seemed to be only dressed in a pair of dress shoes along with some beige pants and a white button down shirt, "Thanks for the save, Gohan. I was so sure I was going to die there."
"Uh. . .you're welcome I guess, but you shouldn't be thanking me," Gohan said before pointing behind him.
Kuzuku blinked a few times in confusion as he wondered what he meant by that until someone spoke in response to his thoughts, "You know, when I woke up today, the last thing on my mind was saving your ass from imminent death." Similar to before, Kuzuku turned to see a familiar face once more. He wore his signature navy blue overcoat that was buttoned all the way to the top while his gray pants flowed with the wind a bit. His black sclera and slitted blue eyes along with markings over them while his wild hair became a dead giveaway on who it was. Only one person had the Solus state of the Astackian race. . .
"Zugo's here too!" Kuzuku nearly shouted with surprise comically.
The Astackian furrowed his brow, unamused by his reaction to his appearance, "Well, I wouldn't be here if I didn't accidentally drop the Ice cream I bought from a shop in Papaya Island on the way home due to the shockwaves. At first I was going to let off some steam but it seems we have bigger issues."
"Ice cream?" the primal Saiyan asked, "Why did you go all the way to Papaya Island for some Ice cream?"
"Because your sister was craving it of course!" Zugo shouted, mentally wondering how he can be this dense sometimes.
Kuzuku chuckled, "Oh, right. . .heheh!"
Before they could continue that conversation further, the three warriors from Earth picked up the faint sound of footsteps stomping against the ground towards them. Kuzuku grew serious alongside his comrades before slowly standing up as the enemy approached them with hungry eyes for blood. His aura was dangerous, and it seemed that he was barely losing any strength at all which showed that the enraged Saiyan was far from being slowed down despite everything that he sustained.
"So, mind filling us in on this guy?" Zugo suggested, sweat trickling down his face from the nervousness he was feeling. The initial power was more than enough for the newcomers to be weary on how they should approach things.
Kuzuku nodded and focused in on Broly as he dared not to take his eyes off him for a second, "Well, he's a Saiyan from our universe believe it or not. He was recruited but tricked by Frieza to fight against us along with his father. I wouldn't underestimate him. His potential and ability to adapt at a rate unseen before is troublesome. He's grown so powerful in such a short amount of time to the point that even all of us combined didn't do a thing."
"All of you?" Gohan repeated, slightly surprised that someone like this existed in his universe, "That's hard to believe but if that's the case: where's dad and Vegeta?"
"They escaped in order to perform the Fusion Dance about 30 minutes ago. Since it's Vegeta's first time, it may take a while for them to get it right. We were trying to stall but everyone else was nearing their limit so it was too risky for me to ask them to fight on Earth's behalf," Kuzuku explained further, "Even I am nearing my limit from just simply trying to stall the best I can."
"So, the objective is to stall now huh?" Zugo smirked, his stance forming and ready for battle, "Sounds fun, I'm game if you can keep up."
The primal Saiyan chuckled as he took a stance alongside his Astackian rival, "Well, fair warnings. This is going to be far tougher than you guys think. Broly is in a berserk-like state similar to how Kale used to be so don't expect him to pull any punches."
Hearing his warning, Gohan nodded, his Ki flaring as he took his father's trademark stance, "If that's the case, then no need to hold back from the gecko! I've been doing some training with the Supreme Kai and Old Kai so it's a good opportunity to test some new techniques though they are rough around the edges."
Kuzuku raised an eyebrow at that statement that the half-breed had made. Though, before he could dwell and question further, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a fierce roar. The three faced forward, their eyes met with the sight of Broly's enormous figure that emitted steam-like Ki off his body. His low growls were all that he could let out before he flared his aura before rocking towards the Earth's defenders, causing them to steel themselves for battle. However, before Kuzuku had time to think of an approach, Gohan had seemingly already charged in first, the bold response shocking the latter. Despite that, the half-breed continued forward and met the larger adversary in the center: their eyes locking onto each other as their hands clenched into a tight fist. Shouting, Broly hurled his fist down at the smaller half-breed who did the same, the impact causing several echoes of shockwaves that indented the ground with multiple layered rings.
Their respective punches struggled against one another for a bit, the energy generated taking the form of dancing electricity around their whole arm for a bit until Gohan felt his feet beginning to get pushed back. His eyes widened with shock as Broly pushed away Gohan's punch with almost relative ease to which the sudden shift of weight caused him to stumble backwards a bit as he lost his footing. He blinked only for a second before he realized Broly was already throwing a wild roundhouse kick straight aimed at Gohan's head. As if it were moving in slow motion, Gohan's eyes darted towards the direction of where the kick was coming from, his body reacting last second in order to block the blow to the face with his forearm. However, he wasn't able to firmly set his feet as he underestimated the power of the kick, his arm feeling a bit numb from the initial impact before he was sent rocketing away towards the side of some mountain. It didn't take long for a loud impact to echo throughout the air, the smoke rising as Gohan groaned from colliding into such a large structure at high speed. As he contemplated over the pain, Broly glared towards his direction, his feet treading towards him heavily.
Step by step, the enormous Saiyan's feet cracked the ground beneath him due to the sheer weight of his overwhelming Ki until something caught his eye from his peripherals. Instinctively, Broly leapt backwards to avoid the incoming object that looked to be like thick icicle spikes that emitted temperatures so cold that even the lava around it froze. Growling, he turned towards the source of the attack until his vision was blocked by more ice that began to surround him in a circle. More annoyed than ever, the enraged Super Saiyan snarled before taking towards the sky at high speeds, his ki boosting him with an aura coating his body. His surroundings were but a blur for a moment until his eyes widened from realization at what was happening. Rapidly, the ice beneath him was expanding and slowly catching up to him: subsequently causing a pillar of ice to form as time went on. Feeling the chill breeze from the below-freezing ice, the oversized Saiyan could feel his eyebrows twitching before he finally had enough as he stopped midway to allow the ice to pass and enclose him into the ice pillar, all the while his adversaries stood side by side as Zugo knelt down onto the dirt with his clawed hands digging into the hot dirt.
"That should hold him for a bit. . .not too sure why he stopped though," Zugo commented.
Kuzuku nodded, "Perhaps he's worn out from all the figh-huh!?"
The primal Saiyan couldn't help but stop mid sentence from the initial sight of what he just saw. The ice. . .it was melting. Yes, it wasn't like Kuzuku had never seen melting ice before but this ice. . .it was Zugo's. How was his ice melting? His thoughts were in a jumble just as much as his Astackian friend until they both noticed a glowing green Ki dead in the center of the ice where it was melting from. Horror fell upon their faces as Broly's large hand smashed right through Zugo's trap in order to grip the side of the hole now forming from the structure. Little by little, the droplets of water that was created evaporated from just being near the large Saiyan, the hole dissipating to the point where Broly's entire figure was revealed to have red glowing eyes along with oozing green Ki like steam.
Zugo frowned and sucked his teeth out of frustration, "I can see what you mean now, Kuzuku. This guy. . .his power is still rising even now!"
"Ye-yeah, honestly I thought he was at his limit despite him not slowing down at all but. . .there's almost no end to this!" Kuzuku agreed, slightly frightened by Broly's now slowly growing power.
Before they knew it, the Saiyan spoken off vanished before their very eyes, the only evidence of him moving being the completely shattered ice pillar that was left behind to tumble to the ground. They both let out a short gasp, their eyes widening at the fact of Broly's speed before the realization dawned on them: he had already closed the distance and grabbed them both by the face with his large hands. They didn't even have time to prepare to endure as Broly immediately shot forward and dragged their bodies against the dirt. Collective sounds of them groveling were drowned by the sound of rubble being torn to shreds as Broly carved the landscape with their bodies. However, Kuzuku was the first to regain composure, his hand slowly reaching towards his forehead before teleporting again out of Broly's grasp. The large Saiyan was once more left confused from the feeling of something completely disappearing from his hold until he felt a sharp kick to the side of his neck. He groaned from the pain due to him being completely off guard as Kuzuku glanced over to Zugo who happened to catch the signal he was silently sending him.
The Astackian nodded, his clawed hands digging into the ground once more before unleashing more ice to shoot up from the ground below though this time: the ice slammed right into Broly's abdomen before surrounding him from the waist down. Furthermore, the cold sensation made him groan from being uncomfortable to where his grip on Zugo's face loosened enough for the Astackian to break free by using his ice as a foot-stool to leap backwards. Seeing the opportunity, Kuzuku leapt backward though this time taking to the skies in order to gain some distance from Broly's inevitable escape as the ice was already beginning to melt around him. The enraged Saiyan gritted his teeth before letting out a large burst of Ki to completely destroy the ice trapping him temporarily. Fierce winds raged around as the force generated was enough to force the two to tense from the pressure while Broly glared over at Kuzuku. His arm stuck out, the energy gathering into his palm before forming an energy ball in front of him causing the primal Saiyan to shudder as his eyes widened from the amount of power he stored into that ball.
However, before he could so much as launch the doom-ki blast: another Ki blast seemed to have pierced right through the ball of energy just enough to cause it to explode. Curious as to who did it, the two warriors glanced over to see Gohan rocketing towards them with his aura bursting to life. Surprisingly, he was only scathed a bit though still had plenty of fight in him seeing how he was charging into the now blazing inferno that encased Broly. Nonetheless, Broly swipes the flames away, the mere power of the swing causing all the flames to disappear without a trace before finally realizing the fast approaching Gohan. In just a blink of an eye, the distance between them closed as Gohan extended his hands outward before roaring, "Masenko-HAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
From his hands came a fiery light that erupted in a torrent of yellow ki that covered Broly's body, his growling groans being drowned away by the sound of Ki blasting against his body. So much so that the large saiyan can feel his feet slide backwards a bit to which it impressed Kuzuku a bit that Gohan was doing this in Ultimate Form alone. However, the small moment was short lived as Broly reached out and grabbed the half-breed by the face. The eyes of the son of Goku widened from surprise as his blast was put to a stop by Broly's sudden grab before he felt his body begin to be lifted higher into the air. He didn't even have time to panic as his berserk opponent slammed his body into the ground with such force that he was buried alongside the destroyed rubble. Kuzuku was stunned at the sight as Broly brought his hand up once more in hopes to strike his former master again. The mere thought slightly angered him, his aura flaring as he hissed at the idea though before he could launch himself back into battle, he noticed Broly suddenly stopping his punch before he even hurled it down towards the Earth. Kuzuku's eyebrows raised, confused as to what distracted him enough to halt his punch despite being in an enraged state.
Though seemingly enough, the primal Saiyan looked closer, his eyes met with a rather odd sight. With a body turning bright purple with oozing energy flowing along with the wind like a fog, Gohan's body was slowly beginning to fade away in Broly grasp. Both Kuzuku and Zugo were confused as to what was going on as the half-breed's body vanished without a trace while Broly stared beneath him in utter confusion. But, they weren't given much time to really think too much as fogs of energy suddenly started formulating around Broly, each one gathering in different spots from left, right, and even above. They all weren't sure of what was going on until the dogs began to form into a figure resembling that of the latter half-breed who disappeared right before their very eyes. Soon enough, the figure eased into completion, revealing a copy of Gohan himself. Their eyes widened collectively with each bundle of fog-like energy forming another copy of Gohan. One, two, four, eight. . .until soon enough there were probably about sixteen of them surrounding the larger Saiyan.
Without them realizing it, another Gohan floated down from above to join the rest of his duplicates before saying, "Attack. . .!". Upon his command, all of the Gohans dashed forward into battle to which in response Broly tensed his body as he angrily snarled at the small army now attacking him from all sides. As they closed in, Broly swung his leg backwards in hopes to catch one of them off guard, however his strike merely fazed through him to his surprise until he felt a sharp pain from an elbow to his ribs. He growled and swung his arms down at the Gohan that struck him from below though once more his strike fazed right through him only for that Gohan to reform again and hurl a spinning backfist that slammed right into his ribs once more. The feeling of getting struck in the same spot twice earned a grunt from the large Saiyan, his feet stumbling backwards a bit until he felt a knee to the back of his head followed by another kick that had struck him in the side of his skull by another Gohan copy. Annoyed, he began throwing punches aimlessly, his mindless lashing out only making the situation worse as his attacks did nothing to the copies while Kuzuku watched in amazement from afar.
"Amazing. . .Broly seems like he can't do anything to fight against this technique? Gohan was sure as hell not slacking off that's for sure," Kuzuku noted.
As soon as that thought passed, his eyes noticed Zugo flaring his Ki before diving towards the ground with haste. The Astackian touched Earth almost in a flash before gently placing both hands on the ground. He smirked as he conjured up the energy down to his palms as the ground beneath him began to turn to ice before traveling further and further throughout the terrain so much that it even spread all the way to where their injured allies were resting, thus leaving them confused for a bit. Nevertheless, Zugo nodded to himself before his eyes began to glow, "Thanks Gohan for buying me enough time for this one. . .here goes." Abruptly, the ground began to emit frosty smoke as the ice began to rise around the three combatants on the ground while Kuzuku watched from above.
"Glacial Prison!" Zugo roared, his ki flaring to life as the ice sped up it's formation while the frosty smoke grew more intense. Left in awe, Kuzuku watched as the ice enclosed all around the warriors below into the form of a clear dome made of ice that was ginormous in size while the ground surrounding it was encased in ice and stretched all the way towards the seeable horizon. Even the lava that was once destroying and ravaging the terrain was turned into solid ice from the mere creation of Zugo's technique.
Seeing this, Kuzuku was now both impressed but mostly curious, "Zugo seems to have a new technique as well. . .though the real question is can it stall long enough? Regardless, this is a good chance to rest and replenish my strength a bit. Especially if I have to use that. . ."
Meanwhile, inside the newly created ice dome were Gohan, Zugo, and Broly currently in a standoff. The enraged Super Saiyan growled as the clones surrounded him while the original hid-among them. He looked around and examined the change of scenery. The ice surrounding them was nothing but crystallized blue with a mixture of a green translucent texture while the ground beneath their feet mimicked the walls. The half-breed couldn't help but note that it was indeed something to marvel at though he had to remember that he was in the middle of battle. Especially since as quickly as he observed the area, he turned back to see Broly coming straight towards him specifically with his hands ready to grab him by the throat. Now focused, Gohan quickly side-stepped the larger Saiyan only to allow one of his clones to take his place as Broly wrapped his hand around it's throat before dragging it through the air, eventually slamming it into the wall so hard that the ice was cracking under the pressure. He could hear Broly's low growls from afar as his clone dissipated from his grasp once more which left the berserker frustrated. Though, undermining that, Gohan focused and slightly outstretched his hand in front of him and began conjuring up the remnants of his destroyed clone. With his mental command alone, the fog gathered in front of him in a spiral before reforming the clone again as if nothing had happened.
Inwardly he smirked, slightly proud that this technique was working so well, "All that training with Shin and Old Kai is paying off. To think they had such a technique kept in wraps is beyond me. . ." Once that thought was gone, the half-breed's attention returned back to the problem at hand. His large body turned to face him, his teeth baring at him as his face was put in a permanent scowl. However, something suddenly diverted his attention off the son of Goku as he looked towards his feet.
They were unusually shivering and frosted, his calves shaking as he stood in place. The sight itself caused Broly unnecessary panic as he roared loudly, his ki erupting in hopes to shake the ice off though strangely enough: his aura wasn't as large as it was before. Gohan raised an eyebrow before noticing that the cracked ice behind the pure-blood was regenerating at an alarming rate. Without much thought, he looked over to Zugo who was smirking for questions.
"Hey, Zugo!" Gohan called out, gaining the Astackians attention, "What's the deal with this ice dome of yours!?"
Zugo blinked a few times before smugly smiling, "I'm glad you asked, it's something I developed throughout this month. This isn't any ordinary ice as those trapped inside this prison are simply stuck here unless I let them out or they teleport out. However, if one were to try and break the ice then they'll find it far more difficult than usual."
"Huh? What do you mean," Gohan asked with furthered curiosity.
"Hmph. . .," Zugo mused, "By using the Ki from those inside this prison, I can repair it and even increase it's durability even further. Not only that, the longer we stay here, the more dense the ice gets over time. But don't worry, I can select on who to drain energy from so you're safe from the effects."
"I see, that's one clever technique you devised. Were you planning on using that against Kuzuku?" Gohan smiled.
The Astackian blinked a few times before smirking, "You bet your ass I was. Though it's not perfected yet. The problem is that I have to focus and keep in direct contact with the ground without moving in order to drain their Ki. So I'm gonna need you to stall him with your clones for a bit and protect me from getting attacked. If we're lucky, he'll lose so much energy that he won't be so difficult to handle."
Gohan nodded as he looked over back at Broly who was falling to his knee while clenching his head, his moans of pure rage and pain becoming more violent. His hands fell down to the ground before curling inward a bit to which his nails clawed into the ice. The half-breed's eyes narrowed in, his knee bending as he got ready to charge, "I see. . .leave it to me then! Let's go, my clones!"
With a loud battle cry, he charged right in and led the assault against Broly as his clones followed closely behind him. In that instant, Broly roared, his feeting and claws immediately propelling him forward in response to his opponent's charge. Without hesitation, he extended his arm outward to unleash a barrage of energy blasts towards the bundle of Gohan's in front of him. Initially, Gohan thought that it was a singular blast of Ki until it split into multiple-smaller energy waves that sped up towards them. He internally cursed at how clever the move was for someone who seems mindless though he continued onward regardless with more focus. His aura flared along with his clones that joined him in this battle before dodging the first blast by flying up a bit. He paused for a moment, quickly taking in the best route to take as more drew closer. With impressive speed, Gohan rapidly motioned his body left and right to avoid several energy waves before flying downward in order to touch the ground as the last bit of energy blasts that came his way past right through his afterimage. Seeing how his path was clearer now, he charged in all the while the clones purposely took hits from the energy-waves knowing full well that they were going to reform anyways. Eventually, the distance between the remaining clones along with the son of Goku himself and Broly closed, thus leaving the berserker surrounded. Broly's eyes widened for a second, his blank-mind confused on who to strike first until he was kicked directly in the neck by a clone from above. His head turned a bit only for it to be rattled by a punch from the same direction by another clone. Though, Gohan didn't let up for a second as he knew he needed every moment he could get. Cleverly, he maneuvered around the giant to take his back that was facing the wall before delivering an elbow on the back of Broly's head.
The strike itself carried immense force, so much that Broly could feel his feet dig deep into the ground as it cracked from the shockwave generated. Furious, the enraged Super Saiyan turned towards the cause of that blow and lashed out with a wild side-kick aimed directly at his stomach. However, before it could so much as connect to it's target, Gohan quickly motioned one of his clones before dashing to the side so fast that it left an afterimage in his place. At that moment, the kick was looking to faze right through it but something peculiar happened. Upon collision, the kick rammed itself into the afterimage as though it were physical before it was slammed directly into the wall of ice: the impact alone cracked the wall once more before it began to glow a bit as it began regenerating the damage.
As Broly stared forward at the frosty smoke, he immediately began to notice the similar purplish fog of Ki once more, the mere sight causing him to snarl while Gohan's feet skid across the ice due to the shockwave though he remained focused on the task at hand as he dashed back into the battle while motioning his clones to join in on the all-out attack. As soon as Broly noticed them, his eyes were met with multiple Gohan readying themselves to strike him from all angles though he seemed to not care at all as he responded with a powerful roar with his fist ready to counter-attack. In mere seconds, the son of Goku and the Saiyan of Vampa clashed fists for a brief second before they suddenly were locked into an all out exchange of blows with each strike rattling the ground and cracking the entire dome of ice little-by-little. All the while the Astackian watched in amazement.
"Kuzuku's former master sure is something else. Even with a large power difference he understands very well on how to handle battles like these," Zugo noted, his mind replaying that he witnessed in his head, "Obviously a true head-to-head fight is impossible. However, by using those clones as a distraction while taking advantage of his opponents mental state, he can run the risk of close quarters combat better than all of us. Especially when he managed to create an afterimage in moments before impact while also having a clone fly in to take his place so that Broly wouldn't suspect him while also forcing him to cause immense damage to the prison in order to take advantage of the draining ability is truly clever. And that's nothing but child's play compared to what he's doing right now. . ."
Subsequently, Gohan managed to duck under a wide punch aimed at his head before spinning rapidly and delivering a bone-crushing roundhouse kick to Broly's ribs. Slightly hurt by this, Broly yelled loudly, his other fist now coming down from above though Gohan simply moved out of the way similar to before and allowed his clone to take the place of the afterimage he left behind thus resulting in the berserker's fist slamming deep into the ice beneath them. Wasting no time, the half-breed suddenly appeared from the right, his fist immediately socking Broly across the cheek before kneeing him square in the face. It was evident that the strategy was indeed taking into effect as Broly's feet stumbled backwards a bit from the blow while the hole he made regenerated without him realizing it.
"Alright, he's beginning to get weaker. Just a bit more," Gohan mentally noted, before quickly motioning his clones to move in. Immediately off his command, the multiple versions of himself charged in as they each got ready to strike the large Saiyan respectively. Though, it didn't take long for Broly to snap out of his dazed trance to notice danger approaching him. However, he was too late to react as the first clone landed a right hook across his jaw, the blow staggering him long enough for another clone to follow up with a knee to his ribs. He didn't even have time to recover, especially due to the fact that another clone snuck past them and landed an uppercut to his chin while another took the chance to spin-kick him in the back of his neck. Before long, Broly suddenly felt multiple strikes coming from all over the place. One that felt like a back-fist across his jaw while another was a roundhouse kick from the opposite direction while at the same time getting punched simultaneously in the ribs as well as the stomach. It all didn't make sense and it was too much for him to comprehend though one thing was certain. . .
He was past the point of words describing his rage. His aura began to flare dangerously, so much that it stopped the clone army's assault. With heavy and erratic breathing from all the pain that he was feeling, Broly was well past the point of caring anymore. His uncontrollable thirst for blood was beginning to take over. He growled, his eyes glowing red as he began to clench his fist. His power raged and raged, until it was almost reaching a boiling point. Sensing the skyrocketing Ki, both Gohan and Zugo's eyes widened at what was happening.
"This is bad. . .he's starting to become even more out of control than before! If he goes off like this then he might destroy the entire planet!" Gohan commented out of fear. He looked over at Zugo who noticed the same thing, the two immediately knowing what must be done, "Zugo! Put everything you got in draining and regeneration! I got the rest!"
Zugo internally nodded before groaning, "You don't gotta tell me twice! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
(Meanwhile, With Kuzuku Outside Of Zugo's Glacial Prison . . .)
The primal Saiyan above couldn't see a single thing going on from the inside. Though, he could sense the dangerously growing power of their opponent while the Glacial Prison began to shine brightly with mixtures of Blue and Green. It was beautiful to say the least though that wasn't what was supposed to be on his mind.
A trickle of sweat fell off his cheek, muttering "I sure hope you two know what you're doing. . ."
(Now Back To The Intense Battle Inside Of The Glacial Prison. . .)
With his screams echoing and matching that of an Oozaru roar, Broly's Ki almost doubled in size instantly, his body emitting green steam of energy as if he was ready to explode. Wasting no time, Gohan and his clones began to coordinate all around Broly until they surrounded him from all directions. Quickly they clasped their hands above their head before focusing their energy so much that they began to glow a light purple. Ignoring the pressure emitted from Broly, the half-breed focused on condensing the gathered Ki into a small point while his clone followed suit and did the same.
"AAAAAAAARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Broly roared, his blood curdling screams growing louder as his Ki unintentionally formed into a large ball that surrounded him. Little by little, the large orb condensed closer and closer towards his body until it finally became small enough to hover in the middle of his chest. Though, Gohan wasn't easily deceived as the condensed energy was rapidly growing even stronger. At that moment, he knew it was definitely all or nothing at this point, the ground beneath Broly's feet melting away and regenerating at the same time. It was happening so fast that Zugo was having trouble keeping up, the sweat on his face from outputting the Glacial Prison at max power becoming more visible.
Though, it was nothing compared to what was going to happen next. The berserker's heavy breathing and readiness to explode was indicating the big explosion that awaits them. It was only a matter of time and that was something Gohan was anticipating. The moment was filled with nervousness and anxiety between the two Earth warriors with each passing second being closer to impending disaster. Sensing the moment was approaching, the half-breed's eyes narrowed in focus. Suddenly, Broly began growling, and growling. . .until he finally had enough.
Noticing the time was now, Gohan along with his clones took action, "The time is now, Masenko-Trichiliocosm!" Unleashing from the palm of their hands that were now swung in front of them was a thin light purple energy wave in a fashion similar to an ordinary Masenko. However, instead of aiming and targeting Broly, the beams of Ki connected with each other one by one until they formed a web-like cube constructed from the energy waves before condensing into a smaller form that threatened to slice Broly into pieces. But at the same time, Broly's power was already at its boiling point.
"Ngh-! ARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
With a blinding flash of light, Broly screams were all that could be heard as the condensed energy hover from his chest exploded into an omni-directional energy wave that pushed violently against the cage that threatened to cut him into pieces. The ground beneath him was quickly being ruptured to nothing but shards of ice though it constantly kept regenerating. The force was simply unimaginable, especially as the half-breeds technique was already cracking under the pressure emitted with it expanding back into a larger size over a small period of time. Despite that, the two warriors of Earth struggle forth, their bodies exerting more and more Ki to keep their respective techniques going. Gohan could feel his body grow weaker by the minute, his clones disappearing completely one by one due to the pressure Broly was generating while Zugo's hands were shaking from trying to keep the Glacial Prison up and running all by himself.
Both were tasks that seemed impossible to keep up for long but neither of them thought about giving up. With that thought in mind, the two let out a battle cry in union, their aura flaring as they intensified their techniques beyond their normal capacities. The cage grew tighter and somewhat forced Broly's explosive wave back while Zugo was regenerating at a faster rate to where Broly was forced to his knees. The berserker growled in annoyance, his eyes closed with sweat drenching his body. He felt himself being pushed to his limits, his Super Saiyan form threatening to fade.
"HRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
Impressively, Gohan and Zugo increased their output even further to the point the cage began to wrap around his body while he lost even more power. Their bodies were nearing the point where they would probably pass out from exhaustion though they weren't going to let that stop them. They were determined and focused on completing and winning. Nothing more, nothing less. That drive was enough to even force the seemingly limitless raw power to a corner that anyone would think they couldn't get out of. Something that Kuzuku wouldn't think was possible without a Fusion: the unfathomable berserker being nearly defeated. It was hard to believe but the hope was definitely there.
The moment felt like an eternity with the current situation being in the warriors of Earth's favor as Broly was struggling to hold on. His panting and loud moans of struggle were evident of this. Soon enough, they collectively thought that they'd be able to win. This belief growing more and more apparent. . .until they forgot one thing: When a beast begins to grow desperate is when their true strength shows.
Shockingly enough, Broly's energy began to flare even more intensely than before, the explosive wave's intensity almost increasing by ten fold. The sudden burst of power caught them off-guard as the cage was quickly expanded while the pressure was eliminating the last of Gohan's clones, leaving the original to fend for himself. Desperately, the half-breed struggled to keep on the attack though it was quickly showing to be futile as the web-like cage was cracking at an alarming rate. The energy was simply too massive, so much that Zugo couldn't keep up with it: his eyes widening with shock at how much power Broly was generating. That's when it dawned on them. That nothing they do now will save them and that there was only one option left. With that in mind, they both pushed themselves one last time though only focusing on one thing: defense.
They roared in union, "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" before their techniques were completely overpowered by the ensuing destruction that awaits them. The two Earth warriors braced themselves, their clothes ripping as the last thing they saw consciously was a bright green light until the Glacial Prison was shined for a moment until it completely exploded into a large torrent of Broly's untamed Ki that had reached far passed the darken skies and into the endless space. . .
A/N: Yo, sorry that this wasn't out sooner. Personally in this chapter, I felt that it'd be a crime to not add Gohan or Zugo into the fight. I can't explain it. . .maybe call it favoritism lol. That aside, the arc is nearing it's finale as the next chapter is already typed up and readying for editing though I was depending on adding more. Anyways, the fight is heating up and thanks for your reading. Until we meet again!