Super 17 is Born
A thunderous roar erupted, as if an entire galaxy had collided.
Vegeta's fist slammed into Hell Fighter 17's crossed arms, the destructive force tearing through his temporary energy shield, crushing his arms, and finally blasting into his chest with all its might.
"Crack... Pfft!"
The sound was truly teeth-grinding—a cacophony of metallic shrieks and the muffled crackling of ruptured biological tissue.
For the first time Hell Fighter 17's dark red eyes burst forth with intense light. He was struck head-on by a giant hammer, instantly transforming into a dark red streak of light and flying backward at an terrifying speed!
"Boom boom boom boom--!!!"
He first crashed through the top of a small mountain in the distance, sending rocks flying everywhere, without slowing down at all. Then he slid diagonally through a second, larger mountain, bursting out from the other side of the rock face.
Finally, like a meteor, he crashed into the rocky valley several kilometers away, the explosion deafening and sending clouds of dust and rubble flying hundreds of meters high, burying him completely.
Everything returned to deathly silence.
Only the wind blows across the broken earth, stirring up dust and howling.
In the distance, inside the device suspended in the air, Dr. Gero's smug and crazed expression shattered like a mask in an instant.
His prosthetic eye was completely malfunctioning, his mouth was wide open, his face was deathly pale, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.
"No... impossible... this is absolutely impossible!" His voice became sharp and desperate, almost cracking.
"Hell Fighter 17... a perfect creation combining the latest genetic technology and an infinite energy furnace! How is it possible... how could it not even withstand a single punch?!"
Compared to Dr. Gero's outburst, Dr. Myuu was surprisingly calm.
From the shadow beneath the hood, a very soft, cold sigh seemed to drift out.
He slowly lowered his crossed arms, his crimson gaze sweeping over the pile of rubble in the distance before looking at Vegeta, who stood coldly in the air like a golden war god.
"Dr. Gero," Dr. Myuu's voice was still hoarse, but frighteningly steady, "You're too fixated on the data and don't understand what 'Super Saiyan 4' represents at all—it's the most primal and ferocious wild power in the bloodline of the ancient Saiyan."
He paused, as if stating a fact. "Hell Fighter 17 alone... is no match for him."
"Then... what do we do now?!" Dr. Gero grabbed Dr. Myuu's arm, like a drowning man clutching at a last straw, his voice filled with fear and despair. "Our plan! Our hard work!"
Dr. Myuu didn't rush to shake him off; he simply turned his hood slightly and looked at Vegeta again, the two crimson points sending chills down one's spine.
(To be continued)
"Proceed as originally planned."
Dr. Myuu's lips slowly curved into a smile, a smile tinged with manic anticipation that looked particularly eerie in the cold, dim light of the control room.
"Let the two Android 17... merge into one."
Dr. Gero's pupils contracted sharply, his knuckles turning white. "You mean... activate that program? Super 17?"
That's right.
Dr. Myuu's voice was as low as a viper's hiss, but his tone left no room for doubt.
Dr. Gero took a deep breath, as if using all his strength, and pressed down hard with his thumb on the scarlet button in the center of the remote control.
Buzz--
An invisible wave of commands traversed space.
Hundreds of kilometers away, the isolated island floating on the azure sea suddenly shuddered.
Human 17, imprisoned in the energy field, suddenly froze. The next second, the force field binding him silently collapsed.
He looked up at the direction of the energy surge in the distant sky, his face expressionless, and then he floated into the air.
The next second, a sonic boom exploded behind him, tearing a deep trench in the sea. He transformed into a silver beam of light, moving at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow, heading straight for the ruins of the battlefield.
On the battlefield, the smoke and dust had not yet cleared, and rubble was still suspended in the air.
Vegeta had just unleashed a powerful punch that sent Hell Fighter 17 crashing into a rocky mountain, and was now slightly panting.
The Saiyan Prince's battle instincts suddenly kicked in an alarm. He turned around sharply, his sharp gaze piercing through the swirling smoke and capturing the rapidly approaching figure.
"That's... Android 17?"
Vegeta frowned, quickly recognizing the familiar aura and silhouette.
But he immediately sensed something was wrong—the aura, though powerful, was stiff and lifeless, more like a finely crafted puppet being manipulated.
A complex emotion flashed in Vegeta's eyes.
This Android 17 is not standing here by his own will, but is forcibly controlled by evil technology.
If he goes all out, this controlled warrior could very well...
He had barely hesitated for a moment when a sudden change occurred!
Boom!
Not far away, the half-collapsed rock mountain suddenly exploded, and tens of thousands of tons of boulders shot out in all directions like a torrential rain.
Hell Fighter 17 slowly rose into the air from the ruins. Its Battle Suit was mostly torn, revealing its metallic body underneath. A trickle of black, oil-like viscous liquid clung to the corner of its mouth, slowly dripping down.
But his dark red electronic eyes remained cold, devoid of pain or anger, displaying only utter indifference and rigid obedience.
He also looked up at the approaching silver light on the horizon.
Two Android 17 stopped face-to-face in mid-air under a gray sky filled with energy remnants and dust.
The two were only ten meters apart, with identical faces, but one had an empty gaze like a marionette, while the other had a cold, mechanical look in his eyes.
There was no dialogue, no warning whatsoever.
A buzzing sound erupted from their bodies simultaneously, initially low and then high-pitched and piercing.
Human 17 emitted a blazing white light, full of power, but appeared rigid; Hell Fighter 17, on the other hand, emitted a pitch-black light, unfathomable, and exuding a sinister aura.
The black and white light did not simply illuminate the surroundings, but rather seemed to come alive, emanating from every pore of them, transforming into countless tendrils of light that probed and intertwined with each other.
The next moment, the two beams of light collided with a deafening roar!
It wasn't an explosion, but a fusion.
The black and white light streams swirled, tore, and permeated each other wildly, like two giant pythons biting each other, eventually churning into a spiral beam of light tens of meters in diameter that shot into the sky!
The energy within the pillar of light tore at each other, countless tiny lightning bolts crackled and popped, illuminating the entire battlefield in a flickering light, even tearing apart and dispersing the clouds high in the sky.
A terrifying energy shockwave spread in all directions, cracking the earth inch by inch, and the distant mountains seemed to roar.
Vegeta had to raise his arm and gather his energy to block the storm of pure energy; his hair and Battle Suit were violently billowing in the raging air currents.
"This energy reaction..." Vegeta's pupils shrank to pinpoints, his face filled with shock and solemnity, "It's not a simple accumulation... it's a qualitative change!"
The blinding beam of light lasted for a few seconds, as if it had sucked away all sound and color, before suddenly shrinking and dissipating.
Where the light faded, a brand new figure floated silently.
Super 17.
He was more imposing than Hell Fighter 17, with broader shoulders and a thicker back, his lines exuding explosive power.
Her originally short hair has become long and flamboyant, draped over her shoulders and completely unaffected by the wind.
Those eyes were no longer dark red, but a deeper, more dangerous crimson, like two solidified blood crystals, as if data streams and destructive impulses were churning within them.
His skin shimmered with a strange luster between metal and flesh, and even without doing anything, the air around him was distorted by the energy field he emitted, humming and buzzing as if it were about to collapse at any moment.