A dazzling golden light, like a supernova explosion, tore open the sky above Papaya Island without warning.
King Cold's crushing, lead-heavy aura of extreme cold evaporated before that pillar of light like lingering snow beneath the blazing sun.
As the blinding radiance gradually receded, the violent energy storm finally calmed. A brand-new warrior—one powerful enough to make the entire galaxy tremble—hovered silently in midair.
Krillin, Yamcha, and Tien Shinhan stared fixedly into the sky, their martial arts uniforms already soaked through with cold sweat.
Tien Shinhan's proud third eye had even become bloodshot from trying to sense that energy. He muttered like a broken bellows, "What level of power is this? He hasn't even done anything, and the space around him is already starting to distort... This pressure is about to crush my heart!"
"A monster... The secret technique Son Goku taught them has created an indescribable monster." Piccolo gritted his teeth as cold sweat slid down his forehead.
Bulma, however, was hiding behind the Demon King, her face flushed red with excitement. She frantically zoomed in with a high-definition camera, babbling nonstop, "That's so cool! This sense of pressure is incredible! Tights is definitely going to scream when she sees this!" Gohan also stared wide-eyed at the glowing new uncle in the sky.
In complete contrast to everyone else's tension, Son Goku sat cross-legged atop a broken stone slab amid the ruins behind them.
He leisurely held a can of cola he had found somewhere and half a bag of popcorn, looking utterly relaxed as though he were being paid to watch a show.
Looking at the fused warrior whose long hair reached his waist, he silently grumbled, *That arrogant pose really is exactly like Vegito from the original story. Looks like those bad habits are carved straight into