Chapter 43

At that thought, Ji Yun smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"Wait..."

Trunks saw Ji Yun shake his head and felt a sinking feeling. He hurriedly called out.

"Heh heh, scared now, are you? If you know what's good for you, move aside. I promise I won't hurt this kid."

Cell gave a sinister laugh, secretly pleased with himself.

It seemed this person really mattered to Trunks.

Thanks to his brilliant decision, he'd avoided getting caught off guard.

Trunks heard Cell and was momentarily speechless.

Come on, who said that?

Trunks rolled his eyes and shot Cell a look before turning to Ji Yun. "Mr. Ji Yun, would you let me finish this monster off myself?"

Ji Yun looked at the resolve in Trunks's eyes and shrugged. "All right. He's yours."

Ji Yun understood how Trunks felt.

Whether it was the androids or Cell, they had all been created by Dr. Gero.

Dr. Gero was already dead, killed by the androids he had created. He'd brought it upon himself.

The androids were dead too, killed by Ji Yun.

Now only Cell remained. Trunks hoped to save this shattered world with his own strength.

"Thank you, Mr. Ji Yun!" Trunks said gratefully.

At the same time, he fixed Cell with a steely gaze, ready to attack at any moment.

Cell, meanwhile, was utterly bewildered.

What was going on?

Before Cell could make sense of it, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

It was as if someone had punched him. Then he realized that Ji Yun, who had been under his claws, had somehow appeared on a nearby hillside.

"N-no... That's impossible. How could he be so fast?" Cell stared at the spot where Ji Yun had vanished, eyes wide with disbelief.

Ji Yun had thrown that punch. He'd used the Flash Time Skill.

While Cell hadn't noticed, Ji Yun had struck him in the abdomen, then leaped away from the battlefield.

"Cell, stop struggling for nothing."

"Who would've thought you'd take Mr. Ji Yun hostage?"

"If I hadn't spoken up in time, you'd already have been reduced to ashes!"

"But you're not far off now!"

Trunks spoke with scorn.

You dared to mess with Ji Yun? You must have a death wish!

"How is this possible? That kid..." Cell stared in shock at Ji Yun, standing on the hillside with his hands behind his back.

He looked completely unruffled, like some grandmaster.

"Ha!"

Seeing Cell lose focus, Trunks let out a shout and seized the chance to attack!

Cell saw Trunks charging at him and finally snapped back to his senses.

In a panic, he tried to fend off Trunks's attacks.

But Trunks had struck first, and he was stronger than Cell.

He seized the advantage at once and stabbed Cell three or four times in quick succession.

Purple blood sprayed everywhere. In the sunlight, it looked startlingly vivid!

"Stop, stop! Trunks, please spare me! I promise I won't do anything bad again!"

Beaten and helpless, Cell pleaded with Trunks in a frantic voice.

Trunks didn't slow his sword as he listened.

"I don't believe your promises. The best guarantee is for you to die."

Trunks answered firmly.

He was no longer the boy he'd once been, unchanged by everything.

The pressures of life had taught him not to trust a word from any enemy.

Before long, Trunks's sword was stained with blood.

Cell was now on the verge of death, battered by one blow after another.

The repeated attacks had left his body in ruins, with not a single part uninjured.

Cell might have Piccolo's abilities, but he was too weak to repair his body any longer.

"Don't worry. You'll see Dr. Gero soon enough."

"You can ask him why he created you and made you suffer so much!"

Trunks spoke without emotion.

As soon as he finished speaking, Trunks stomped the ground with one foot.

The hard ground shook, springing up like a trampoline and launching Cell into the air.

Near death and powerless to fight back, Cell could only submit to his fate.

"Ah... Hah!"

"Masenko!"

Trunks shouted in a low voice.

He crossed his hands above his head and fired a golden blast that shot skyward and slammed straight into Cell.

It was a technique taught to him by his closest friend and most respected master, Son Gohan.

This time, Trunks poured all his strength into it, making the attack shine even brighter.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion rang out in midair.

Cell didn't even have time to scream before the blast reduced him to nothing.

Amid the dazzling fireworks, Trunks thought he saw Gohan smiling at him.

On the hillside, Ji Yun watched Cell's destruction and felt the weight lift from his heart.

He knew there was a special cell inside Cell's body.

If it hadn't been destroyed, Cell could have used the Namekian's abilities to revive himself.

Seeing that Cell had been reduced to nothing, Ji Yun finally relaxed. He couldn't help thinking:

Trunks really knew how to get things done!

Then Ji Yun placed a hand on his head and used Instant Transmission to appear beside Trunks.

"All the threats on Earth have been dealt with. Let's head back."

Ji Yun patted Trunks's arm and said with a smile.

"Okay!" Trunks replied happily, once again placing his hand on Ji Yun's shoulder.

His eyes were full of respect for Ji Yun.

Without Ji Yun, the people of Earth would have faced who knew how many more hardships.

Take Cell, for example. If Mr. Ji Yun hadn't sensed his presence, the peace humanity had waited so long for would have plunged them back into hell, and the crisis on Earth would have dragged on for a long time.

From that moment on, Ji Yun became more important to Trunks than anyone except Bulma and Gohan.

"Whoosh!"

Ji Yun used Instant Transmission again, and the two of them disappeared.

When they reappeared, they were in a city being rebuilt from the ruins.

The two walked side by side along the newly paved ground.

Everyone they passed looked at them with kindness and respect.

Some even greeted them warmly and invited them to their homes.

Of course, the two politely declined every invitation.

"Trunks, I've been here for quite a while. It's time for me to leave," Ji Yun said as they walked through the peaceful future.