The Wrath of God

Cold winds swept across the desolate battlefield, smoke and dust coating the shattered earth.

Jiang Che stood upon a cracked rock, his black hair swaying gently in the wind as a cold sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph."

The scoff was like an ice pick striking the ground, cold enough to make one shudder.

Jiang Che's gaze was sharp, two blade-like glares piercing straight toward the colossal entity, the Great Ape Baby.

"You Tuffles created Baby, treating it as a weapon to conquer the universe. To put it bluntly, you and the Saiyans are cut from the same cloth—it's just that you lost, which is why you've become such pathetic wretches."

His voice was low and magnetic, every word laced with fury.

The night wind kicked up gravel, creating a faint clattering sound.

Jiang Che paused, and the atmosphere grew tense; it felt as if even the dust in the air had come to a standstill, leaving only his increasingly frigid voice lingering: "As for me..."

Before he could finish, his figure suddenly vanished!

This wasn't just ordinary movement; it was a leap that transcended the limits of the naked eye—he launched himself from a half-meter-deep crater, sending gravel flying and gray mist scattering in all directions.

The air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a sharp, explosive crack.

In the next second, Jiang Che was standing right in front of the Great Ape Baby's massive nose.

His speed was suffocating; Baby's scarlet eyes couldn't even react in time.

As Jiang Che's energy suddenly manifested before him, Baby's massive body shuddered instinctively, its thick fur trembling slightly.

Their gazes collided—Jiang Che's crimson pupils burned with light, locking onto Baby's blood-moon-red eyes.

Time seemed to hold its breath.

The air was so oppressive it was hard to breathe; Jiang Che's breathing was steady and powerful, and he could even smell the foul, humid heat venting from Baby's nostrils.

"I am a Saiyan, and I will not be controlled by a parasite like you."

His voice was as calm as stagnant water, yet every word was like a blade, dripping with killing intent.

His black combat suit fluttered slightly from the high-speed movement, and the ancient runes on his silver belt shimmered in the dim light.

He slowly raised his hand, the air in his palm vibrating and emitting a low, rumbling roar.

A crimson energy sphere rapidly condensed in his palm—a fist-sized orb surrounded by spiraling energy, its scorching red light reflecting off his resolute profile, the gravel hissing from the intense heat.

The energy sphere seemed to churn like molten lava, filled with a frenzied power—the energy of a god, the unique aura of a Super Saiyan God!

Baby's body jolted violently.

Fear appeared in its blood-red eyes; this energy made every one of its cells tremble, like an ant encountering a celestial deity.

Its fur stood on end, and the ground beneath its feet cracked under the pressure of its panicked movements.

"You..." Baby's voice was hoarse and trembling. It opened its massive maw to roar, but could only stumble backward, clumsily thudding with every step and kicking up clouds of dust.

But it was too large, like a beast trapped in mud before Jiang Che.

Jiang Che gave it no chance.

With a casual wave, as if shooing away a fly, he struck.

The red energy sphere transformed into a beam of light, trailing a long tail of fire like a meteor streaking across the sky, a sharp whistle echoing through the air.

"BOOM—!"

The entire sky was swallowed by the explosion, the heaven-shaking red light crashing down like thunder.

The shockwave expanded outward, crazily overturning everything in its path.

The ground split into spiderweb-like fissures, boulders were blasted away, and the broken mountain ridge collapsed with a deafening roar.

Massive rocks tumbled from the cliffs, kicking up a sky full of dust.

The clouds in the sky were shattered, revealing a blood-red hole through which moonlight poured down.

The Great Ape Baby let out a desperate roar, a sound that tore through the air—tragic and hoarse, like the final whimper of a dying beast.

Its body crashed to the ground, creating a crater of terrifying depth.

The earth trembled, and soil and stone flew as high as a building.

Gravel from the crater's edge rolled down like rain.

A massive hole had been blown into Baby's chest, several meters in diameter, its edges charred black and the interior a mass of mangled flesh.

Dark red, foul-smelling blood gushed out incessantly, forming a small pool with a pungent, metallic stench.

Its limbs twitched twice, its claws gouging deep furrows into the mud, before it went completely limp.

Jiang Che slowly withdrew his hand, his movements elegant.

He stood at the edge of the crater, looking down at the fallen behemoth.

The wind blew the bangs on his forehead, revealing those emotionless, crimson eyes.

His tone was indifferent, as if merely stating a fact:

"You are nothing more than a parasite living off someone else's body."

The night wind swept across the battlefield, carrying away the scent of blood but leaving behind a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.

Jiang Che's lips curled slightly, his eyes gleaming with a frigid light—the kind of gaze only a predator directs at its prey.

"And I—"

He lifted his head, chin tilted upward, his crimson eyes glowing like burning stars under the moonlight.

"You will never be worthy of controlling me."

Baby the Great Ape lay collapsed in the deep crater, dark red blood gushing incessantly from the hole in his chest, flowing slowly down the crater walls like subterranean magma.

As the blood hit the rubble, a hissing sound of steam rose, and the air filled with a mixture of scorched earth and metallic rust.

The rocks at the edge of the pit were stained dark red, and the very earth seemed to be wailing.

He tried desperately to stand, his thick limbs carving deep furrows into the gravel with a harsh, grating sound.

But the divine power behind Jiang Che's strike had left the Tuffle cells within him trembling; it felt as if a giant hand were crushing his heart, each beat tearing through him with agonizing pain.

"What... what is happening?" For the first time, Baby revealed his fear, a low whimper escaping his throat like the death throes of a wounded animal.

His eyes were wide, reflecting Jiang Che's image; the contempt and arrogance were gone, replaced only by confusion and tremors.

He tried to sense Jiang Che's ki, only to find the area around him completely empty—as if he were facing not a man, but a hollow phantom.

"Why can't I sense your ki? Why is your power so pure?" Baby's voice was hoarse, unable to accept the reality.

His fingers dug deep into the soil, his knuckles turning white from the strain.

Jiang Che looked down at him from above, hovering three meters above the edge of the crater.

His crimson hair fluttered in the wind, the tips flickering like flames and refracting a dazzling light under the setting sun.

The ground beneath his feet still trembled from the lingering shockwaves of his divine power, while pebbles spun in the air before slowly falling back down with a soft clatter.

Jiang Che's eyes were as calm as a lake, devoid of any ripples, as if the giant beast before him were nothing more than a passing cloud.

A trace of inscrutable composure played on his lips: "You have no need to know the answer."