Super Transformation

Time flew by.

Half a year passed in silence within the monotonous, white void of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dull sounds of flesh colliding echoed across the vast Lookout Plaza.

Trunks moved like a tireless cheetah, throwing punches frantically under ten times the gravity. Sweat evaporated instantly from the extreme heat before it could even hit the ground.

Half a year ago, he could barely stand here. Now, he moved like a dragon through the water within this hellish gravitational field.

The Saiyan physiology, combined with the high-pressure environment, allowed Trunks' potential to experience its first explosive surge.

In just six months, his base combat power had skyrocketed from barely touching the threshold of transformation to around 700 million.

As for Gohan, who was already a genius and possessed the bloodline of the Legendary Super Saiyan, his progress was even more terrifying.

Years of accumulated potential, coupled with the enhancement of his Legendary Super Saiyan bloodline, caused his base combat power to erupt to ten billion!

Ten billion.

Back in the Namek saga, a single breath would have been enough to pin a fully transformed Frieza to the ground and grind him into the dirt.

"Stop."

Gohan raised his only remaining right arm, steadily catching a full-force punch from Trunks. The powerful recoil sent Trunks stumbling back seven or eight steps until he landed on his backside on the white tiles, gasping for air.

"Brother Gohan, with my current strength... I should be able to hold my own against the Androids now, right?" Trunks wiped the sweat from his chin.

"Heh, the Androids?" A look of disdain hung on the corner of Gohan's mouth. "Even without transforming into a Super Saiyan, you could toy with them at will now."

Trunks froze at these words, staring blankly at his own hands, unable to believe his ears.

"Alright, that's enough training for today." Gohan walked to the center of the plaza, his gaze fixed on the endless white space. "Next, I'm going to conduct an experiment."

"An experiment?" Trunks stood up and retreated to a safe distance.

"Yes." Gohan clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking. "I'm going to try to unlock the true power within me."

The Legendary Super Saiyan transformation.

For the past six months, he had attempted to transform every day without success, but he had gradually begun to grasp the key.

The transformation of an ordinary Super Saiyan was triggered by extreme emotional shifts.

But the Legendary Super Saiyan was different.

It was a more ancient, purer bloodline. It required something else: "wildness."

What kind of person was the original owner of this body?

A hothouse flower who should have been a scholar in peaceful times, forced to take up his fists because of the apocalypse. He fought to protect; his very bones were filled with a hatred and helplessness toward combat.

This personality was light-years away from the proactive pursuit of battle that defined "wildness."

"Trunks, stay back." Gohan lowered his center of gravity, and the Ki within him began to circulate at high speed.

"Haa!"

Golden flames erupted with a roar. But immediately after, wisps of an eerie, dark green began to bleed into the pure gold.

His muscles bulged frantically like inflated balloons, veins protruded, and his bones emitted a teeth-grinding friction.

Pseudo-Legendary Super Saiyan.

His combat power increased only tenfold, yet it carried an extremely manic desire for destruction.

"Such a terrifying aura..." Trunks swallowed subconsciously. He couldn't feel a trace of Gohan's usual gentle and reliable temperament; instead, he felt like he was facing an ancient beast ready to devour anything in its path.

"Wildness isn't about losing your mind and becoming a madman who only knows how to destroy." Gohan's voice became extremely low, accompanied by heavy, ragged breathing as he struggled to suppress something.

"True wildness is pure combat instinct."

"It is treating slaughter like breathing and battle like enjoyment. It is extreme belligerence under absolute calm!"

Gohan stared fixedly at the void ahead.

What he had to do was maintain this agonizing Pseudo-Legendary Super Saiyan state for a long time, forcing this gentle body to adapt to and accept this violent, wild power.

Dark green flames flickered wildly across his skin.

In his mind, the original owner's memories began to flash back uncontrollably.

The image of Uncle Piccolo having his chest pierced by a Ki blast.

The image of Vegeta having his neck snapped by Android 17.

Krillin, Tien Shinhan, Chiaotzu, Yamcha... one familiar face after another falling into pools of blood.

And that rainy night, when he was tortured in the ruins by that pair of demon siblings like a ball, the heart-wrenching pain of his left arm being torn clean off.

Despair.

Humiliation.

Powerlessness.

These images rolled through his mind, attempting to drag him into an abyss of sorrow.

"Burn all these useless negative emotions away!" Son Gohan roared frantically in the depths of his heart.

Sadness could not save the Earth, and anger could not kill the Androids.

Only absolute violence!

Only a wildness that crushes everything!

"Kill!"

Son Gohan snapped his eyes open.

His originally emerald pupils were instantly covered by a layer of cold, dark light.

Whoosh—!

An extremely sharp sonic boom exploded within the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

Immediately after, those wisps of dark green aura instantly swallowed all the gold, transforming into a pillar of green light that connected heaven and earth, shooting straight into the void above the Lookout.

Rumble!

The entire space of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber began to tremble violently. Under the impact of this terrifying aura, it actually appeared as if it were on the verge of collapsing.

Trunks was sent flying by the sudden shockwave, rolling across the ground a dozen times before he could clumsily steady himself.

He looked up, staring in horror at the center of the light pillar.

The green light gradually receded.

Son Gohan stood where he was.

His physique was even more exaggerated than in his mimicry state, yet he was not a bloated monster of muscle, but rather maintained a symmetrical build filled with explosive power.

His originally spiked golden hair had now turned a dazzling grass green.

A green aura, thick as if it were physical, burned around his body, with thick bolts of lightning occasionally darting and crackling within the flames.

What was most chilling, however, was his gaze.

Those green-gold eyes revealed a disdain that looked down upon everything, as well as a madness born from an extreme thirst for battle.

Legendary Super Saiyan, First Grade!

It was done.

Son Gohan clenched his right fist, feeling the vast, boundless power within his body, like a sea of stars.

His base combat power was ten billion.

And the multiplier for the Legendary Super Saiyan First Grade was a full one hundred times!

One trillion!

His combat power had now soared directly into the trillion range!

In this desperate timeline where even the Full Power Super Saiyan had yet to appear, what was the concept of trillion-level combat power?

Android 17 and Android 18's full power would barely reach four hundred million at most. Even Cell, lurking in the shadows, wouldn't even make a fraction of that, even after reaching his perfect form.

As long as he stepped out of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber now, he could crush that pair of demon siblings into cosmic dust with a single finger.

"Go... Gohan?" Trunks struggled to climb up from the ground, lacking even the courage to approach. The absolute suppression at the level of his bloodline made his legs uncontrollably weak; the higher the concentration of Saiyan blood, the stronger the suppression, much like Vegeta's reaction in the movies.

"Don't be afraid, Trunks." Son Gohan turned his head, a wild, unrestrained smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

He had completely mastered this legendary power.

However, Son Gohan was not satisfied with just this.

He discovered that the wildness of the Legendary Super Saiyan shared a similar essence with that other realm. Did that mean... he could skip Super Saiyan 2 and 3 and directly touch that realm belonging to the pinnacle of wildness?

Super Saiyan 4.

The ultimate power compressed from the Golden Great Ape form.

"Strike while the iron is hot."

Son Gohan closed his eyes, sinking his consciousness into the deepest parts of his body.

Saiyans all had tails. Although his original tail had been removed when he was a child, the power of the Legendary Super Saiyan could directly mobilize the power belonging to the Great Ape.

"Come out!"

Son Gohan let out a low growl, forcibly guiding the green aura within his body to crash against the deeper genetic locks.

Boom!

A terrifying beastly roar suddenly echoed in his mind.

A phantom of a golden Great Ape, as massive as a mountain, flickered into existence behind him.

Trunks widened his eyes, staring fixedly at the phantom. Everything happening before him completely subverted his understanding. Was this Son Gohan's true strength?

"Haaaaaa!"

Son Gohan gritted his teeth, attempting to forcibly compress that suffocatingly massive Great Ape power into his humanoid shell.

As long as he could successfully compress this power, the gates to Super Saiyan 4 would swing open for him!

Crack!

The moment the Great Ape's power touched his body, a sharp snap echoed from Gohan's right arm, and his veins began to bulge as if they were about to burst.

Agony.

A pain that bored deep into his marrow instantly tore through his sanity.

"Ugh!"

Gohan spat out a mouthful of blood, and the phantom of the Great Ape behind him shattered like bubbles.

His green aura was extinguished as if doused by a bucket of ice water.

His legs gave out, and he collapsed onto the white tiles, reverting to his base form with black hair and eyes.

"Gohan!" Trunks was terrified, scrambling over to him and pulling him up.

"Cough, cough... I'm fine."

Gohan wiped the blood from his lips, gasping for air. His entire body felt as though it had been crushed by tens of thousands of tons of water pressure; even moving a single finger was a struggle.

He had failed.

Yet, he felt no frustration; instead, his eyes grew even brighter.

In that brief instant, he had truly touched the threshold of Super Saiyan 4.

But the reason for his failure was simple—his vessel was too fragile.

Ten billion in base combat power sounded like a lot, but in the face of the qualitative leap of Super Saiyan 4—which multiplied power by thousands or even tens of thousands—it was like trying to hold magma in a paper cup.

Before the power could even finish compressing, his body would collapse and explode.

To contain the power of Super Saiyan 4, his base combat power needed to reach at least the hundred-billion level, if not higher!

"It seems there's no shortcut."

Trunks hurriedly took out a Senzu Bean and fed it to Gohan.

"Gohan, what exactly were you just..." Trunks hesitated, leaving his question unfinished.

"Just an attempt, don't worry about it." After swallowing the Senzu Bean, Gohan shook his right arm, his gaze turning sharp once more. "Trunks, let's continue training."

"But haven't we already reached the point where we can defeat the Androids?"

"And what if an enemy even stronger than the Androids appears in the future?" Gohan cut him off, a cold smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

There was still a year and a half left in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

In this year and a half, he would push the base combat power of this body to a number that would make even the gods tremble.