"That guy is yours! His battle power isn't bad; he should be able to help you improve your strength."
The one who spoke was Dark Son Goku. It was clear he intended to use the person before them to sharpen Dark Vegeta's abilities.
Dark Vegeta clenched his fists until they cracked, then twisted his neck to loosen his muscles.
"Fine then! He's just a brat; it's his honor to help me improve."
With that, Dark Vegeta held his clenched fists at his waist. Following a roar, a black aura erupted instantly, enveloping his entire body.
He charged toward the incoming Gamos.
"Foolish human, accept the judgment of the gods!"
Dark Vegeta threw a right hook at his opponent, the momentum radiating from it surprisingly on par with Gamos.
Gamos wore a savage grin. Although he had entered a berserk state, he hadn't completely lost his reason. Thanks to five years of constant training, Gamos was capable of controlling his ki one hundred percent.
Even in a berserk state, retaining some semblance of sanity was no problem for him.
In the original story, although Zamasu had stolen the body of Super Saiyan Blue Son Goku, he was unfamiliar with it, and the power he could unleash at the start was pitifully small.
Even when facing Trunks, who had reached Super Saiyan 2, he was initially pushed back, only becoming a formidable opponent as the fight progressed and he grew stronger.
But now, the Dark Vegeta before him was still in that initial stage of power, so Gamos was confident he could defeat him.
"Come on! Let me kill you with my own hands."
Facing the incoming fist, Gamos had no intention of holding back. He unleashed his full power, gathering every ounce of strength into his right hand and throwing a punch of his own.
With a thunderous boom, the two fists collided, and a terrifying shockwave spread rapidly from the center of the impact.
In an instant, gale-force winds swept through the area, snapping many trees in half.
At the same time, a sickening crack echoed, followed immediately by Dark Vegeta's scream.
"Argh! Damn human, you actually hurt me!"
Dark Vegeta had descended into madness. His once strong, powerful right arm was now a mangled, bloody mess, twisted into an unnatural shape.
Clearly, Dark Vegeta had suffered a hidden blow from that collision, and his arm had been rendered useless.
However, it wasn't just Dark Vegeta who was shocked; even Gamos was clicking his tongue in surprise.
"As expected of a stolen Super Saiyan Blue Vegeta body. Even if he can't bring out its full potential due to lack of familiarity, the durability of this flesh is truly terrifying!"
Gamos's right hand was numb, though he could still move it; it seemed to be only temporarily paralyzed.
In Dragon Ball Super, the protagonists usually played around during fights, rarely using their full strength right from the start—a common flaw for everyone.
This led Dark Vegeta, even knowing he hadn't fully adapted to the body, to subconsciously believe he could take it slow and adjust, never imagining his opponent would seize the opportunity to take his life.
The scene unfolded so suddenly that even Dark Son Goku, who was watching leisurely from afar, couldn't help but be taken aback.
In his perception, the opponent's ki was indeed above his own. He had assumed that after a few exchanges, he would become more accustomed to the body and then pull off a counter-kill.
Yet, in their very first clash, the opponent had unleashed one hundred percent of his power, instantly crippling one of Dark Vegeta's arms—a development he hadn't anticipated.
"Damn it, I don't have any Senzu Beans on me. But it doesn't matter. I believe this will force the other me to adapt to that body even faster. Even with one arm, he should be able to defeat this guy easily."
This wasn't just Dark Son Goku's thought; it was Dark Vegeta's as well.
The pain caused Dark Vegeta's ki to rise once more. He was convinced that if they clashed again, he would definitely beat the other guy to a pulp.
However, as a transmigrator, how could Gamos not know what they were thinking?
As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot. Gamos had no intention of playing along.
Jokes aside, the protagonists of this world hadn't grown up yet. If he messed up, the entire world would be doomed. Since that was the case, he might as well finish the job and eliminate the threat once and for all.
Therefore, the moment Dark Vegeta's ki rose and before it could stabilize, Gamos launched into a limit-breaking sprint, appearing right in front of him.
Since his right hand was still numb, Gamos raised his left arm this time.
Seeing the second attack, Dark Vegeta raised his left hand to intercept, but just then, Gamos shouted, completely disregarding the rules of combat.
"Explode! Dragon Fist!"
As Gamos roared, he channeled all the energy within his body, using his right hand as the focal point to unleash it all at once.
The terrifying energy didn't fire off like a standard ki blast; instead, it condensed into the shape of a dragon, concentrating its power into an infinitely piercing force.
"ROAR!"
With a dragon's cry, the giant beast made of green energy opened its gaping maw and pierced straight through the opponent's chest.
At that moment, the heavens changed color, as if the entire world were trembling at the dragon's appearance.
This strike condensed all the power of Gamos's berserk state, and its destructive force was terrifying. Even Dark Vegeta, possessing a Super Saiyan Blue body, looked down in disbelief at the massive hole in his chest.
The dragon had punched clean through him; even with the formidable vitality of a Saiyan, there was no way to survive.
Dark Vegeta stared at his wound in disbelief. He never imagined that this opponent, who had no sense of honor, would lead with a killing blow, giving him no chance to adapt.
In the end, he could only say with deep resentment, "How could this be? Damn human, you have no honor."
Just like that, Dark Vegeta's eyes widened, unable to close them even in death, as he fell from the sky as a corpse.
It all happened too fast—so fast that no one could react, and even Dark Son Goku, watching from afar, had his eyes bulging in shock.
"He... he died?"
Until this very moment, Dark Son Goku had not yet reacted. Was this how the plot was supposed to unfold? Shouldn't it have been a slow adaptation followed by a duel between powerhouses?
As an enemy of Son Goku and a cautious individual, Zamasu naturally understood the traits of the Saiyans thoroughly. Regarding this warlike race, Zamasu was confident that the opponent would absolutely be the best sparring partner for growth.
However, why was this Saiyan in front of him not playing by the rules? Where was your Saiyan pride? Where were your battle-hungry instincts?
Dark Son Goku felt as if his lungs were about to explode with rage; his counterpart from another world had just finished like that.
"Damned human!"
He had never been this furious before. What kind of feeling was it to watch another version of himself be killed? And to die in such a stifling, pathetic way—how could he be reconciled to this?
After throwing that punch, Gamos felt his entire body aching severely; clearly, his body was under serious overload.
To ensure a one-hit kill, Gamos dared not be the slightest bit careless. That was a body capable of transforming into Super Saiyan Blue, so the strength of that physique was self-evident. The realm matched by Super Saiyan Blue was Super Saiyan 4, while he was only a Super Saiyan 1. Even with the Legendary Super Saiyan constitution allowing his strength to reach Super Saiyan 2, the gap in realms was still vast.
Therefore, Gamos had erupted with all the ki within his body, exhausting his essence, energy, and spirit in one go, leaving his whole body in agonizing pain.
As for the Dragon Fist move just now, it was naturally something Gamos had researched based on the Dragon Ball plot, combined with his own imagination of the "Imperial Dragon Qi" from fantasy novels.
The dragon unleashed by that punch was simply incredibly cool, and its piercing power was extremely strong—it could not have been more suitable as a one-hit-kill technique.
As for why he used Dragon Fist instead of a ki blast, Gamos naturally knew the rules of this world: powerful ki blasts were destined to result in "no damage after the smoke clears," and would never be able to take the opponent out.
Due to the depletion of energy within his body, Gamos's Legendary Super Saiyan constitution now displayed its unique charm: infinite ki eruption. Gamos felt the ki within his body immediately recover by eighty percent.
Feeling the power returning to his body, Gamos couldn't help but sigh. No wonder Broly was like a perpetual motion machine, and the kind that constantly spammed ultimate moves—it turned out he was such a powerful cheater.
"Damn you!"
Dark Son Goku on the opposite side could finally hold back no longer. Fury made him even more powerful; he was seen wreathed in black flames, his right hand manifesting a long sword as he charged straight over.
Sensing the opponent's killing intent, Gamos dared not be careless in the slightest and immediately threw a punch to meet him.
Fist and sword collided, instantly erupting into brilliant sparks.
Thunder roared in the heavens, dark clouds gathered, and the entire sky turned a murky gray. With every flash of lightning, the two figures would appear in different positions.
The two constantly exchanged blows, fist meeting flesh, beginning a frantic collision.
As the two engaged, the shortcoming of Gamos's lack of combat experience was immediately revealed.
His previous clash with Dark Vegeta had been a collision of pure strength with absolutely no technique to speak of, but this time, facing Dark Son Goku, he found himself at a disadvantage for the moment.
Dark Son Goku was naturally no fool; he knew the opponent possessed great strength, and before he had fully adapted to this body, he absolutely could not go head-to-head with him.
Therefore, facing Gamos, Dark Son Goku used five parts attack and five parts defense, not giving the opponent a single opening.
Moreover, as they fought, Dark Son Goku, a former combat genius and Supreme Kai apprentice, immediately saw that his opponent was unfamiliar with fighting.
Thus, he began to engage in close-quarters entanglement.
Facing the opponent's sharp attacks and tricky angles, Gamos suffered several muffled blows in succession. His body, already aching from the overload, now felt as if it were about to explode; it was painful to the point of death.
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