Bardock!

On the outskirts of West City, in the desert, two figures stood facing each other.

"What a sorry sight, Broly. To think the Legendary Super Saiyan would end up like this—I can barely stop myself from laughing." Nicholas covered his mouth as he mocked the Broly he had blocked.

"Nicholas, you bastard, are underhanded tricks all you know?" Broly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and stared straight at Nicholas.

Nicholas was right. His condition was indeed far from good. Kashius's sudden punch had severely wounded him and sent him flying straight out of West City. Only after crashing through several cliffs rising from the desert did he finally come to a stop.

If his body had not been sturdy enough, bolstered by the terrifying amplification of the Legendary Super Saiyan state, he would likely have died beneath Kashius's punch long ago.

Of course, if he had not yet recovered from the tremendous price he had paid to regain his sanity, his current strength naturally would not have been so far behind Kashius's. The Legendary Super Saiyan was no mere title.

But just as he had barely recovered and was preparing to return to West City to protect Buds, his former enemy, Nicholas, appeared.

Not only had this guy ambushed him with despicable methods, but he had also relentlessly pressed his attack while Broly was severely injured. Broly swore that he had never been so wretched as he was today.

When had Broly ever been reduced to fleeing?

Still, fortunately, Nicholas seemed to have been badly wounded as well. His power was not as formidable as before, which eased the pressure on Broly considerably.

But this was not the purpose of his trip. His purpose was to protect his master's grandson, Buds. If he