" Baby."
Goku looked at the clown who was still cursing.
"You are indeed hateful, but this is the extent of your despicable behavior."
"For those you have hurt, for the sake of the Earth..."
"Disappear!!!"
"Ten times... Kamehameha!!!"
Boom-----!!!!!
A red beam of light, several times thicker than Baby's Revenge Death Ball and containing the full power of Super Saiyan 4, burst forth from Goku's palms!
The beam of light, carrying a world-destroying force, instantly engulfed Baby was still cursing.
"No------!!!!"
Baby's voice was instantly drowned out by the red light.
His body, overwhelmed by the Kamehameha, didn't even last a second before completely disintegrating into atoms.
But that's not all.
That terrifying energy wave, carrying Baby's remains, broke through the atmosphere and rushed into the vast universe.
final.
Its target is the sun that is radiating intense heat near the Planet Tuffle.
It's like a drop of water falling into a furnace.
The Kamehameha, carrying Baby's last traces, crashed violently into the core of the sun.
Under that absolute heat, all evil vanished into nothingness.
The Planet Tuffle finally fell silent.
A gentle breeze swept across the ruins, stirring up wisps of dust.
"We won... we won!!"
Pan, standing some distance away, stared blankly at the lingering red streak in the sky, and it took her several seconds to react.
Immediately afterwards, a surge of immense joy welled up inside me.
"Great!!! Grandpa won!! Great-Grandpa won!!"
Pan ran towards the two of them while wiping away her tears.
World of the Supreme Kai.
"Yay!!!!"
Old Supreme Kai and Kibito Kai embraced each other, excitedly dancing to old-fashioned disco.
"Success! Baby has been eliminated!!"
"Incredible! That Super Saiyan 4 power... and Mr. Son Satoshi's wisdom... it's a perfect combination!"
Mr. Satan knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.
"Waaaaah... The end of the world is finally over... I can go home now..."
The Buu itself didn't feel anything, but as long as Satan was happy, he was happy.
Uub, on the other hand, remained calm. He simply looked at the image of the two brothers in the Crystal Ball, smiled faintly, and clenched his fist.
On the battlefield.
Goku deactivated his Super Saiyan 4 transformation and reverted to his original black-haired child form.
Although his body had shrunk back to its original size, the smile on his face was brighter than the sun.
"Hey! Bro! It's over!"
Goku gave Son Satoshi sign.
"Well done!"
Just then, Pan rushed over and hugged the two of them tightly.
"Grandpa! Great-Grandpa! You guys are amazing!!"
Watching this heartwarming scene, Son Satoshi's gaze passed over them and landed on Vegeta, who was unconscious not far away.
"Oh..."
A smile appeared on Son Satoshi's lips.
Earth, Lookout.
As the Super Divine Water water atomized and spread, a gentle rain that nourished all things sprinkled across this blue planet.
Those who had been parasitized by Baby's live eggs and had become violent and indifferent saw their red light fade away the moment they came into contact with this magical rain.
Instead, there was a sense of bewilderment and relief, like waking from a deep dream.
Not only on Earth, but through everyone's efforts, this purifying power also crossed the galaxy and descended upon the Planet Tuffle, rescuing its inhabitants from Baby's control.
The nightmare is finally over.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the Kami's Lookout Square was peaceful and serene.
The remaining Z Fighters arrived at the Lookout one after another.
The Three-Eyed One Tien Shinhan and the porcelain doll-like Chiaotzu floated in mid-air.
Tien Shinhan, who has been pursuing his own martial arts for many years, still maintains the appearance of a reclusive master, and time seems to have left few traces on him.
Although Yamcha's strength is no longer up to the top tier and he has long since retired from the martial arts world, as an old friend, he is now gazing with a relaxed expression at the distant land that has returned to peace.
King Piccolo stood alone at the edge of the Lookout, his cloak fluttering in the wind.
Those keen ears constantly listened to the movements in the lower realm, confirming whether the crisis had been completely averted.
Of course, there's also that old man with the purple turtle shell on his back, wearing sunglasses and leaning on a cane— Master Roshi.
"Oh dear, we really have to thank Goku this time!"
Just then...
"Whoosh."
There were no warning signs whatsoever.
A figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the center of the Lookout square.
The newcomer clapped his hands lightly, as if brushing off dust, a relaxed smile on his face.
"Phew... finally done."
"Now that the last group of people under control have returned to normal, the cleanup work can be considered successfully completed."
Upon hearing this sound, everyone present was startled and turned to look.
The young man was dressed in a fitted martial arts uniform he had never seen before. He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, and his black hair fluttered gently in the wind.
He stood there quietly, not a breath escaping from his body, as if he were one with the surrounding world.
"Who... who is this person?!"
Yamcha's eyes widened as he pointed at Son Satoshi, his hand trembling.
"Could it be Goku's brother?! Son Satoshi?!"
"My God! Is it really him?!"
Tien Shinhan's Three-Eyed One narrowed simultaneously.
"Didn't he disappear along with Bulma during the Androids era? I thought he was dead!"
Faced with everyone's shock, Son Satoshi did not offer an explanation immediately.
He straightened his clothes and walked straight up to the old man wearing sunglasses.
To everyone's astonishment, this powerful figure, who had just punched the Golden Great Ape away on the Planet Tuffle, displaying godlike strength, was now in the spotlight.
He respectfully performed a standard disciple's salute.
"It's been a long time, Master Mutaito."
Son Satoshi's voice was gentle and warm, revealing a deep respect from the bottom of his heart.
"Are you still in good health?"
Master Roshi paused for a moment, then took off his sunglasses, his wise old eyes carefully scrutinizing Son Satoshi before him.
Although in this timeline's memory, Son Satoshi disappeared more than twenty years ago.
But that ingrained, martial arts-like demeanor, and that familiar gaze, instantly brought back memories of what Master Roshi felt back then.
"Okay... okay."
Master Roshi put his sunglasses back on, a wide smile spreading across his face, and patted Son Satoshi on the shoulder.
"You little rascal, you've been gone for so many years."
"But it seems... you haven't neglected your cultivation."
Master Roshi Son Satoshi, which appeared relaxed but were actually honed through countless trials, and the calm yet vast aura within him, as calm as still water and as boundless as the starry sky.
"Not only have you not wasted your time... you've probably reached a level we can't even comprehend now, haven't you?"
"It's all thanks to the teacher's guidance back then; he led the way very well."
Son Satoshi smiled modestly.
"No matter how far we go, the foundation is always laid at Kame House."
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