CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Berserker Saiyan

The throne room's remnants lay in shambles as Broly, enveloped in a raging white aura, charged towards Vegeta. The prince, sporting a confident smile, powered up, his own white aura flaring in response. The two Saiyans clashed in the center of the room, their collision unleashing a devastating shockwave. The blast leveled most of the room, sending Vegeta flying backward. Broly gave chase, relentless in his pursuit.

Vegeta, still airborne, swung a fist at Broly, who dodged with ease while closing in. With a swift, devastating punch, Broly connected with Vegeta's gut, sending him soaring into his throne and through the wall behind it. The sound of crumbling stone and twisted metal filled the air as Broly's roar echoed through the room, his power surging wildly.

A golden flash of light illuminated the Vegeta-sized hole in the wall, and the prince emerged, shrouded in a golden aura. His hair now a vibrant gold, his eyes a piercing teal, Vegeta exuded confidence. "Do not interfere, sister," he declared, his voice dripping with arrogance. "Allow me to show you the strength of a true Super Saiyan. Now, witness the might of Emperor Vegeta!"

Zukanna rolled her eyes, a hint of amusement dancing on her lips. "Very well, brother. Let's see this... might of yours." She turned to the others, her expression turning serious. "Let's not interfere. For now."

As the group followed the battle outside, Vegeta's dominance over Broly became apparent. His Grade 2 Super Saiyan form, though not yet perfected, allowed him to dodge and weave around Broly's attacks with ease. A swift 4-punch combo sent Broly stumbling back, followed by a perfectly executed dropkick that launched him into the sky.

However, Zukanna's concern grew with each passing moment. Vegeta's blows, though flashy, were gradually losing their effectiveness as Broly's power continued to rise. She had witnessed this phenomenon before – with Nio's transformation into a Legendary Berserker Super Saiyan. A sense of foreboding settled in the pit of her stomach as she hoped she was mistaken this time.

Vegeta's flashy spinning kick sent Broly plummeting toward the ground. The massive Saiyan landed on his feet, his body beginning to undergo a terrifying transformation. His black hair spiked upward, his aura shifting from white to a menacing green. His eyes, now a golden hue, seemed to burn with an inner fury. Broly's power skyrocketed, increasing tenfold in an instant.

Zukanna's gaze met Nio's, both sharing a shocked and worried expression. "No... it can't be," she whispered, her thoughts racing.

"Wrathful Saiyan," Piccolo muttered, his eyes wide with a mix of fascination and trepidation, Nail's memories of Zukanna's own experiences with this form flooding his mind.

Goku and Cressa exchanged stunned glances, awestruck by the sheer scale of Broly's power. Vegeta, once confident, now appeared panicked, his eyes darting toward his sister as if seeking assistance.

Paragus's maniacal laughter echoed through the air, his voice dripping with malice. "Hopeless, Vegeta! Your death is nigh! Behold, the true power of my Broly!"

With a deafening roar, Broly launched himself at Vegeta, leaving the prince to face the fury of the Wrathful Saiyan alone.

Broly lunged at Vegeta with a ferocity that left the prince barely enough time to raise his guard. The impact was tremendous, sending shockwaves through the air as Broly's enhanced strength and speed proved too much for Vegeta to handle. Initially, panic flashed across Vegeta's face, but his pride and warrior instincts soon took over, driving him to launch a counterattack.

However, Broly, now operating on a completely different level, effortlessly dodged and weaved around Vegeta's strikes. Each attack was met with an unsettling, almost feral, swiftness, leaving Vegeta stumbling to keep up.

"Don't let up, Broly!" Paragus's voice pierced the air, his eyes gleaming with a manic intensity. He pressed the remote once more, and Broly's body contorted in agony, a blood-curdling scream echoing through the landscape.

Goku, swift to react, shot a precise Ki blast at the remote in Paragus's hand, obliterating it. But Paragus's response was laced with a chilling certainty: "Too late... It's too late to stop him now. Broly has lost all control."

Zukanna watched with growing concern as Broly's assault on Vegeta intensified. What was once a calculated, if brutal, attack pattern had devolved into savage, unbridled ferocity. Broly's movements were now devoid of finesse, driven solely by a primal urge to destroy. Vegeta, already battered and wounded, was unable to discern the shift in Broly's tactics, his defenses weakening with each passing moment.

Vegeta stumbled back, his golden aura flickering as Broly's relentless onslaught threatened to overwhelm him. A particularly vicious blow sent Vegeta crashing to the ground, his body sliding across the dusty terrain. Broly loomed over him, his golden eyes blazing with an uncontainable fury, poised to deliver the finishing blow.

Zukanna's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with the urgency of the situation. "We need to incapacitate Broly, and fast, before things spiral out of control," she thought to herself. Her fist instinctively tensed up, poised to unleash a precise Spirit Fission technique to subdue the raging Saiyan.

Just as she was about to act, Goku approached her, a boyish grin spreading across his face. "Hey, Zukanna! Can I get a turn against Broly? It's been ages since I've fought someone as powerful as him—not since Frieza, actually!" His eyes sparkled with excitement, and for a moment, the gravity of the situation seemed to fade into the background.

Zukanna raised an eyebrow, hesitant for a moment before nodding. "Very well, Goku. But be careful; Broly's power is escalating rapidly." She stepped back, allowing Goku to take center stage.

With a triumphant whoop, Goku flew towards the injured Vegeta, playfully shouting, "Out of the way, Geets!" Vegeta, still recovering, shot Goku a disgruntled glance but wisely retreated, acknowledging the Saiyan's unspoken request.

Goku clashed with Broly, their battle commencing in a flurry of movement. Zukanna watched, impressed, as Goku—still in his base form – dodged and weaved around Broly's attacks with ease. The Saiyan's movements were a testament to his exceptional skill, each parry and counterattack executed with precision.

As Broly's rage intensified, his strength grew, but his technique suffered, becoming increasingly sloppy. Goku seized this opportunity, diverting Broly's momentum with a swift parry before spinning mid-air to connect a flashy kick. Broly flew past, his massive frame a blur, and Goku transformed into his Super Saiyan form in the blink of an eye.

Now empowered, Goku began targeting Broly's pressure points; his strikes were swift and calculated. Simultaneously, he attempted to reason with the enraged Saiyan, his voice calm and reassuring. "Hey, Broly, you're strong enough to regain control! Don't let your emotions consume you!"

Broly's response, however, was far from what Goku had hoped for. The Saiyan's face contorted in a mixture of fury and anguish, his power surging to unprecedented heights. The air around him seemed to distort, as if reality itself were bending to accommodate his escalating energy.

Zukanna's eyes widened, her concern growing. "This isn't working. Broly's getting stronger, and Goku's approach might not be enough to calm him down..." She trailed off, pondering their next move.

Zukanna's eyes widened in alarm as Broly unleashed a merciless combination of attacks on Goku. The thundering uppercut sent Goku soaring, his body a mere projectile in Broly's hands. The Saiyan's massive fist closed around Goku's ankle, and with a display of inhuman strength, Broly slammed him side to side, the sound of rushing air and Goku's grunts of effort filling the desert landscape.

The finale of Broly's assault was a devastating downward hook, which connected with a sickening crunch, sending Goku plummeting towards the ground. The desert floor shuddered beneath the impact, a massive crater erupting as Goku's body struck the earth. The sound of the collision echoed through the air, a haunting reminder of Broly's unbridled power.

Nio's anguished scream pierced the air, "GOKU!" as he flew towards the crater, his heart racing with worry. He landed beside the crater's edge, peering down at Goku's motionless form, his face etched with concern.

Meanwhile, Piccolo and Cressa sprang into action, determined to counter Broly's rampage. They flew upwards, meeting Broly in the sky. Cressa's body glowed with a golden aura as she transformed into a Super Saiyan, her power surging to match the challenge. Piccolo, his eyes gleaming with a fierce inner light, powered up, his energy output skyrocketing to equal Cressa's.

The two warriors, now evenly matched in strength, charged at Broly, their movements a blur of speed and agility. The air was electric with tension as the trio clashed, their battle a maelstrom of punches, kicks, and energy blasts.

Broly, undaunted by the newcomers, welcomed the challenge, his fury and strength surging to unprecedented heights. The desert landscape trembled beneath the might of their struggle, the outcome hanging precariously in the balance.

Cressa danced around Broly, her movements a blur as she expertly switched between her Grade 2 and Grade 3 Super Saiyan forms. Whenever she launched a fierce offensive, her Grade 2 form allowed her to unleash fast, devastating attacks, but when Broly countered with his brute strength, she transitioned into her Grade 3 form. This strategic adaptation enabled her to tank Broly's hits, reducing the damage she sustained. However, even with this advantage, Broly's relentless assault was gradually wearing down her defenses.

Meanwhile, Piccolo had cloned himself, each duplicate charging up a potent special beam cannon. The air was electric with anticipation as the clones finished their preparations. "Cressa, move!" Piccolo shouted, his voice carrying across the battlefield. Cressa dove to the side, avoiding the impending blast by a hair's breadth.

With perfect synchrony, Piccolo and his clones unleashed their special beam cannons, the concentrated energy striking Broly with tremendous force. The Saiyan's massive body absorbed the impact, but for a fleeting moment, his furious expression faltered, and he stumbled backward. The damage, though not catastrophic, had been done.

However, this brief respite only served to enrage Broly further. His body began to glow with an intense, green aura, and he started to grow, his muscles bulging as his size increased. The ground trembled beneath his feet as he let out a deafening roar, his fury now a palpable, terrifying force.

Vegeta, still nursing his broken ribs, watched the battle with clenched teeth, his eyes burning with a mixture of frustration and concern. He knew that Broly's transformation spelled disaster for their chances of victory.

Just as Broly was about to charge, Nio jumped into the fray, teaming up with Piccolo and Cressa. The young warrior's determination was evident in his unwavering gaze, and with a deep breath, he prepared to face the enraged Broly alongside his allies.

As Nio joined the battle, his eyes gleamed with a calculated intensity, his gaze fixed on Broly. The air was charged with anticipation, the young warrior having momentarily turned the tide of the fight. With Spirit Fission, Nio managed to tap into Broly's energy, slowly draining his reserves. This innovative tactic had provided the trio with a crucial advantage, allowing them to gain ground against the behemoth.

Goku, still recovering from his earlier ordeal, approached Zukanna, his expression a mix of concern and determination. "I'm not out of this yet, Zukanna," he said, his voice laced with a hint of fatigue. Zukanna's gaze met his, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Rest, Goku. You've done enough for now. This isn't over yet."

Goku's jaw clenched, his refusal to yield evident. "I won't back down, not against an opponent like Broly. I've come too far, fought too hard." Zukanna's expression turned thoughtful, her voice measured. "You've earned your place in this battle, Goku. Don't push yourself too hard. We'll finish this together." Goku's gaze never wavered, his spirit unbroken.

Paragus's maniacal laughter echoed through the air as he gloated over the impending downfall of the Vegeta bloodline. "Behold, my Broly, the ultimate Saiyan! My revenge is nigh, and soon the Vegeta bloodline will meet its end."

However, his triumphant speech was cut short. An energy ball swift and silent struck Paragus's head, exploding it in a gruesome display. The suddenness of the attack left both Goku and Zukanna stunned, their voices overlapping in a chorus of shock and grief.

"NO!" Goku and Zukanna's cries harmonized, their anguish palpable. Vegeta, however, seemed to take a different approach, a smug, self-satisfied smirk twisting his lips.

"That should shut you up," Vegeta said, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"NO! YOU IDIOT, DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE?!" Zukanna's voice rose, her anger and worry for Broly's well-being evident. She knew all too well what grief of a loved one did to a Saiyan.

"Oh, please, sister, spare me the moral lec-" Vegeta's response was interrupted by Broly's anguished scream: "Father...!" The word trailed off, replaced by an ear-piercing roar as Broly's body began to undergo a terrifying transformation. His voice, now a deafening bellow, sent shivers down the spines of the onlookers.

Broly's aura burst outward, a swirling storm of green and gold, sending Nio, Cressa, and Piccolo flying back. His hair shifted into a brilliant, lime green, and his frame expanded, muscles bulging, each vein rippling with barely contained energy. The very air trembled, the ground splitting beneath him. Zukanna felt an icy terror creep into her heart. She knew this power—the primal force that lay dormant in Nio. But Broly wasn't just like Nio. He was something far worse, something that even she couldn't hope to contain on her own.

With a deep breath, she shouted, her voice breaking through the chaos, "Everyone! Attack him together! Hit him with everything you've got, or none of us are leaving here alive!"

Goku glared at Vegeta, who remained on his knees, transfixed by the overwhelming aura before him. "Vegeta, you didn't have to kill him!" Goku shouted, but his voice seemed distant as Vegeta's gaze remained locked on Broly. Vegeta's eyes were wide with horror, lips barely moving as he whispered, "The… the legendary Saiyan…"

Knowing he couldn't waste any more time, Goku clenched his fists, powering up to his mastered Super Saiyan form, his golden aura blazing. Zukanna's own aura erupted as she shifted into her Ascended Super Saiyan form. Nio roared, his own wrathful Saiyan form igniting around him, and together, they charged at Broly with relentless fury. Cressa and Piccolo, still reeling from Broly's first onslaught, dove in alongside them, combining their efforts for one last stand.

Broly's eyes gleamed with a twisted, animalistic rage as he watched them approach, yet he stood still, his body barely shifting. Even as they swarmed around him, Broly dodged each strike, weaving through attacks with frightening precision and ease.

Piccolo lunged at him with a powerful punch, but Broly sidestepped, smirking as he delivered a brutal blow to Piccolo's gut. The impact knocked the wind out of Piccolo, who barely had time to process the pain before Broly swung him like a weapon, slamming him into Goku, Cressa, and Nio with devastating force.

Broly threw and spun Piccolo around and caught him by his face, then caught Cressa mid-air. Energy crackled at his fingertips as he charged twin blasts, pressing each one into their faces. The explosions reverberated through the desert, and when the smoke cleared, Cressa and Piccolo lay crumpled on the ground, severely injured and barely moving.

Zukanna's heart pounded as she and Goku prepared their next move. Goku looked to her, his eyes resolute. They couldn't afford to hold anything back.

With a nod, Zukanna activated her gigantification ability, her muscles expanding, aura flaring as she towered over Broly. She created several clones of herself, forming a small army that surrounded him. Goku didn't miss a beat, coordinating with her clones to launch a synchronized assault, fists and energy blasts flying in tandem.

Broly's eyes gleamed as he watched them swarm around him, his movements quick and graceful, dodging their strikes with a chilling ease. Even in the face of their combined attack, his aura only grew stronger, brighter, each deflected blow adding fuel to his relentless power.

Nio, still in his wrathful form, took to the skies, summoning his energy into a barrage of blasts that rained down on Broly like a meteor shower. Zukanna's clones struck in tandem with each blast, adding a relentless rhythm to the assault.

But Broly merely sneered, his green-gold aura intensifying. With a roar, he unleashed an energy wave that blasted through Zukanna's clones, dispelling them in an instant. The force of his roar sent shockwaves across the battlefield, forcing even Goku and Nio to shield themselves.

Undeterred, Zukanna roared back, channeling her energy into a single, massive energy ball, which she hurled down toward him. "Take this, Broly!"

Broly looked up, his twisted grin widening as he leaped upward, meeting her attack with his own colossal green blast. The two energies collided in an explosion that illuminated the entire desert, and for a brief, breathless moment, it seemed as if they might overpower him.

But Broly's energy only seemed to increase as the explosion faded, and he descended, unscathed, eyes wild with untamed power.

Goku staggered back, chest heaving. "Zukanna, he's… he's feeding off it! The more we hit him, the stronger he gets!"

Zukanna's heart sank as she realized the truth in Goku's words. They were outmatched, their combined strength barely making a dent. She looked at Nio and Goku, desperation flickering in her gaze.

"We need a new plan," she said, her voice steady but laced with urgency. "If he continues to grow like this, none of us will stand a chance."

Broly let out another deafening roar, the ground shattering beneath his feet as his energy surged.

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