"Are you willing to place your hopes on my strength?" Granolah asked again, a hint of pleading in his eyes.
Old Son let out a helpless sigh and nodded.
At this point, he had no choice but to trust him.
Whoosh!
Gas finally reacted. His figure flickered, instantly appearing directly above the two of them. He looked down at them with icy eyes. "Trying to pull some tricks? No way!"
Granolah immediately pressed his hands together. Golden energy gathered in his palms, the light growing more and more intense.
"I'll go distract Gas. You take this chance to gather enough power to defeat him. You have to be fast!" Faint starlight began to rise around Old Son.
"I'm counting on you." Granolah nodded and leaped lightly onto a nearby hill, continuing to condense energy. The golden light enveloped the entire hill.
"Don't even think about it!"
Gas clearly saw through their plan. He roared and turned into a purple-red streak of light, charging straight at Granolah to interrupt his charge.
Snap!
Brilliant starlight suddenly erupted from Old Son's body. His black hair moved without wind as he instantly blocked Gas's path, his tone firm. "Your opponent is me!"
Seeing this, Gas didn't hesitate to throw a punch. A purple-red fist-shadow slammed toward Old Son at extreme speed.
Old Son crossed his arms in front of his chest to block.
Bang!
The fist-shadow slammed into Old Son's arms.
The massive impact made Old Son's arms go numb, yet he still gritted his teeth and held on. At the same time, he delivered a kick that slammed hard into Gas's abdomen!
Splurt...
Gas was sent reeling back by the kick, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He ground his teeth in rage, and the energy around him surged instantly. He suddenly increased his power, his fist slamming toward Old Son again!
Boom!
Old Son was ultimately no match. He was hit in the chest by the punch and fell from the sky again, slamming heavily into the earth and creating web-like cracks in the ground.
Gas wasn't finished yet. He condensed purple-red energy in his feet, transforming them into giant soles, and slammed them down hard on Old Son's body!
Thud!
Old Son was driven deep into the ground. A large amount of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his aura instantly withered.
However, Gas's chest had also been injured by Old Son's counterattack just now. Blood flowed out, staining his clothes red.
The two of them had actually dealt each other mutual damage.
Gas rubbed his chest, and his gaze immediately turned toward Granolah on the hill. His face changed abruptly.
The golden energy between Granolah's hands had already condensed into a massive light sphere. The light was blinding, and the energy fluctuations were enough to shake the entire planet!
"That... what the hell is that? This guy still has such powerful energy!" Gas's pupils constricted. He shouted in disbelief, then condensed a purple-red energy ball in his hand and shot it toward Granolah without hesitation, trying to interrupt him.
Boom!
The energy ball whistled toward Granolah, but the moment it touched the light around him, it was blocked by a transparent shield.
The shield glowed with a faint blue light. It was exactly the protective barrier Old Son had remotely placed on Granolah while Gas wasn't paying attention.
Only then did Gas snap back to reality, glaring at Old Son with eyes full of rage. "You actually had another trick hidden!"
"None of us have given up the belief that we can defeat you. Do you think you can win against all of us by yourself?" Old Son climbed up from the ground, wiped the blood from his mouth, and grinned. His eyes were full of unyielding spirit.
Gas was completely enraged. Purple-red energy balls shot toward Old Son like rain, so dense they completely covered his figure.
Old Son was instantly submerged in the energy balls. His screams rang out continuously, and his aura grew weaker and weaker.
"Shit! The energy isn't fully condensed yet. I can't fire it now!" Granolah's face changed repeatedly as he watched Old Son's pathetic state, but the energy sphere in his hands continued to expand. Clearly, it hadn't reached its optimal state yet.
"You're finished! No one can save you now!" Gas stopped his attack and looked at the dying Old Son with a cold sneer. "I'll beat you to death right now and make you disappear forever!"
At this critical moment.
Bang!
Vegeta suddenly rushed in from the side, his body wrapped in powerful energy. He slammed his head hard into Gas's back!
Caught off guard, Gas stumbled and nearly fell to the ground.
"Hey, Granolah! Can you fire it yet?" Vegeta turned and shouted at Granolah on the hill. "If you can't, then hurry up and charge! I'll block him for you!"
"Vegeta..." Granolah was stunned. He hadn't expected him to suddenly step in to help.
"Oh no! Let's go help Gas!" Seeing this, Maki immediately said to Oil. The two of them flickered and rushed toward Vegeta, intending to pincer him.
Whoosh!
A figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, blocking their path.
It was Monaito!
Monaito spread his arms, his expression cold and his tone firm. "Don't even think about passing!"
"Hey, old man, what can you do by rushing out?" Maki looked Monaito up and down, giving a contemptuous smile. "You'd be better off letting those two clones come over; at least they could do something. You and your old bones should stay out of the way."
"Ha!"
Monaito didn't argue. He just waved both hands forward, and a ball of faint green invisible energy spread quietly, instantly covering Maki and Oil.
The bodies of the two of them suddenly stiffened. Their eyes quickly became glazed, and a strong wave of sleepiness hit them. They could no longer maintain their flight and fell from the sky, lying on the ground and falling into a deep sleep, even letting out little snores.
"Hypnosis is the only specialty I have to show for myself. Against you two, it's more than enough." Monaito withdrew his energy and smiled at Granolah on the hill, asking loudly, "Is it ready yet?"
"It's ready! The energy is fully gathered. It's enough to exceed his limit!" A sharp light flashed in Granolah's eyes. The golden light sphere in his hands emitted an aura capable of destroying heaven and earth.
"Hahaha! You want to fire? It won't be that easy!" Elec suddenly burst into laughter, pointing at Granolah's position and shouting, "Look at where you are! If you fire from there, the entire planet will be destroyed by you! Do you have the guts?"
Just then, Old Son suddenly snapped his eyes open. His silver-white hair moved without wind, and the energy around him surged instantly.
Snap!
A massive silver-white phantom emerged from Old Son's body, dozens of meters tall, emitting a light as brilliant as the stars.
The phantom reached out its giant palm and grabbed the stunned Gas in its hand!
"Let me go! You monster!" Gas struggled desperately in the phantom's hand, his purple-red energy frantically clashing against it, yet he was completely unable to break free from the phantom's restraint.
"Ohhh! What the hell is that? Is it Energy Materialization? To actually be able to manifest energy into a physical form!" Son Goku's eyes widened, his gaze full of surprise. He couldn't help but lean over to Broly and whisper.
Whoosh!
Old Son controlled the phantom and, with a sudden burst of strength, tossed Gas high into the sky. His voice rang out across the field: "Granolah! Now!"
Granolah immediately adjusted his posture, aiming the golden light sphere in his hands at Gas in the high sky.
Just as Granolah was about to fire, a sharp pain suddenly came from his eyes, making him furrow his brows tightly.
"Dammit... the injury to my eyes from the fight with Gas earlier hasn't fully healed. I can't aim precisely at all!"
"Leave the aiming to me, Granolah." A mechanical voice suddenly rang out. It was his smart goggles, Oatmeel.
"Oatmeel!" Granolah was stunned, then a look of joy appeared on his face.
He had almost forgotten that the goggles had an assisted aiming function.
"Adjust the energy cannon angle up a bit more... yes, right there!" Oatmeel's voice was calm and precise. "Target locked. Fire!"
Whoosh!
A golden pillar of energy shot out from Granolah's hands. Its speed was like lightning as it shot straight toward Gas in the high sky!
In mid-air, looking at this pillar of light capable of destroying everything, Gas's pupils constricted violently. His eyes were filled with terror and despair, and he didn't even have the strength left to struggle.
"No! I can't die like this!"
Boom!
An earth-shattering roar echoed through the clouds. The golden pillar of light instantly swallowed Gas's figure. The blinding light illuminated the entire sky, even masking the light of the sun.
The powerful shockwave spread out like a tsunami. Old Son and Vegeta were blown back repeatedly.
Granolah quickly reached out and grabbed the two of them so they wouldn't be blown away.
On the ground, Maki and Oil were awakened by this intense energy fluctuation. They rubbed their sleepy eyes and asked blankly, "What happened? Why did we suddenly fall asleep just now?"
"Where's Gas? Did he win?" Maki stood up and looked around, but she didn't see Gas anywhere. Her face instantly became tense.
"Did it work?" Vegeta also looked toward the high sky, a hint of expectation in his tone.
"Yeah, it hit. It should be fine now." Old Son withdrew the phantom and wiped the sweat from his forehead, a tired but relieved smile appearing on his face.
"Huff... huff... huff..."
Granolah lowered his arms, gasping for breath, his chest heaving violently.
That move just now had exhausted all of his energy. The golden light also faded from around him, and his face turned pale.
Immediately after, Granolah looked toward the distance.
He saw a figure falling rapidly from the high sky, slamming heavily into the distant mountains and kicking up a cloud of rubble.
"Gas!" Seeing that figure, Maki cried out and immediately rushed toward the mountains.
Oil followed closely behind.
"Nice job, Granolah." Old Son walked over to Granolah, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile.
"I'm sorry. Because of my hatred, I caused you guys a lot of trouble." Granolah lowered his head, his tone full of apology.
"Hmph, what's the point of saying that now? As long as we won." Vegeta let out a light huff, but the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Hahaha!" Old Son followed with a hearty laugh.
The tense atmosphere on the field finally dissipated.
"Is it over already?" Broly put down the empty water bucket, looked toward the field, and scratched his head.
"No, that person isn't quite right." Son Goku propped up his chin, his brow tightly furrowed, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Eh? What's not right?" Broly was stunned and followed Son Goku's gaze, but he didn't see anything unusual.
"I'm talking about Gas," Son Goku explained. "I can feel that there's still very powerful energy remaining on him. Although it's faint, it definitely hasn't completely dissipated. He might not be dead yet."
"I'll go then. I'll just finish him off." Broly rubbed his fists. Faint green energy rose around him, and he was already prepared for battle. "Let's finish this quickly so we can go deal with that Zamasu guy."
"Wait a bit." Son Goku pulled him back and sighed helplessly. "Whis said before that we shouldn't step in unless it's a critical moment. After all, this is the battle of the people of this world. We can't interfere too much."
"That Whis... even if the two of us fuse, we still can't beat him?" Broly leaned over to Son Goku and asked in a low voice, his eyes full of a bit of frustration.
"It's a bit difficult." Son Goku propped up his chin and pondered. "Whis is incredibly powerful. Our current strength is still far from it."
"Looks like I'll have to train hard then..." Broly grinned, his gaze instantly becoming firm. "Once we solve the Zamasu matter and go back, I'm definitely going to eat more and try to raise my strength by another huge margin!"
Son Goku: "..."
Looking at the serious Broly, Son Goku couldn't help but cover his face and silently wipe the sweat from his brow.
So your secret to raising your strength is just to eat more?
"In the end, it's still because our training is insufficient." Not far away, Old Son also let out a sigh, looking at his slightly trembling hands. The battle just now had almost exhausted his stamina.
"I never want to win this pathetically again!" Vegeta clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth, his eyes full of unyielding stubbornness. "I'm going to keep training. Next time, I'll definitely be stronger than you!"
"I won't lose to you easily." Old Son grinned and patted Vegeta on the shoulder.
The sense of competition between the two was instantly dialed to the max.
Thud!
Just then, Granolah's legs suddenly went soft, and he collapsed heavily to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, then coughed out several more in succession. His face instantly turned as pale as paper.
"How are you? Are you okay?" Old Son quickly stepped forward, carefully helping him up, his tone full of concern.
"Ah... I'm fine." Granolah wiped the blood from his mouth, trying to stand straight, but his legs were still trembling slightly.
"That move just now was a heavy burden on your body, wasn't it?" Vegeta asked with a furrowed brow. He could feel that Granolah's aura had become extremely weak.
"Yes, it was a move that came at the cost of overdrawing my life." Granolah didn't hide it, nodding with a bitter smile. "I'm afraid my lifespan has been shortened quite a bit again."
"Lifespan?" Old Son was stunned, clearly not having expected this hidden detail.
"I can only live for three years now." Granolah lowered his eyes, his voice low. "Back then, to obtain the power of the number one in the universe, I signed a contract with the Dragon. The stronger the power, the faster the lifespan is consumed."
"You... you really went overboard!" Old Son was momentarily speechless. He hadn't expected Granolah to pay such a high price for revenge.
"In other words, that Gas guy obtained his power in the same way?" Vegeta suddenly reacted, his gaze becoming solemn.
"I'm afraid so. I just don't know how much his lifespan has been shortened," Granolah nodded, his tone carrying a hint of uncertainty.
"Granolah, let me see your injuries." Monaito stepped forward, his face full of heartache. Without waiting for Granolah to answer, he raised both hands and aimed them at his body.
Granolah gave Monaito a soft smile and didn't refuse.
Monaito closed his eyes, attempting to mobilize the healing energy within his body.
The next second, Monaito suddenly snapped his eyes open, looking at his own hands in disbelief.
A surge of energy, more powerful and pure than ever before, was slowly seeping from his palms.
"What's wrong? Did you use too much strength on that hypnosis just now and can't heal him anymore?" Old Son asked quickly when he saw his expression.
"It's okay, Monaito. I'll recover slowly on my own. Don't force it," Granolah said, thinking Monaito was low on energy.
"No, I feel... I can fully restore your stamina right now!" Monaito was both surprised and delighted. He waved his hands, and that pure healing energy instantly covered Granolah.
Granolah felt a warm current spread through his entire body. His exhausted stamina was rapidly replenished, and his wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Granolah suddenly stood up from the ground, moved his limbs, and shouted in surprise, "It really worked! I feel even more powerful than before!"
Snap!
Monaito didn't stop. He injected healing energy into Old Son and Vegeta respectively.
The two of them felt their bodies lighten. The fatigue and pain left from the previous battle vanished instantly, and their stamina was restored to its peak state.
"I never thought these old bones of mine would have their healing ability evolve at this age!" Monaito laughed even more brightly, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothing out. "It must be because I've been using healing techniques continuously during this time that I accidentally broke through the bottleneck!"
"That's awesome, old man!" Old Son was genuinely happy for Monaito.
"If I'd known this earlier, I would have used it sooner during the fight. We wouldn't have had to win so pathetically," Monaito laughed heartily, his tone full of relief.
"Haha, there's no point in saying that now. There will be plenty of chances to use it in the future," Old Son waved his hand with a smile.
"Hmph! 'Number one in the universe' my ass! It's all a fucking lie!" Not far away, Elec watched this scene, the veins on his forehead bulging, his heart full of resentment. "I actually believed that dragon's bullshit. I'm a total idiot!"
Just then.
Whoosh!
A silver-white spaceship flew in from the distance, hovering steadily above Elec's head.
"Open the door! Let's get the hell out of here!" Elec shouted to the people on the ship, while at the same time taking flight, heading toward the spaceship.
He no longer wanted to stay in this place of trouble.
Vegeta, with his sharp eyes, immediately spotted Elec trying to escape and whispered to Old Son, "Hey, that guy plans to run away by himself?"
"Hey, Elec!" Old Son also shouted at Elec. "Do you plan to leave your brother Gas here? Are you just going to ignore him?"
"Shut up! I don't have time for your bullshit!" Elec looked back and glared at Old Son, a flash of panic suddenly crossing his face. "Anyway, Gas will soon..."
Elec hadn't finished his sentence.
Splurt!
A purple-red energy beam suddenly shot from the distance, so fast that people couldn't react. It pierced straight through Monaito's heart!
Monaito's body suddenly stiffened. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth as he traced an arc in the air, slamming heavily onto the ground below, kicking up dust.
Granolah's pupils constricted violently. His face turned pale instantly, and he roared as he rushed toward Monaito: "Monaito!"
Old Son and Vegeta also immediately became alert, looking in the direction the energy had come from.
There was Gas, hovering in mid-air, his face distorted. His skin was as shriveled as a zombie's, and the muscles on his body were even continuously falling off. He looked absolutely horrific.
"Gas? How can you..." Old Son was beyond surprised.
How could he still be alive, and how had he turned into this?
"I heard you, Granolah," Gas spoke slowly, his voice as raspy as sandpaper. "You said you wouldn't seek revenge anymore?"
Granolah held Monaito, looking up at Gas with eyes full of shock and rage.
"Even at a time like this, you can still say such naive things?" Gas laughed triumphantly, pointing at the dying Monaito. "Look, this is the consequence of you giving up on revenge!"
Several veins popped on Granolah's forehead, his teeth grinding with a creak, and his eyes were almost spitting fire.
Whoosh!
Vegeta was furious. Purple-red light instantly erupted from his body as he directly entered his Ultra Ego form.
Old Son was not to be outdone. A faint blue glow rose around him, and the aura of Ultra Instinct permeated the air.
The two of them rushed toward Gas simultaneously, their fists carrying power capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Gas, however, didn't panic at all. He waved a hand at the two of them from a distance, and a powerful purple-red energy instantly covered Old Son and Vegeta.
Immediately after, he clenched both hands.
Old Son and Vegeta felt a massive force hit them, and their heads slammed together uncontrollably!
Bang!
A dull impact rang out. Their vision went dark, and they nearly passed out.
Whoosh!
Gas's figure flickered, instantly appearing directly above the two of them. He raised a large foot and kicked down hard!
Old Son and Vegeta were kicked like broken kites, falling from the sky.
Fortunately, the two of them reacted quickly, adjusting their posture the moment they were about to land. Their surrounding energy surged, and they shot into the sky again, launching a fierce attack on Gas.
Vegeta delivered a kick to Gas's chest, while Old Son slammed a punch toward his head!
Bang!
Vegeta's foot landed solidly on Gas, kicking him high into the sky.
Immediately after, Old Son and Vegeta both condensed energy, preparing to release their ultimate moves to finish Gas once and for all.
However, Gas's movements were faster than theirs. He condensed a massive purple-red energy ball in both hands and slammed it down toward the two below!
Old Son and Vegeta were shocked and quickly raised their arms to block.
However, an even more shocking scene occurred.
Gas actually rushed straight out from within the energy ball, both feet kicking the two of them in the face!
Boom!
Old Son and Vegeta were kicked to the ground again, their bodies rolling dozens of meters on the ground, leaving two long trenches, their entire bodies aching.
Gas descended from the sky. Another piece of flesh fell from his face, revealing the bone underneath, making him look even more horrific.
Yet he grinned and smirked, as if he couldn't feel the pain.
"He actually rushed into his own energy wave..." Old Son rubbed his aching cheek and said through gritted teeth. "Does he not give a single fuck about the damage he takes?"
To be continued…
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