Destruction

Lin Fan had found a way to turn the tables. In an instant, he charged back to the villa like a mad dog.

When Bulma and Mai saw him return, they started toward him to greet him. Lin Fan didn't even look at them. He went straight to rummaging through the cupboards, then pulled a huge pile of brightly colored packages out of his system storage.

Potato chips, pudding, soda, and even several whole roast chickens.

He piled everything haphazardly onto a large tray, grabbed it with both hands, and dashed out into the courtyard. Tilting his head back, he shouted at the empty sky.

"Lord Beerus! Lord Whis! I know you're watching!" Lin Fan held the tray high, his face crinkling into an obsequious smile. "This is the most delicious food in the universe! Just befriend me, Lin Fan, and I'll supply you with as much as you want every day! I'll serve something different each time!"

Above the clouds.

Son Gohan looked down at the ridiculous scene, at a loss for words.

The mystery was solved.

This guy definitely didn't have one of those unreasonable, overpowered protagonist systems that let him steamroll everyone. Judging by how he could only rely on bribing characters from the original story with snacks when he ran into trouble, his trump cards were clearly limited. Most likely, he had some loser system that required points or resources to exchange for items.

"Let's go. This farce has gone on long enough." Son Gohan tugged at his black robe.

The two slowly descended from the sky. Their loose black cloaks completely concealed their figures and faces.

When Lin Fan saw the two black-robed figures floating down from the sky, his eyes lit up.

It worked!

"Lord Beerus! Lord Whis!" Lin Fan scrambled over and dropped to his knees, holding the snacks high above his head. "Your humble servant, Lin Fan, has long admired the mighty reputation of the God of Destruction! These are just gifts for our first meeting. Just say the word, and I'll get you the most delicious food in the world!"

On top of a distant skyscraper.

Piccolo, Krillin, and the others felt their hearts sink.

"We're finished." Krillin grimaced and blurted out in a panic. "The guy secretly helping Vegeta really showed up. Look at Lin Fan groveling before them. Those two black-robed figures must be monsters millions of times more terrifying than he is!"

Piccolo gritted his teeth, cold sweat pouring down his body.

If those two monsters really joined forces with Lin Fan, Earth would be doomed. Son Goku and Vegeta, lying in the ruins, wouldn't have a chance to turn things around!

A breeze lifted the edge of Trunks's black robe.

He looked at Lin Fan groveling on the ground, then past him at Bulma in the villa, her eyes vacant and her clothes revealing.

The anger Trunks had been suppressing for so long erupted in an instant.

"You make me sick!"

His icy voice came from beneath the hood.

Lin Fan froze.

That voice didn't sound like God of Destruction Beerus at all.

The next instant—

Boom!

A terrifying golden aura surged into the sky, blowing the hood off the young man's head.

Brilliant golden light once again illuminated the skies above West City.

After the Ultimate Cell incident, Trunks's base power had already reached an astonishing three billion. With the fiftyfold boost of Super Saiyan, his strength instantly soared to a whole new level.

The ingratiating smile froze on Lin Fan's face. Reflected in his pupils was a boot growing larger and larger.

Thud!

The muffled sound of flesh being crushed rang out.

Trunks kicked Lin Fan hard in the face.

Lin Fan's nose shattered instantly. He flew backward like a cannonball, skimming along the ground and carving a terrifying trench more than ten meters deep and a kilometer long across the Capsule Corporation plaza.

"Pfft!" Lin Fan spewed blood mixed with bits of his organs. Who knew how many bones in his body had snapped.

The power-scaling mechanic he'd prided himself on was a complete joke against Trunks. His reference points were Son Goku and Vegeta, so his current base power could only be around five hundred million at most.

Facing Trunks, he was just like Son Goku and Vegeta when Lin Fan had toyed with them: utterly helpless against an instant kill.

Whoosh!

Trunks vanished again, reappearing above the crater the next moment.

He brought one foot down hard.

Crack!

"Ahhh!" Lin Fan let out a pig-like scream as Trunks crushed both his legs into pulp.

"That kick was for Uncle Goku!" Trunks's eyes blazed with searing fury.

Thud! Another kick crushed Lin Fan's right arm.

"That kick was for Dad!"

Trunks grabbed Lin Fan by the last few strands of hair left on his head and hauled him out of the crater. As he looked at Lin Fan's face, twisted with pain, he clenched his other hand into a fist.

"This punch is for everyone!"

Boom!

His furious punch slammed into Lin Fan's abdomen.

Lin Fan's eyes nearly bulged out of his head. His clothes burst apart across his back, and the terrifying force of the blow pierced straight through him, reducing a building behind him to rubble.

Nearby.

Krillin's eyes nearly popped out of his head. Pointing at the golden figure in the sky beating Lin Fan senseless, he stammered in excitement. "Su... Super Saiyan! That guy's a Saiyan too! And he's even stronger than Lin Fan!"

Piccolo's tense nerves finally relaxed, and a deeply satisfied sneer tugged at his lips. "Excellent. He seems to have the same goal as us. He's not our enemy!"

Among the ruins, Son Goku and Vegeta had regained a little awareness. Watching the one-sided beating in the sky, they were both stunned.

He was so strong.

Lin Fan, who had ground them into the dirt, was now being ground into the dirt himself.

In the air.

Lin Fan had been beaten almost beyond recognition.

He was going insane.

Where had this terrifying Trunks come from?! The story hadn't even reached this point yet, so how could he be this strong?!

"System! Exchange my points for a Super Saiyan 3 trial card! Hurry!"

Lin Fan screamed furiously in his mind.

Ding.

The points he'd been saving for so long instantly dropped to zero.

A wild, ferocious power suddenly erupted from Lin Fan's mangled body.

A flash of golden light—

His hair instantly grew down to his waist. His brow ridges became prominent, his eyebrows vanished, and dense blue lightning crackled around his body.

Super Saiyan 3!

A four-hundredfold increase over base power!

The sudden surge of strength let him break free of Trunks's hold. He retreated a hundred meters and took out a Senzu Bean to heal his injuries.

"Hahahaha! I'm the Child of Destiny!" Feeling his power surge, Lin Fan regained his arrogant expression. "I don't know how you ended up here, but it doesn't matter anymore. Die, brat!"

Lin Fan transformed into a bolt of lightning and hurled a punch at Trunks's face, convinced his combat power was invincible.

He thought he would see Trunks's brains burst apart.

But—

Smack.

Trunks merely raised one hand. He didn't even sway as he caught Lin Fan's full-force punch.

A breeze passed by.

The air fell deathly silent.

The wild grin froze on Lin Fan's face, and terror filled his eyes.

"How... is this possible..." Lin Fan's voice trembled. He desperately tried to pull his fist back, only to find that Trunks's hand had locked around it like an iron clamp.

Lightning flickered over Trunks's body. Then his hand clenched hard.

Crack!

Lin Fan's knuckles shattered instantly.

"No! Wait! I don't want to die..."

Before Lin Fan could finish, Trunks's other hand was already pressed against his chest.

A horrifying purple-red light glowed in his palm.

"Hakai!"

Purple-red energy erupted, completely engulfing Lin Fan.

This time, there was no Substitution Jutsu, no miracle. It was all over.

Lin Fan didn't even have time to scream. His body and soul crumbled bit by bit under the power of destruction that erased all things, vanishing into nothingness.