"Hmm? Is that Vegeta? Has he gone back to his usual jobbing ways??"
Feeling Vegeta's Ki drop rapidly, Turles couldn't help but feel speechless. As expected, "Jobber Vegeta" was still the same old Vegeta; no matter the universe, he couldn't escape the fate of being the benchmark for the villain's strength.
Indeed, Vegeta's luck had been "excellent"—he had run straight into the leader of the Shadow Dragons, Syn Shenron. After a brief attempt at posturing, he had been thoroughly humiliated and beaten into a pulp, eventually losing consciousness altogether.
"Tsk, how weak. In that case, just die!"
Syn Shenron raised his right hand, condensing a sphere of negative energy before hurling it toward the downed Vegeta.
Zip!
Smack!
In the next instant, the energy ball was swatted away like a fly. Syn Shenron tilted his head slightly as the blast exploded harmlessly behind him.
"Interesting. You possess Miracle Power. I don't know where you obtained it, but once I kill you, that power will return to the Dragon God Realm!"
At the critical moment, it was Turles and Bulma who had appeared to save Vegeta. Otherwise, the Prince of Saiyans really would have met his end right there.
"Is that so? You want to kill me? Feel free to try!"
"Hubby, leave him to me!"
Bulma's eyes blazed with fury as she glared at Syn Shenron. To have someone threaten to kill her husband right in front of her was an insult she couldn't tolerate. She was going to make this monster pay!
"Haa—!"
A powerful Godly Ki instantly erupted, causing even Syn Shenron to look on in surprise.
He slowly lowered his hands, his gaze turning serious. This woman seemed... unexpectedly strong.
"Hmph, you bastard. Today I'll show you what happens when you cross me!"
Watching Bulma charge at high speed, Syn Shenron met her head-on.
Boom!
A large fist collided with a small one. The sheer impact of Bulma's raw strength caused Syn Shenron's expression to shift.
"What's wrong? Weren't you acting all arrogant? Didn't you say you'd kill my husband? With just your level of skill?" Bulma sneered.
"Hmph, don't get cocky!" Syn Shenron spat through gritted teeth.
"Hya!"
The two figures became blurs, flickering through the air as the sounds of their collisions echoed across the battlefield.
Turles stood by, feeling a bit left out. He honestly felt like Bulma should be the protagonist of this story; she was a total glory-hog when it came to fighting. While "eating melons" and watching from the sidelines was relaxing, he also wanted to get some exercise. After all, a high-quality punching bag like Syn Shenron was hard to find.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
The sounds of the battle eventually woke the unconscious "Begeeta." Seeing Bulma suppressing Syn Shenron with such ease, Vegeta clenched his fists so hard his nails pierced his palms. He didn't even notice the blood dripping onto the ground. His mind was filled with bitter frustration—what the hell had he been doing with his training all these years?
"Damn it!"
On the other side, Syn Shenron was infuriated. Every single one of his attacks was being effortlessly blocked by Bulma.
"Damn it! I don't believe this!"
Bulma laughed coldly. "Finished already? Then it's my turn!"
Pow!
Bulma drove a sharp elbow strike into Syn Shenron's gut.
"Gah! Cough—"
Before he could even process the pain, a knee strike caught him square in the chin.
Bang!
The impact made Syn Shenron feel as if his teeth had been shattered. He let out a scream of pure agony.
"AHHH!"
Bulma didn't give him a second to breathe, unleashing a relentless flurry of strikes. The scene was so brutal that even Vegeta swallowed hard.
He looked at Turles with eyes full of newfound respect. Good lord, this Bulma is way more violent than mine...
Turles noticed the look but was completely baffled. What's wrong with this guy? Did he get hit in the head too hard?
With a final ground slam, Syn Shenron was hammered into the earth. As arrogant as he had been moments ago, he was now a pathetic sight.
With a thunderous crash, a human-shaped crater appeared in the dirt. Syn Shenron was embedded deep inside, surrounded by a network of spider-web cracks.
"Cough... AGH!"
Syn Shenron let out a wail of pain, which quickly shifted into pure, unadulterated rage. "You damn woman! Unforgivable! Absolutely unforgivable!!"
"Ha!"
He powered up again, a purple aura erupting into a terrifying energy storm.
"Die, you wretched woman!"
He fired a purple energy beam directly at Bulma. She simply scoffed and kicked the beam away, sending it harmlessly into the sky.
A split second later, she was right in front of him again.
"What??"
Syn Shenron was stunned, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks.
Boom!
He took another heavy blow to the face. He never imagined this human woman could be this powerful.
"Gah!"
The force sent him hurtling backward, purple blood spraying from his mouth.
"What happened to that attitude? Weren't you going to kill me?"
Syn Shenron looked at Bulma in terror. This woman wasn't a human; she was a demon.
Zip!
Bulma vanished again, burying a fist deep in his stomach.
This creature had threatened her husband. He had threatened to take away her happiness. Even though she knew Syn Shenron stood no chance against Turles, the mere thought infuriated her.
In her rage, Bulma's power surged even higher.
"Ugh!"
Before he could even recover from the previous strike, Syn Shenron was hit again. He felt like his life as a dragon was reaching an early end.
Syn Shenron: My life has been like walking on thin ice... do you think I can actually survive this woman?
If I live through this, I'm never acting tough again. This is... way too hard!
Bang!
He was sent flying again, but Bulma had no intention of letting him go, pursuing him with a series of warps.
The poor dragon's body became like a volleyball, ping-ponging across the sky at high speeds. To an outside observer, it looked like he was being bounced around by some invisible, irresistible force.
As Bulma slammed him into the ground one last time, she decided it was time to wrap things up. She had vented her anger; now it was time to finish the job.
"It ends here, Syn Shenron!"
But at that moment, the corner of Syn Shenron's mouth curled into a sinister smirk. He could sense it—every other Shadow Dragon had been defeated. Now, he could finally use his ace in the hole.
"Dragon Balls, assemble!"
Zip! Zip! Zip! Zip! Zip! Zip!
The six other Dragon Balls flew toward him instantly. "Now, I'll show you my true power!!"
Syn Shenron swallowed all the Dragon Balls in one go.
Humming—!
A massive, oppressive pressure exploded from his body.
BOOM!
A black, malevolent aura erupted, wrapping the entire Earth in a blanket of dread.
Syn Shenron's body began to warp and change. His wounds vanished instantly, and his Ki skyrocketed dozens of times over. The Dragon Ball on his forehead was joined by the others, which were now embedded across his chest.
Omega Shenron had arrived!