"Roar!" As for Galactus, an irritated cry burst from his mouth. He seemed a little angry, but before he could counterattack, Robet's follow-up assault came crashing in again like a storm, hammering down on Galactus's head!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
"So hard!" But after a flurry of attacks knocked Galactus's head back again and again, Robet muttered helplessly. Just as had been said before, Robet's fists and feet were indeed hard, and his damage was more than enough, but Galactus's health bar was so long there was simply no end in sight. So Robet also knew that this combo of his had not really posed much of a threat to Galactus.
Off to the side, the magical hand seals in Ancient One's hands were constantly changing, but Galactus's size within the Bizarre Spacetime did not change at all. At the same time, Robet did not feel the impact waves caused by his fists and feet striking Galactus become any greater.
That made Robet glance toward Ancient One in confusion. Though Robet did not speak, the meaning conveyed in his eyes was already obvious: Sis, can you even do it? You're the mighty Sorcerer Supreme, at least. Don't tell me you can only stand there and watch the show?
If it had been those battles that happened on Earth before, and Ancient One had opened a Mirror Dimension to watch from the side, Robet definitely would not have had any objections. After all, as a Saiyan, Robet wished no one would compete with him for his enemies.
But the problem was, Robet was not an idiot either. When facing a powerful enemy that was difficult to deal with, Robet naturally would not fight alone. If he could borrow a teammate's strength to deal with a strong enemy, Robet naturally would not refuse.