"This..." Mers's smile stiffened for a moment. After pondering it briefly, he slowly analyzed, "If we really did that, the commotion might indeed force Mr. Dyspo to urgently seek help from Mr. Toppo. However, there is also a very high chance that it would alert Lord Belmod behind Mr. Toppo. After all, the vice-captain of the Pride Troopers from his disciple's home planet was beaten half to death. As his master and the God of Destruction, Lord Belmod would find it difficult to simply stand by. If it truly came to that, things would be hard to contain."
After hearing this, Broly could not help scratching his head and ears like a confused big ape.
He carefully considered Mers's words and suddenly felt that they seemed... flawless.
If they really provoked that God of Destruction, Belmod, who was supposedly at least level fifty according to Mers, then even with Mers at level forty, a two-on-one fight would probably still be hopeless.
They could not beat him, and running... In someone else's universe, even if they could run, they could not take their home with them. Wouldn't that just leave them asking for a beating?
"The current situation is actually just right." Seeing that Broly had listened, Mers continued explaining his strategy gently. "Your spar with Mr. Dyspo may have been a little direct in the process, but the result and impact were handled perfectly. Given Mr. Dyspo's status and pride, although he was beaten badly, he probably would not publicize such a disgraceful defeat. It is even less likely that he would immediately alarm Mr. Toppo, who is currently undergoing important training. Even if he feels resentful and privately reveals some information to Mr. Toppo, at most it would only bring Mr. Toppo back alone to deal with it. That