The radiance of Super Saiyan Rosé 3 burst forth once more, yet this time the light was even stronger, even more dazzling. Pink lightning crackled wildly across his body, snapping and hissing with explosive energy.
The entire sky was dyed in rosé, like an endless peach-colored ocean stretching without end.
Black Goku slowly rose from the ground, his posture exuding a false saintly majesty. As his rosé aura surged higher and higher, his body lifted gently into the air.
"Wretched mortals… Now it falls to the great me to deliver your final judgment." Black Goku's voice echoed across the world, not a single corner left untouched.
Even the surviving animals of this ruined earth shrieked in terror, scattering madly in every direction.
Bulla stared at the transformed Black Goku before her, worry swelling in her chest.
(Dark one… this guy just got even stronger.)
She could sense his Ki; it already far surpassed her own. At his side, Gohan's eyes flicked toward Trunks.
"Trunks should have a way, right?" He clenched his fists tight, preparing himself nonetheless.
Trunks' gaze locked onto Black Goku. Compared to before, his opponent's aura had indeed climbed to another dimension. Every single movement of his now radiated the air of a false god.
Suddenly, Trunks' figure blurred and vanished, his high-speed movements hissing through the air like blades slicing wind. He had his sights set on Black Goku, yet in the next instant, Black Goku's form disappeared completely.
A faint breeze brushed the back of Trunks' neck, followed immediately by an overwhelming surge of danger. Trunks whipped around, and sure enough, Black Goku's contemptuous eyes were locked onto him.
He crouched low, his whole body tensed, channeling all his power into his hands.
His muscles bulged and veins stood out on his forehead, and his clasped fists trembled with violent energy.
His feral gaze burned with rage and vengeance, fixed squarely on Trunks' skull.
The humiliation he had just endured, he would repay it tenfold!
"Despicable Saiyan! Die!!" With a furious roar, Black Goku lunged forward, his fists like cannon shells hurtling toward Trunks' head.
This blow carried all his wrath, all his hatred.
BOOM---!
The impact thundered across the sky. Waves of energy rippled outward, spreading from the heavens down across the land.
"Big brother!!!" Bulla's cry pierced the air, shrill with panic.
Yet Gohan, beside her, watched intently with a calm and resolute expression on his face.
A blinding light erupted, then as it faded, Trunks' handsome face emerged once more. His clothes were torn with a few ragged holes, but his body was unharmed.
His arms were crossed before his forehead. Trunks had blocked Black Goku's attack. Their eyes clashed, hostility igniting like fire between them. In the next instant, Trunks split his guard, thrusting his right hand to seize Black Goku's collarbone.
Spinning sharply, he turned his back, his waist bending, And unleashed a devastating over-the-shoulder throw, flinging Black Goku's body violently away.
His limbs flailed wildly as he spun through the air, utterly out of control.
Trunks roared, and countless energy orbs began to drift around him. With a single sweeping motion, he sent them hurtling like rabid hounds in pursuit of Zamasu.
He himself dove after them, charging straight at Black Goku. In the sky above, the energy spheres wove together into a massive net of pure Ki.
Faced with this overwhelming sight, Black Goku steadied himself in midair, ready to meet it head-on.
The next moment, his body floated steadily in the air, hands clasped behind his back, watching the scene before him with interest.
"Heh… interesting." As soon as the words left his mouth, Black Goku raised his hands to his chest, slowly spreading them apart.
Between his palms, a faint rosé light flickered, weak at first, but quickly growing dazzling and intense. The wider the gap between his hands, the stronger the light became.
At last, a scythe formed, forged entirely from his Rosé Ki.
Black Goku twirled the weapon in his hand, and a cold, mocking smile tugged at the corner of his lips. With a gentle swing, the scythe unleashed a suffocating aura that shook the air itself.
Suddenly, he slashed sharply, tearing the atmosphere open.
In that instant, a razor-sharp blade of energy burst forth from the weapon. That blade carried unstoppable force, as if it could slice through existence itself.
The very air trembled at its passage, shrieking with a piercing wail.
Whoosh---!
The void-cutting strike surged forward at terrifying speed, its target clear: the massive Ki Net Trunks had cast over the skies.
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!!
Explosions rang out in succession, their roar shaking both earth and sky alike. It was as if heaven and ground screamed together in anguish.
Dust and smoke billowed through the air. From within it, a rosé silhouette emerged, Black Goku, holding the massive scythe casually in one hand, stepped forth into full view.
On the opposite side, the smoke also cleared.
There stood Trunks, in the full-power state of Super Saiyan 4, revealed once more in the open sky. That attack had indeed caught him off guard; the fabric around his pant leg had been blown away, leaving his hardened muscles exposed.
But now, something new gleamed in his grip.
It only enhanced his heroic, striking figure, as a radiant Ki Sword, gleaming as he advanced toward Black Goku. Elsewhere, Majin Buu was watching the battle intently, his round face unusually serious.
But all of a sudden, he clutched his stomach, eyes bulging.
"Pain, Pain, Pain!! It hurts so much!! Owww, Buu's tummy hurts!!" He cried, rolling across the ground in agony.
"Could it be… that guy inside me again?!"
The moment he spoke, the pain in his belly surged even worse, confirming his suspicion. This wasn't the first time over the years. And by now, Buu had his own way of dealing with it.
There was only one way to stop the pain: he had to spit that thing out.
"Bleeeghhh!"
With a gagging heave, Majin Buu vomited up a large, foul mass onto the ground.
"Mm… that's better. The pain's gone!"
Satisfied, Majin Buu turned his attention back to watching his boss's battle. But what he didn't know… was that this simple act would cast a shadow across the entire fight to come.
(End Of This Chapter)
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