A Struggle Beyond the Mundane

The instant they made contact, time seemed to suddenly freeze. Before anyone could react, the explosion and blinding light swallowed everything.

Purple destructive energy erupted in Broly's palm. It was not an ordinary explosion, but more like "erasure of existence" itself had suddenly taken form. The violet glow of destruction freely corroded, disintegrated, and annihilated. Anything it touched, whether matter or energy, was reduced to nothing.

The energy spread wildly up Broly's arm, trying to erase his flesh, bones, energy channels, and even the imprint of his soul.

"Uraaah—!!"

Broly roared, his voice filled with pain and fury. The dark green aura in his palm clashed head-on with the God of Destruction's energy. Emerald and deep violet violently intertwined, grappled, tore at each other, and collided in his palm, erupting with countless blinding flashes and deafening energy roars.

This was not merely a clash of power, but a contest between two supreme essences.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—!!

The sound of energy corroding everything made one's teeth ache.

The muscles in Broly's right arm nearly exploded. Veins as thick as coiled pythons throbbed wildly beneath his skin.

The skin of his palm was charred by the destructive energy, giving off the stench of burning flesh, yet it rapidly healed beneath his nearly endless vitality.

The sweat that had just seeped out instantly evaporated upon touching the energy, turning into clouds of white vapor.

Beneath his feet, the ground bore unimaginable pressure.

Centered on his feet, cracks spread madly like a spiderweb, reaching several kilometers away in the blink of an eye.

The entire planet Vampa groaned and sank. This confrontation was nearly more than the planet could bear, and it could fall apart at any moment.

Gale-force winds swept up rubble and dust, forming a colossal storm that connected heaven and earth and completely swallowed the two figures.

Only the terrifying, ceaselessly flickering light of intertwined green and purple still pierced through the curtain of dust, proving that this struggle beyond mortal limits continued.

Broly clenched his teeth, and unyielding flames burned in his golden eyes.

He could clearly feel the tearing pain radiating from his arm, as though it could instantly vaporize a star.

But the power within him was still growing madly, like an endless torrent roaring toward his arm to clash head-on with the violet light of destruction!

This contest of strength had only just begun.

"Stop... now—!"

He growled in a beastlike voice. His five fingers suddenly closed, and the purple Destruction Sphere screamed in his palm before being crushed apart by his berserk power. Violet light exploded like shattered stars, countless fragments spraying in every direction with enough energy to vaporize mountain ranges.

Broly was drenched in blood. The skin on his right arm had been burned black and peeled away by the energy, exposing crimson muscle beneath. Tiny purple arcs still flickered along the charred edges. Yet he did not fall, standing firm like a mountain.

He slowly raised his bloodied face. In his golden pupils, battle intent erupted like a volcano. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the cracked rock beneath his feet, hissing as it burned.

"So this is... the power of a God of Destruction?"

His voice was hoarse as sandpaper scraping together, yet it carried an almost crazed excitement, like a dying beast catching the scent of blood.

Beerus floated in the air, his purple-black divine robes snapping in the aftershocks. He quietly watched the figure that had emerged from destruction, his dark golden pupils narrowing slightly. A moment later, a genuine smile finally appeared at the corner of his mouth—not his usual casual mockery, but the burning thrill of a predator spotting its prey.

"Not bad."

The God of Destruction's voice was low and pleased. "Very good."

He lightly rolled his neck, his joints cracking crisply, while a faint violet glow gradually emerged around him.

"Then I should get a little more serious too."

The moment he finished speaking, his figure vanished like smoke.

Broly's pupils shrank to pinpoints. Even though he could track movements faster than light, he completely lost his target at that instant. All that remained was a violet afterimage on his retinas and a sonic boom cloud that suddenly burst through the air, proof that movement beyond the laws of physics had occurred.

The next instant, time seemed to freeze again.

Before Broly could even lower his head, the God of Destruction's knee crashed into his abdomen like a meteor. This was not a mere physical attack, but a strike that compressed "destruction" itself into a single point before unleashing it at divine speed.

"Puh—!"

Broly's body bent at an unnatural angle, blood carving a crimson arc through the air. He was sent flying like a meteor hurled from a star, moving so fast that his body ignited in blazing white flames.

Vampa's thin atmosphere was forcibly torn open into a vacuum tunnel by his passage, leaving a searing plasma trail stretching dozens of kilometers behind him.

The first asteroid rapidly swelled in his vision. The instant his back struck the thirty-kilometer-wide rocky body, it exploded into dust.

Before the debris could even scatter, his body had already passed through the heart of the explosion and crashed into the second, then the third—each impact was a nuclear explosion, the remnants of the celestial bodies blooming through space in brief, brutal sparks.

By the time he plowed a trench several kilometers long across the fourth asteroid's surface and finally embedded himself in the rock wall of a crater, his consciousness had already blurred.

Blood seeped from every pore of his body, forming droplets in the weightless void. He coughed up a mouthful of bloody foam mixed with fragments of his organs. His charred breastbone lay exposed, rising and falling jerkily with every breath.

"Cough... hah..."

His trembling fingers dug into the cracks in the rock as he forcibly pulled himself out of the human-shaped crater. The agony in his abdomen was like thousands of red-hot blades twisting inside him. Anyone else would have long since become cosmic dust.

But he was not just anyone. A Super Saiyan's body was nearly immortal.

"It's not over yet—!!"

With a hoarse roar, he ground his back teeth to pieces and violently kicked off the rock. The entire asteroid shook violently as he shot into the sky like a green comet.

But Beerus had already been waiting there. The God of Destruction floated elegantly amid the stardust, his right fist drawn back at his waist, purple energy writhing around his knuckles as if it were alive.