Nappa's face twisted again and again. A bad premonition suddenly crawled up his spine.
Vegeta just looked completely confused. He had no idea what Broly was trying to do.
"H–He's about to use that move!" Krillin yelped. "I heard Raditz was almost killed by one of Broly's farts!"
"Y–You… what did you just say?" Nappa's eyes bulged.
"Pffft!"
Broly didn't bother being polite. He just let it rip. A fart blasted out and slammed straight into Nappa.
"Gyaaaah—!"
Nappa was blown backward, smashed into the ground from midair, and then rolled across the ground hundreds of times.
By the time he finally came to a stop, Nappa already had multiple fractures all over his body.
Vegeta was completely dumbstruck, speechless.
A fart could be that strong?
So this is the Legendary Super Saiyan?
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, there's no way I'd believe he could be this powerful.
"Get over here," Broly snorted, crooking a finger at Nappa in the distance.
Nappa's face was filled with pure despair. He kept howling in pain.
But after hearing Broly's words, he still desperately began to crawl toward him.
This was probably Nappa's last bit of stubbornness.
If he didn't crawl over now, Broly really might beat him to death.
He crawled for a full five minutes before finally reaching Broly, kneeling in front of him, teeth clenched against the pain.
"Eat." Broly pulled out a Senzu Bean and handed it to him.
"T–This is…" Nappa shook his head in despair. His first instinct was that Broly was about to poison him.
"Eat it. Your injuries will heal instantly," Broly said calmly.
"Really? I don't believe it!" Nappa shook his head even harder.
Broly didn't argue. He just narrowed his eyes at Nappa and tilted his chin up a little.
Nappa shuddered from head to toe, hurriedly snatched the Senzu Bean, and shoved it into his mouth.
And just as Nappa swallowed the bean, Broly suddenly slapped his palm down hard on the top of his head.
"Gyaaaah—!"
Nappa howled at the top of his lungs, his voice jumping several pitches. "What are you doing?! Oww—!"
But right after that, Nappa blinked in confusion. Aside from the pain, he realized he wasn't actually injured at all.
And his energy had fully recovered to its peak.
Nappa scratched his head, completely baffled, with no idea what had just happened.
"Work hard," Broly said, patting Nappa on the shoulder and dusting off the dirt on his armor.
"Y–Yes, sir… yes…" Nappa nodded again and again.
"And watch your mouth," Broly added. Then his figure blurred and vanished from where he stood.
In the next instant, Broly was already back at Mr. Satan's house, sitting across from Majin Buu and wolfing down delicious food.
Buu looked like nothing had happened at all. He sat there grinning, his mouth stuffed full of chocolate.
Mr. Satan: "…"
Satan felt like his wallet was about to hit rock bottom.
If you two keep eating like this, you really are going to eat me into bankruptcy.
…
Bulma's house.
"Broly… is already that strong?" Merus was genuinely surprised and couldn't help turning to Ken.
"He's always been that strong," Ken chuckled.
"No… that's not what I mean. I'm not talking about that kind of strong. I mean…" Merus was stunned. "He just smacked that Nappa guy on the head and caused all the power from his near-death recovery to scatter instantly! In other words, Broly deliberately stopped Nappa from getting a power boost from his injuries!"
"Because he knows how the power boost works, so he stopped it ahead of time. Nothing to be surprised about," Ken replied with a smile.
That was what he said, but Ken was actually a little surprised too.
To avoid affecting his training plans for Goku and Vegeta, Broly not only beat Nappa down, he also stopped him from getting stronger via recovery from serious injuries.
Broly had definitely gotten more meticulous than before.
Good thing I never sent such a good henchman away.
It'd be way too much of a waste to ship him off to another universe to be a God of Destruction.
With a God of Destruction this strong… why shouldn't I train him properly and make him the boss of all the Gods of Destruction?
Ken felt he really was a genius.
"Merus, is there any kind of position like a 'Great God of Destruction'?" Ken asked.
"Great God of Destruction?" Merus blinked.
"A God of Destruction who rules over all twelve universes' Gods of Destruction," Ken explained.
"That… I've never heard of anything like that," Merus shook his head.
"Then go talk to the Grand Priest and ask him to add that godly position," Ken suggested.
Merus: "…"
"For stuff like that… how about you talk to the Grand Priest yourself?" Merus had long since gotten wise. I'm not letting you use me as a tool again.
If you want to say it, you go say it. Don't drag me into this.
"Hey, Grand Priest," Ken said aloud.
Merus was instantly stunned, staring in disbelief.
You're really calling the Grand Priest?!
I thought you were just joking!
"A God of Destruction who rules over the twelve universes' Gods of Destruction?" The Grand Priest fell silent for a moment after hearing Ken's proposal.
"Grand Priest, right now the twelve universes' Gods of Destruction feel like a pile of loose sand. There should be a Great God of Destruction to lead them. What do you think?" Ken said.
"But who would you choose for this role?" The Grand Priest looked at Ken with clear interest.
"I'll recommend myself a candidate. Let's go with Broly," Ken said with a cheeky grin.
The Grand Priest seemed to have expected that already, so he wasn't particularly surprised by Ken's suggestion.
"That depends on whether the other Gods of Destruction agree. Right now, not counting Universe 18, there are twelve universes in total. If seven universes' Gods of Destruction have no objections, I certainly won't oppose it," the Grand Priest mused, then added, "Actually, let's make it eight Gods of Destruction, just to get a nice lucky number."
Ken: "…"
You're really going to pick a lucky number at a time like this?
"Got it," Ken nodded. "No problem."
"But you should still focus on cultivating new Gods of Destruction and new Supreme Kais first," the Grand Priest said with a smile. "Also, if you want those eight Gods of Destruction to agree, you can't intervene. He has to go on his own. This is his trial! If you go, some of them will feel pressured by your power and agree against their will."
Ken sighed inwardly.
As expected of the Grand Priest.
You're really sly.
So even these little schemes in my heart are already accounted for?
"Understood. I won't go. I won't interfere. Before that, I still have to ask Broly if he even wants to be Great God of Destruction. If he says no, then forget it. Pretend I never brought it up," Ken said, laughing.
The Grand Priest: "…"
You didn't even ask him first? You call that polite?
The Grand Priest ended the call on the spot. He didn't feel like dealing with Ken any longer.
Merus stood on the side, barely daring to breathe, terrified the Grand Priest would suddenly jump in to scold him.
I was supposed to be training, but instead I'm here watching Ken's Supreme Kai and God of Destruction fight.
And on top of that, I came over three hours early.
When Ken finally finished the call, Merus let out a long breath of relief.
"Merus, are you really that scared of seeing your own dad?" Ken teased him.
Merus didn't answer.
"What do you think? Is Broly fit to be this Great God of Destruction?" Ken asked.
"Only if eight Gods of Destruction don't object," Merus said, shaking his head. He analysed, "I don't know what level Broly has reached now."
"His highest power has reached Level 54," Ken said thoughtfully.
"As far as I know, Quitela has already reached Level 55, and there are several Level 54 Gods of Destruction as well," Merus replied with detailed data. "Right now, the Gods of Destruction that Broly can defeat are: Ai, Bardock, Champa, Iwan, Heles, Rumsshi, and Belmod… seven in total. The others, like Arak, Liquiir, and Gin are about even with Broly at Level 54, while Quitela is Level 55 and Beerus is Level 56. Broly would have trouble handling them."
"Let him go with Buu," Ken suggested. "The Grand Priest only told me not to intervene. He never said Majin Buu couldn't get involved."
"That turns it into a full-on melee… they might just team up," Merus shook his head.
Ken thought it over carefully.
True enough, if all the other Gods of Destruction joined forces, Broly still wouldn't stand a chance.
By now, the Grand Priest had probably already sent word to the other Gods of Destruction.
Most likely he had instructed them not to hold back when facing Broly's challenge.
Knowing the Grand Priest, that sounded exactly like something he'd do.
Which meant that overall, Broly's side was still quite a bit weaker than Quitela's on the God of Destruction scale.
But it was also an opportunity—an opportunity for Broly to become the strongest God of Destruction of them all!
Ken immediately used his staff to summon Broly.
In the blink of an eye, Broly returned from Mr. Satan's house and appeared beside Ken.
"Broly, there's a new divine seat waiting for you to challenge it. Are you interested?" Ken asked with a smile.
"What seat?" Broly asked.
"The Great God of Destruction who rules over all twelve universes' Gods of Destruction," Ken answered.
Broly's eyes lit up, his face full of excitement.
"The condition is that, without my interference, you have to get eight Gods of Destruction to agree," Ken said.
"So basically, I just beat them until they agree. That's it, right?" Broly said, having understood.
"Exactly," Ken nodded.
"Do I go now?" Broly asked, already getting excited.
"Take Buu with you," Ken said after thinking it over. "Sometimes, your partner will be your greatest support."
Broly nodded hard. No problem there.
"I'll send you some cards listing all the Gods of Destruction and their levels. The stage is yours from here on out," Ken said. The staff stuck in the ground flashed with light, which quickly gathered and reshaped into twelve cards.
The twelve cards dropped into Broly's hands.
Merus craned his neck to peek. Each card corresponded to one God of Destruction.
The card had the God of Destruction's portrait, their level, and which universe they belonged to.
"You're currently at Level 54," Ken reminded Broly.
Broly flipped through the cards quickly and saw several Gods of Destruction at Level 54, roughly on par with him.
There was also Quitela at Level 55 and Beerus at Level 56.
"Don't worry about Beerus for now. He probably won't be waking up anytime soon," Ken added, lightly snapping his fingers and drawing a big X over Beerus's portrait on the card.
"Got it. I'll do my best," Broly nodded.
"Go. I believe in you," Ken said, walking up to pat Broly on the shoulder. "But don't charge in blindly. If it gets dangerous, back off first."
"Okay," Broly replied. Somehow, the cards in his hands felt a lot heavier.
"Fly there yourself and seek out each God of Destruction one by one," Ken said gravely.
Broly nodded again, then, without any hesitation, shot into the air and vanished from sight.
In the next moment, Broly appeared back at Majin Buu's side.
Mr. Satan rubbed his eyes.
Am I seeing things?
That guy vanished in a blur, and then suddenly popped up again.
What on earth is going on?
Majin Buu looked up at Broly with a big question mark on his face, blinking as he asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'm leaving," Broly said.
"Didn't you just go see Ken? Where are you going now?" Buu asked curiously.
"I'm going to become the Great God of Destruction," Broly replied.
"Great God of Destruction? What's that?" Buu was even more intrigued.
"A God of Destruction who rules over all the other Gods of Destruction," Broly explained.
"Uh…" Buu nodded as if he kind of understood.
"I'm off," Broly said, floating up into the air.
Buu: "…"
"Wait, explain it properly! I still don't get it!" Buu panicked. He even forgot about eating his chocolate as he shot into the air after him.
"Simply put, I need to get eight Gods of Destruction to agree before I'm qualified to become the Great God of Destruction," Broly said.
"So that means we just beat up eight Gods of Destruction, right?" Buu finally understood.
Broly nodded.
"I'm going with you," Buu grinned.
"If I do become the Great God of Destruction, I'll make you the Little God of Destruction—second only to me, above all the other Gods of Destruction," Broly promised.
Buu's eyes shone brightly, full of expectation.
"Heh heh, Little God of Destruction! I wanna be Little God of Destruction!" Buu capered around in excitement.
"Let's go!" Broly called, ready to head out immediately.
"Wait, I need to pack," Buu said, glancing at the chocolate below as he drifted down beside Mr. Satan.
Broly: "…"
"Satan, pack all of this up for me. I'm taking all the chocolate," Buu called out.
"Where are you going?" Satan asked, reluctant to see him go.
"I'm going to be Little God of Destruction! I might be gone for a long time!" Buu answered.
"Alright then. Go without worry!" Satan shouted, tears streaming down his face.
You two have been freeloading at my place for over eight months.
Even if I am the world champion of martial arts, I can't afford to feed you forever.
At this rate, you really will eat me into poverty.
"Why are you crying, Satan?" Buu asked.
"I'm just reluctant to see you go…" Satan hugged Buu tightly. "Come back soon. I'll earn more money…"
"Money?" Buu blinked.
"It's nothing, nothing. Just go. I've got other championships to win!" Satan said, gripping Buu's hand.
"Videl's in kindergarten now, right? No need to say goodbye to her separately," Buu grinned, then slowly floated up into the air with his bag of chocolate.
The two of them turned into twin streaks of light, shooting up into the sky and disappearing from Satan's sight.
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