Eliza stared at the scene in disbelief. The fiery energy dragon she controlled through a psychic link was suddenly completely beyond her control.
However, that situation lasted less than two seconds. Yet in that brief span, Cell immediately broke through Eliza's energy blockade.
The three watching from the closest distance could all tell that Cell was only now displaying his true strength!
It was easy to judge why Cell had not fought at full power before: he wanted to face Son Gohan in the best possible condition.
As he arrived before Eliza, Cell's eyes carried a frigid gleam. The glittering golden aura around his body condensed over his surface.
The shields on his arms had already dissipated, because he no longer needed them.
"I have to admit, I originally thought my clone could defeat you directly. But you still forced me to use my true body. You have every reason to be proud!" Cell said in a condescending tone.
Eliza frowned. She knew she had already lost this battle.
"Enough. Let Son Gohan come out. You already understand that you are no match for me." Cell narrowed his eyes slightly but did not attack again.
Eliza's gaze shifted at those words. Gritting her teeth lightly, she slowly descended from the sky.
Cell watched Eliza's retreating figure. He knew this woman definitely had a trump card, but its cost was enormous.
He could tell from the look in Eliza's eyes just now. Cell could have continued fighting, but the price he would need to pay was not worth it.
When Eliza reached Son Gohan's side, she said with a resentful expression, "You'd better beat him half to death. Otherwise, don't ever call me by my name again."
Son Gohan was instantly speechless. This woman had lost herself, yet somehow he was