Yes, he was immortal.
He had wished for it from Super Shenron.
Since he was immortal, what was there to fear?
Hahaha.
As long as I cannot die, I am already invincible.
Zamasu laughed even more wildly, as though mocking Son Gohan for being unable to do anything to him.
"Heh, immortal?" Son Gohan sneered too, then threw a punch through the air.
Bang!
Still some distance from Son Gohan, Zamasu did not even see him move.
But a sharp pain tore through his body, accompanied by a dull thud.
Before he could react, more than half his body exploded into mangled flesh, splattering everywhere in a gruesome sight.
"Urgh..."
With only half his body left, Zamasu gaped with half a mouth and stared with one eye, shocked and trembling.
Earlier, only his attacks had been restrained.
Now, his body had been shattered by a casual punch from his opponent.
The feeling was completely different.
This was a shudder that came from the depths of his soul.
A terror from deep within his heart.
On the verge of a breakdown, he screamed hysterically, "Y-you, who are you really? You can't be Son Gohan!"
Meanwhile, the other half of his body, which had been reduced to mangled flesh, was gathering together again, already forming a vague humanoid outline.
Son Gohan shook his head. "No, I am Son Gohan."
"Impossible!!!"
Zamasu roared, refusing to believe it.
If Son Gohan had really been this strong, would he have stolen Goku's body?
Was he an idiot?
If he had been going to steal a body, he would have stolen Son Gohan's.
Damn it.
At least in his memories, Son Gohan had been that skinny, slightly clueless kid.
Goku's son.
Apparently, he was a half-Saiyan.
But there was absolutely no way he could be the