Mastering the Special Transformation Form

Yet, at this moment of life and death, Kazer showed no fear. Instead, he looked at Brot with a strange expression and slowly uttered, "If I'm not mistaken, you are Brot, aren't you!"

This sentence struck like a thunderbolt. Zhou Zilong halted his attack, and a flicker of confusion crossed the crimson eyes of his Great Ape form: "Oh? How do you know my Saiyan name!"

In the trajectory of memories corrected for him by Xiao Ling, his super system, Zhou Zilong knew that although he had gained memories he originally lacked, this specific memory definitely did not include this Scale-Head lizard, Kazer.

"Because I once assisted the Saiyan race for a time, I am quite clear on the circumstances of that era..." Kazer's voice carried a hint of weariness as he continued to recount that history buried by time, hoping to carve out a path for his own survival.

"When you were born, you possessed a battle power of one thousand, hailed as a rare genius warrior. Thus, as soon as you were capable of movement, you were sent on missions. As you aged and with the inherent traits of you Saiyans, by the age of five, you already possessed a battle power of ten thousand. However, King Vegeta feared that if you continued to grow, you would threaten his status. So, under the pretext of sending you to a distant location for a mission, he secretly exiled you. Fearing you would return for revenge, King Vegeta tampered with your ship. That ship should have exploded in space, but I never expected you to survive. How about we join forces and dominate the universe?"

"Are you done? Trying to play the emotional card is useless. If you're finished, I'll send you on your way!" Brot's voice was cold and resolute. With an expressionless face, he grabbed Kazer and crushed him to death in his hand, simultaneously unleashing a mouth blast that obliterated him until not even a speck of dust remained.

Following this, Zhou Zilong burst out of the ship and wiped out the remaining members of the Scale-Head race, bringing this battle to a final end.

"The enemy's base is destroyed, time to change back to my original form!" Zhou Zilong muttered, preparing to deactivate his Great Ape Transformation.

"Zilong, I suggest you delay that for a moment. You could try combining your Great Ape Transformation with your base state using what you've learned from the Fusion Law; you might find some unexpected gains!" At this moment, Xiao Ling—the cheat system that always provided guidance at critical moments—broke the silence with its sweet yet warm voice.

"Alright, I'll give it a try!" Zhou Zilong replied. He immediately found a secluded spot, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and focused his mind. Deep within his consciousness, a vast and boundless space slowly unfolded; it was the stage where he conversed with his power.

Soon, two distinct figures emerged within his consciousness: one was the black-clad, cold-faced base form of Zhou Zilong, and the other was the slightly golden Great Ape, nearly identical to his transformed state.

Zhou Zilong chuckled inwardly, then concentrated his spirit, attempting to guide these two forces with his will. He imagined the two powers as two rushing rivers, guided by some mysterious force to slowly converge into a more majestic torrent. However, the initial attempt was not smooth; they repelled each other like magnetic poles, bouncing apart time and again.

Refusing to accept defeat, he began the fusion process once more, but just like before, they bounced apart again.

However, the cross-legged Zhou Zilong did not notice a subtle change occurring: at the moment of the second fusion, his Great Ape face flickered briefly, reverting to his original, refined appearance (though, of course, still not even a trillionth as handsome as you dear readers).

"Aiya, this fusion is truly a headache!" After failing a few more times, Zhou Zilong rubbed his temples.

After trying a few more times, he muttered to himself: "I have to use a guiding method to merge the two together!"

Thus, he decided to adopt the most incredible method—role-playing. He fully immersed himself into that mysterious consciousness and the heart of that violent Great Ape. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if crossing the barriers of space and time to arrive at a strange space constructed by his own mind.

In this space, Zhou Zilong first encountered the figure from his consciousness—a youth who seemed ordinary but possessed an extraordinary will. He smiled gently and wrapped the other in an aura as warm as a spring breeze, as if whispering: "Hey, friend, let's dance together!"

Immediately after, he turned to face the roaring Great Ape. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he injected a gentle force in the same manner, as if saying: "Big guy, don't be so fierce. Come on, let's play together!"

When he attempted the fusion again, a miracle occurred. The two forces that had previously repelled each other began to intertwine slowly under Zhou Zilong's guidance, shining upon each other like the brightest stars in the night sky. The Great Ape's ferocity was gradually neutralized by the youth's resilience, while the youth's power became more profound due to the Great Ape's primal energy.

At this moment, the Great Ape form of the seated Zhou Zilong began to shrink, and the face of the Great Ape began to shift back toward his original features.

But just as he thought he had succeeded, that power seemed to be playing around again, and his face shifted back toward the Great Ape form. Zhou Zilong remained unhurried, once again adopting the posture of a guide, leading the two forces through one "Fusion Dance" after another with his unique rhythm.

Back and forth, the two hours felt like an endless hip-hop feast. Zhou Zilong's body constantly shifted between human and ape, each change accompanied by his hearty laughter and self-deprecating humor: "Haha, looks like I still need to practice these fusion dance steps!"