King Cold (139)

'It looks like he just cut the bulllshit and went to full power'

King Cold in all the photos and descriptions that Broly had seen looked very much like Frieza in his second form or more specifically the form he was in when Broly fought him first.

However now King Cold was in the same final form as Frieza, having slender limbs and rounded features although instead of plain white his skin was now light purple while pieces of his skin that looked like armour where white and instead of purple splotches they were blue. His height was exactly the same as Broly, a whopping nine feet and he stared at him with soulless eyes, almost tired of living.

Broly comparatively was a much livelier figure, although he had killed countless soldiers not a drop of blood was on him. His heaving chest was exposed and his legs were doubled up in armour, not able to feel the weight as they supported his hulkish body. His eyes were provocative, looking at King Cold as if he were his prey and a small confident smile was etched into his face, proof of his clean fighting streak.

"It seems you have enough strength to amuse me before I kill you," Broly said aggressively.

"I must say, although you've massacred my soldiers you're strength is very impressive, I would much rather recruit you into the Frieza Force than kill you and waste your talent," King Cold said, his voice nearly as deep as Broly's.

Broly stared at King Cold before bursting into laughter then stopping abruptly.

"Your jokes aren't funny," Broly said, hatred seeping into his words.

He couldn't forget that the man in front of him was a heartless murderer that slaughtered hundreds of innocents, Broly knew he couldn't get to all the planets in time before they started culling the populations but understood he could at least wipe out another core base as well as eliminating King Cold.

The Frost Demon chuckled.

"I knew you would say that but I thought I should at least be polite, HMPH!"

Dark purple energy flared around him before disappearing kicking dust into the air and causing several arcs of lighting to weave around him.

"Before I kill you I would like to know, what's your name young man?" King Cold said, analysing him.

Broly released his aura, his huge life energy pressing firmly against King Cold's, making the air around them much more colourful as well as increasing the gravity of the building to increase fourfold, causing it to buckle.

"Broly," he said simply.

For a split second, King Cold's eyes widened before he regained his composure and smile wickedly.

"Well then, Broly, any last words before I take your life?"

"Only that your son is a lot weaker than I expected, he was begging for his life after 3 minutes, you should have done a better job as a parent," Broly said mockingly.

King Cold looked at Broly blankly for a few seconds before cracking, breaking into a hysterical fit of laughter.

He disappeared fro Broly's sight.

Broly simply raised an arm, blocking King Cold's jab at his face.

"It looks like I hit a nerve," Broly said, smiling back at King Cold who glared at him furiously.

"I don't know or care how a filthy monkey got so powerful, I only know that you will not leave this planet alive!" King Cold shouted, throwing another punch at Broly.

He blocked with a little effort, repositioning his body as well as predicting where he would attack.

"That's an awfully bold statement for someone who can't land a hit," Broly said, leaping back to dodge a kick.

"It seems like you've got quite the tongue on you, don't lose it," King Cold warned, rushing Broly down, his body blurring purple.

'He's fast!' Broly thought, dodging the attack at the last second, feeling the wind cut at his face.

'Super Saiyan is always an option, although I know you want to fight him plainly first,' Yami reminded him, watching King Cold carefully.

Broly smiled, tanking another blow that sent an impact through his body.

'It's only fair'

King Cold had no patience, swinging his fist at Broly who quickly weaved left, he then moved his other hand, coating his fist with ki.

'That's a fake punch, he's hitting you with a ki blast,' Yami warned.

Broly's eyebrows furrowed, he considered the possibility but didn't think King Cold would do so.

Prophetically, King Cold opened his palm, dark purple ki surging out.

Broly barely deflected the blast, hitting it at the right angle causing it to fly away.

'You've opened yourself up'

Broly's arm was high in the air as King Cold drove a crushing kick into his chest, pushing him far away only to fly rapidly towards him and punch him squarely in the face, knocking him back.

'He's strong!'

Even in his base state with the addition of Ikari, Broly was at a disadvantage, detecting King Cold's power level to be somewhere around 450 million.

Broly hastily raised his arms to defend a series of incoming blows, deflecting beams that King Cold scattered into his offence flawlessly but consequently taking physical attacks, receiving punches and kicks that hurt Broly to degrees of severity he had never felt before.

King Cold raised his arm, his eyes soulless as he stared at Broly, bringing ki to his palm.

"Death's Embrace"

A ripple of ki moved from King Cold's palm and into the air, rapidly hitting Broly and the area around him.

"ACK!"

'I can't move!'

Broly's limbs felt like stone, normally he would be able to lift them with his willpower but he felt as if his brain was put on pause, only able to see and think. Broly's muscles twitched painfully as dark purple ki restrained his body, physically binding him while he was mentally stuck.

'It's a paralysis technique and a nasty one at that but it only lasts a few seconds,' Yami said, watching Broly's ki systems fight the foreign energy with ease.

"Supernova"

A bright orange sun grew over King Cold's outstretched palm, some of the heat washing over Broly as with the flick of a wrist the same technique that murdered his race was thrust at him, the huge orange sun pushing him into the ground.

"GRRRRRAAAAAAAAH!"

The sun was forced back, King Cold sidestepping it as he cast curious eyes to Broly who was baptised in a column of green, his hair turning yellow without him wanting to.

"A Super Saiyan? I've always wanted to see what that looked like," King Cold said truthfully, somewhat intrigued.

Broly grit his teeth, the pain he suppressed was worsened five-fold by King Cold's technique, as soon as it wore off, pain he couldn't describe hugged him, forcing him into Super Saiyan although he didn't want to.

'Don't hold back your anger for anybody, attack him immediately'

Broly's expression crumbled as he lunged towards King Cold, who belated raised his arms to block, catching a flying fist to the face.

'That feels better!'

Broly smiled confidently as he punched King Cold rapidly, his strength visibly elevated to a higher level as he smashed him about the same way he did Frieza, raining blows that tilted King Cold's neck, threatening to snap it off.

"I'm not as weak as you think"

A dark purple aura erupted from King Cold mid-combo, Broly stopping temporarily as he didn't want to be hit with another nasty attack.

King Cold's energy changed, becoming much darker than it already and his body grew accordingly as well. Sharp spikes grew from the horns on his head and the shoulder armour he had, his blue pearls became shiner and his tail lengthened while his abs became more defined.

"I haven't shown this form to anyone before, you should-"

BINK!

Broly's fist slammed into King Cold, followed by a disrespectful knee to the face.

"So noisy," Broly said irritatedly.