The moment he jumped up to the floor above, a gigantic fist came crashing down. Just like the experimental robot he'd encountered, this was another super-powerful Combat Robot—and it was clearly stronger.
The enormous fist slammed down, crushing everything around it. Son Goten vanished in an instant, reappearing beside the robot the next second. He swept out with a kick, but a mass of steel-like armor plates suddenly extended from the robot's neck and blocked it. His kick left a deep dent in the plates.
The kick sent the machine flying. In terms of strength alone, Son Goten was absolutely no ordinary fighter. Even a body like steel was nothing more than a ball to him.
After kicking the giant robot to the other side, Son Goten looked ahead. A Man in Black was waiting there, with a corpse beside him. It was probably the Black man who had already betrayed them.
Perhaps they'd fallen out over how to divide the spoils. In the original story, it seemed he'd also been provoked by the real Marshal. The Marshal's true reason for collecting the Dragon Balls was simply to make himself taller.
Even if he was short, he had limitless power. Who would dare say anything about his stature? It was only natural to be obsessed with power, but obsessing over appearance and even neglecting the essence of strength was ridiculous.
"I'm the new Marshal here. My name is..."
"I don't care. Die."
Son Goten headed straight for him, but a huge war machine immediately appeared in front of the Man in Black, blocking the way. A terrifying explosion followed, but the black man survived.
The war machine in front of him had shielded him from the attack, and he summoned another one of his own. Those two super-powerful Combat Robots