Son Gohan gasped for breath, each breath accompanied by excruciating pain throughout his body.
The golden aura emanating from him had weakened to the point of almost extinguishing.
The golden arcs of electricity that once represented pushing the limits around him had vanished without a trace.
His vision began to darken, and Cell's figure became blurry and distorted in his eyes.
With his injuries and physical exhaustion compounded, he was nearly at his last gasp!
A bitter smile hung on his face.
I feel both self-blame and regret.
He blamed himself for ultimately holding Turles back and regretted not having diligently cultivated himself in the Land of the Dead!
Son Gohan's gaze slowly settled, finally settling into a deathly stillness.
He still had his last bit of strength left.
"Haa..."
A hoarse growl escaped from deep within his throat.
The nearly extinguished golden flames miraculously reignited, and a few faint golden arcs of electricity leaped unwillingly across his arm before quickly disappearing.
Cell, sitting opposite him, wore the mocking expression of a victor.
He admired Son Gohan's final struggle.
"It's over."
Cell pointed his palm at Son Gohan, intending to gather an energy Ki Blast!
Son Gohan closed his eyes, preparing to face death and unleash the last of his body's energy.
However...
The anticipated excruciating pain and destruction did not come.
Son Gohan suddenly opened his eyes, and what came into view was Cell's face, which was filled with astonishment and a little surprise.
Cell's body froze.
He could feel that eerie force that had always clung to the depths of his soul, like a maggot clinging to his bone, that shackle that constantly monitored, urged, and commanded him...
Without warning, it vanished into thin air.
"Oh..."
He suddenly let out a soft, ambiguous chuckle!
Immediately afterward, the confusion on his face faded.
Haha! Hahahaha!
Finally, Cell raised his head and let out a deafening burst of maniacal laughter.
That laughter was filled with the joy of rebirth, the exhilaration of breaking free from constraints, and endless mockery of the manipulated self of the past!
He's free!
This perfect, ultimate life form finally truly belonged to itself!
He was so engrossed in this immense pleasure that he completely forgot about the dying Son Gohan in front of him, who could barely stand.
Son Gohan seized the opportunity, his body still gathering energy.
It seems she's determined to complete her final dance!
However, a sudden figure appeared from behind, interrupting his actions.
"Mr. Turles!"
Turles didn't turn around, but said seriously.
"Things haven't gotten to that point yet!"
"We resurrected you with the Dragon Ball, not so you could come back and be used as a bomb!"
Son Gohan felt a little guilty after what was said.
He lowered his head.
"You've done a great job!"
"Leave the rest to me!"
Upon hearing Son Gohan raised his head again.
There was something he wanted to say but hesitated to.
"Mr. Turles..."
Son Gohan and forced himself to stand up.
"Mr. Turles, I can still fight!"
Let's do it together!
Turles turned his head and glanced at Son Gohan.
This kid can't even stand up straight anymore.
Don't be reckless!
"You can't even maintain Super Saiyan anymore, there's no point in forcing yourself!"
Son Gohan was stunned for a moment, and wanted to refute.
"Hurry up and recover your strength!" Turles interrupted him. "If I really can't handle it later, you can go back!"
These words made Son Gohan clench his fists.
Finally, he could only nod and say, "I understand, Mr. Turles!"
Step back slightly, close your eyes, and begin to regulate your breathing.
All their hopes were pinned on that familiar yet unfamiliar figure!
At this moment, Cell above also seemed to have snapped out of his joy at regaining his freedom.
He refocused his attention on the battlefield.
They noticed the figure blocking Son Gohan.
He looked slightly taken aback.
Then he looked into the pit not far away.
Dabura lay there, unable to move.
"Interesting!"
Cell looked at Turles again, his tone now carrying a hint of admiration befitting a strong person.
"You actually defeated that guy before I even finished off Son Gohan!"
Cell sized up Turles, whose face was exactly like Son Goku's.
I've known it was strange for a while now.
Arms crossed over his chest, a relaxed posture.
"With your strength, how could I possibly capture you so easily?"
"So, from the very beginning, you deliberately let me bring you back to the spaceship."
"But..."
Cell changed the subject, his tone now tinged with regret and amusement.
"Unfortunately, after that fierce battle, it seems you're no longer able to fight at your full strength, are you?"
"Your temper isn't what it used to be!"
Cell believed that he had completely seen through Turles's true intentions.
A Super Saiyan has just gone through a fierce battle and whose physical strength is greatly depleted.
And he, Cell, the perfect life form, after breaking free from Babidi's restraints, although the evil amplification was gone, his body and mind reached an unprecedented peak!
The energy depleted during the battle with Son Gohan is rapidly being restored!
In this respect, as a homunculus, he possesses an advantage that Turles and the others cannot match!
The outcome of this battle seems to have been predetermined.
Despite Cell's probing and mockery, Turles remained unfazed.
He took a deep breath.
A slow, faint smile spread across his face.
"That's right, I did suffer some losses..."
"But do you think you have victory in the bag?"
"If I remember correctly, you, who call yourself the ultimate life form, must have received quite a few external contributions!"
Cell was somewhat confused upon hearing this.
Turles gave him no chance to react, launching an attack as he soared into the sky!
Cell, naturally, showed no fear and even responded with ease.
However, when one of Turles ' many attacks landed on him!
Then something strange happened!
His power seems to be draining...