One-Shotting Dark Vegeta

"Leave that guy to you! He's pretty strong, so he should help you improve."

The one who spoke was Dark Son Goku. Clearly, he intended to use the man before them to help Dark Vegeta grow stronger.

Dark Vegeta clenched his fists with a crack, then rolled his neck and loosened up his muscles.

"Fine by me! He's just a brat. It's his honor to help me get stronger."

Then Dark Vegeta clenched his fists at his waist. With a loud roar, black flames of energy erupted around him, enveloping his entire body.

He charged toward Gamos, who was rushing in to attack.

"Foolish mortal, accept the judgment of a god!"

Dark Vegeta swung his right fist at his opponent. The power he gave off was actually about equal to Gamos's.

Gamos flashed a ferocious grin. Though he had entered a berserk state, he hadn't completely lost his reason. After five years of constant training, he could control his ki perfectly.

Even while berserk, it wasn't difficult for him to retain some of his rationality.

In the original story, Zamasu had stolen Super Saiyan Blue Son Goku's body, but because he wasn't used to it, the power he unleashed at first was pitifully weak.

Even when he faced Trunks after Trunks had reached Super Saiyan 2, Zamasu was initially forced onto the defensive. It wasn't until he grew stronger as the battle went on that he became a formidable opponent.

But the Dark Vegeta before him was still at that initial stage of power. So Gamos was confident he could defeat him.

"Come on! I'll kill you with my own hands."

Gamos had no intention of holding back against his opponent's fist. He unleashed his full power, gathering all of it into his right hand, and punched at him.

With a thunderous boom, the two fists collided. A terrifying shock wave spread rapidly outward from the point of impact.

For a moment, gale-force winds swept across the area, snapping many of the trees.

At the same time, a crack rang out, followed immediately by Dark Vegeta's scream.

"Aah! You wretched mortal! You actually hurt me!"

Dark Vegeta had gone berserk. His once-powerful right arm was now a mangled mess of flesh, twisted into an unnatural shape.

Clearly, Dark Vegeta had suffered in that clash. One of his arms had been crippled outright.

But Dark Vegeta wasn't the only one shocked. Gamos couldn't help clicking his tongue in amazement, either.

"No wonder he stole Super Saiyan Blue Vegeta's body. Even if he can't bring out its full strength because he isn't used to it, this body's toughness is still terrifying!"

Gamos had also lost feeling in his right hand, though he could still move it. It seemed to be only temporarily numb.

In Dragon Ball Super, the main characters generally took their time in battle. They rarely went all out from the start. Maybe it was a flaw everyone shared.

That was why Dark Vegeta knew he hadn't fully adapted to this body, yet still instinctively thought he could take his time fighting and gradually adjust. It never crossed his mind that his opponent might seize the opportunity to take his life.

It had all happened so suddenly that even Dark Son Goku, who had been watching leisurely from a distance, couldn't help being shocked.

He could sense that his opponent's energy was indeed greater than his own. If they fought a few exchanges, he would become more accustomed to this body and then turn the tables.

But in their very first clash, his opponent had unleashed a hundred percent of his strength and crippled one of Dark Vegeta's arms. He hadn't expected that.

"Damn it, I don't have any Senzu Beans on me. But it's fine. Surely this will help the other me get more accustomed to that body. Even with just one arm, he should be able to defeat his opponent easily."

Dark Vegeta thought the same thing as Dark Son Goku.

The pain had caused Dark Vegeta's energy to rise again. He was convinced that if they clashed once more, he would absolutely beat his opponent into the dirt.

But how could Gamos, a transmigrator, not know what the two of them were thinking?

As the saying went, when your enemy was down, you finished him off. Gamos had no intention of playing around with his opponent.

This was the world's protagonist, and he hadn't grown up yet. If Gamos messed around and things went wrong, the whole world would be doomed. In that case, he might as well go all the way and finish his opponent off for good.

So the instant Dark Vegeta's energy started rising, before it could even stabilize, Gamos burst forward and appeared right in front of him.

Since his right hand was still numb, Gamos raised his left arm this time.

Seeing his opponent's second attack, Dark Vegeta raised his left hand to counter. Just then, Gamos shouted, showing absolutely no sportsmanship.

"Unleash, Dragon Fist!"

As Gamos shouted, he drew on all the energy in his body and unleashed it through his right hand.

The terrifying energy didn't shoot out like a wave of ki. Instead, it condensed into a dragon, its focused power amplifying its piercing force without limit.

"Roar!"

With a dragon's roar, the green energy took the shape of a giant dragon. It opened its jaws wide and pierced straight through his opponent's chest.

At that moment, the heavens and earth changed color. It was as if the entire world trembled at the dragon's appearance.

This attack contained all the power of Gamos's berserk state. Its destructive force was terrifying. Even Dark Vegeta, whose body had Super Saiyan Blue power, stared in disbelief at the enormous wound in his chest.

The dragon had pierced straight through his chest. Even with a Saiyan's tenacious vitality, there was no way he could survive.

Dark Vegeta stared at his wound in disbelief. He couldn't believe that his unsportsmanlike opponent had opened with a killing move, giving him no chance to adapt.

In the end, he could only say one thing, unwilling to accept it. "How could this happen? You wretched mortal, you have no honor!"

Dark Vegeta's eyes remained wide open as he died, unable to rest in peace. His body fell from the sky.

It had all happened so fast that no one could react in time. Even Dark Son Goku, watching from a distance, stared with his eyes wide.

"He's... he's dead?"

Even now, Dark Son Goku still couldn't process what had happened. Was this how the story was supposed to go? Shouldn't they have gradually adapted before having a showdown between strong opponents?

As Sun Wukong's enemy and a cautious person, Zamasu understood the Saiyans' nature thoroughly. He was confident that this battle-loving race would make the perfect sparring partners for growth.

But why wasn't this Saiyan following the rules? Where was his Saiyan pride? Where was his love of battle?

Dark Son Goku felt like his lungs were about to burst with anger. The version of him from another world was finished just like that.

"Damn you, mortal!"

He had never been so furious. What did it feel like to watch another version of himself get killed with his own eyes? And to die so pathetically? How could he accept it?

After throwing that punch, Gamos felt pain all over his body. Clearly, he had pushed his body far beyond its limits.

To guarantee a one-hit kill, Gamos hadn't dared to be careless. That body could transform into Super Saiyan Blue, so its toughness went without saying. Super Saiyan Blue was on par with Super Saiyan 4, while Gamos was only Super Saiyan 1. Even with his Legendary Super Constitution, which allowed him to reach the power of Super Saiyan 2, the gap in their levels was still huge.

So Gamos unleashed all the ki in his body, exhausting every ounce of his energy and leaving his entire body in agony.

As for the Dragon Fist he had just used, Gamos had developed it based on the Dragon Ball storyline and his own ideas about Imperial Dragon Qi from fantasy novels.

The dragon created by that punch was incredibly cool, and its piercing power was immense. It was the perfect move for a one-hit kill.

As for why he had used Dragon Fist instead of a ki blast, Gamos knew how this world worked. Powerful ki blasts were destined to leave smoke and dust without causing any damage. They simply couldn't finish an opponent off.

Now that the energy inside him was gone, Gamos's Legendary Super Constitution revealed its unique appeal: an endless surge of power. He felt the ki in his body immediately recover to eighty percent.

Feeling his strength return, Gamos couldn't help marveling. No wonder Broly was like a perpetual-motion machine, constantly unleashing one powerful attack after another. What an incredible cheat.

"Damn it!"

Across from him, Dark Son Goku finally couldn't hold back any longer. His anger made him stronger. Black flames of energy surrounded him, and a long sword appeared in his right hand as he charged straight at Gamos.

Sensing his opponent's killing intent, Gamos didn't dare let his guard down. He immediately threw a punch to meet him.

Their fist and sword collided, instantly bursting into brilliant sparks.

Thunder boomed overhead as dark clouds gathered, leaving the entire sky gray. With every flash of lightning, the two figures appeared in different places.

They traded blows relentlessly, fists and feet slamming into each other as they launched into a furious clash.

In this exchange, Gamos's lack of combat experience immediately became apparent.

His earlier clash with Dark Vegeta had been a pure contest of strength, with no technique involved at all. But this time, facing Dark Son Goku, he was at a disadvantage.

Dark Son Goku was no fool. Knowing that his opponent was stronger, he understood that he absolutely couldn't meet him head-on before fully adjusting to this body.

So against Gamos, Dark Son Goku split his focus evenly between offense and defense, giving his opponent no opening to exploit.

Moreover, as they fought, Dark Son Goku—once a battle prodigy and a Supreme Kai candidate—quickly saw that his opponent was unfamiliar with combat.

So he immediately drew him into a close-quarters fight.

Facing his opponent's fierce attacks and tricky angles, Gamos took several hard hits in a row. His body was already aching from being pushed beyond its limits, and now it felt like it was about to explode. It hurt like hell.