The Abnormal Broly

"Broly can fly even after transforming and losing his mind? How is that possible?"

Turles muttered under his breath, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Suddenly, Turles's expression changed. He immediately dove toward the ground.

As Turles descended, his enormous body slowly began to shrink. Before he could reach the ground, he had completely reverted from his Great Ape form to his human form. His Great Ape Transformation had finally worn off.

The moment his feet touched the ground, Turles stumbled and nearly fell flat on his face.

He steadied himself against a nearby rock and couldn't help complaining, "The Great Ape Transformation uses up way too much stamina!"

After that, Turles immediately hid beneath a massive boulder and suppressed his energy. He was practically a cripple now. If Broly found him, one slap would turn him into a puddle of flesh.

"Roar!"

Broly appeared above Turles's hiding place. Unable to see Turles, he grew furious, firing energy blasts from his mouth and once again destroying everything around him.

Suppressing the pain of being struck by flying rocks, Turles grimaced and stayed even more cautious, afraid to make the slightest sound.

Ten minutes at most. Just hold on for ten more minutes! Turles silently counted down.

Without a steady supply of Blutz Waves, a Great Ape Transformation could last only about half an hour. After transforming back, the Saiyan would enter a weakened state like Turles had—or even lose consciousness. Turles was now waiting for Broly's transformation to end.

Fortunately, when Turles first saw Broly transform, he had acted decisively and detonated the Artificial Moon. That had forced his own transformation to end early, but it also meant Broly wouldn't finish transforming much later than he had.

As Turles silently counted down, he watched Broly's transformation from the corner of his eye.

Turles had come this time to try to master Great Ape Power. He had already experimented with Raditz, but Broly was different.

As the Legendary Super Saiyan, who appeared only once every thousand years among the Saiyans, Broly's strength grew far beyond that of an ordinary Saiyan. Even his Great Ape Transformation was different. He seemed more in tune with the Great Ape's power, and the power drawn from his tail was far greater than Raditz's or Turles's.

And since Broly could keep increasing his battle power without limit in his normal form, as long as his body could keep up, Turles couldn't help but wonder.

After observing for a while, Turles felt disappointed. He couldn't tell how Broly was drawing out even greater Great Ape Power.

Looks like I'll have to get close. Ideally, I could send my Psychic Power into Broly's body, like I did with Raditz. Then I'd be able to get more useful information.

Turles thought about this reckless plan, but his body remained perfectly still.

"Hm? What's this...?" Turles exclaimed, staring dumbfounded at the tail that had suddenly appeared in front of him.

He had just been thinking about taking a closer look. How had Broly's tail suddenly ended up right here? Was this what they meant by never knowing whether a surprise or a disaster would come first?

The tail was very close, swaying right in front of Turles. All he had to do was reach out, and he could grab it.

And that was exactly what Turles did. By the time he came to his senses, he had already seized Broly's tail and was absentmindedly stroking it.

Honestly, it doesn't feel that great! The fur's kind of stiff, like steel needles! The moment the thought crossed Turles's mind, he was dragged through the air. Instinctively, he tightened his grip on the tail.

Flying through the air, Turles came face-to-face with Broly's red eyes. Before he could react, a massive slap struck him.

"Pfft!"

A jet of blood burst from Turles's mouth. He flew away like a cannonball, smashing through rocks along the way before slamming into the ground and leaving a huge crater.

"Cough, cough!"

Turles coughed up several more mouthfuls of blood. Looking at the broken tail in his hands, he smiled.

At the moment Broly struck him, Turles had pulled with both hands, using the force of the blow to rip off Broly's tail. That weakened Broly's final strike just enough to keep Turles from being smashed into a mess.

Watching Broly roar in midair from the pain of having his tail torn off, Turles thought, At least I'm still alive.

But the smile that had just appeared on Turles's face froze. He stared at Broly in the distance, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"That's impossible. How could this happen?"

Broly hadn't stopped transforming after losing his tail, as Turles had expected. He was still in his Great Ape form. Worse, with his tail torn off, Broly fixed Turles with a furious, murderous glare.

Turles came back to himself. He looked at the half-tail in his hands, then up at Broly, and gave a bitter smile.

No one could have guessed that Broly's transformation wouldn't be affected by losing his tail—or that he wasn't bound by the usual limit that forced transformed Saiyans to revert half an hour after losing exposure to Blutz Waves.

It was a tremendous blow to Turles.

Though Turles had repeatedly reminded himself that the Dragon Ball World was no simple place, as his strength grew, he had inevitably become a little too pleased with himself. After his last transformation had raised his battle power to 100,000, he had found himself unable to resist looking down on characters from the story.

And now, because he didn't understand Broly, the Legendary Super Saiyan, he might pay for it with his life.

"Looks like I have no choice but to fight for my life," Turles murmured.

Turles struggled to his feet in the crater and took up a fighting stance, focusing on Broly as he charged toward him.

Turles's eyes widened as he concentrated every fiber of his being, carefully sensing Broly's terrifying battle power of over ten million.

Within Turles's mind, his mental world continuously assembled all the data he had collected: the temperature, the humidity, the oxygen content in the air, and the gale created by Broly's charge. All of it gradually took shape in his Psychic Power.

Broly's fist carried terrifying pressure. Before it even reached Turles, it had forced all the air around him away, creating a vacuum.

Turles held his breath and kept his body still. Only when Broly's fist was almost touching his skin did he sway slightly, dodging the blow by the narrowest margin and leaving a series of afterimages in his place.

Broly's enormous fist missed and slammed into the crater Turles had made earlier.

A shock wave spread outward from the center of the crater, kicking up rocks and opening cracks in its path. The landscape itself was transformed.

When everything finally settled, only a crater ten kilometers in radius remained. Its center was so deep it seemed bottomless.

Turles had already flashed behind Broly. All expression had vanished from his face, leaving only an utterly cold calm. His lips moved, and a voice devoid of emotion rang out:

"Pseudo–Ultra Instinct!"