Special Delivery (93)

PAT!

PAT!

PAT!

King Skewer's assistant knocked on the large hunk of metal in front of him. It was a strange construction, being very long and wide.

He could only guess that it belonged to 'Broly'.

'Why am I nervous? What could be scarier than him?'

The assistant waited patiently, breathing heavily due to the long sword tied to his back.

The distance between Broly's ship and Fire City was really not that far in reality but the sword the assistant carried was extremely heavy, so heavy that the King ordered him to do intense weight training while it was being built and even at the end of it he was only able to barely carry it. He was certain that back problems would be in his distant future.

A hole opened through the side of the ship.

Broly looked down expectantly, he had picked up an energy signature and heard bashing against the side of his ship, he eyes found the small blue-skinned alien, having to tilt his neck all the way down to see him.

The assistant gulped as he looked up, only seeing Broly's chiselled midsection, having to take a few steps back before he saw the full picture.

"Good Morning," Broly said simply.

The assistant shivered but stood upright.

"Good Morning Mr Broly-"

"Just Broly is fine"

"Ah! Okay then, Broly...we have a present for you!" the assistant mumbled, speaking very slowly then quickly as Broly's thin black eyes looked down on him.

'Am I really that scary?'

No response.

Broly once again realised that Yami was nowhere to found.

Sweat ran down the assistant's face as he could get any reaction out of Broly, who stared at him as if he was wasting his time.

"Here you go," the assistant said hurriedly, heaving the greatsword into the air.

Broly's hand moved without him thinking, finding the handle and raising the greatsword.

"It's a present from the Fire King and the Ice Queen, they-"

Broly ignored the words of the assistant.

The Elemental Crystal Sword was about 6 feet in size, roughly two-thirds of Broly's body, it had a wide dark-red blade and a thick light blue guard. The complete length was jagged through and through, the spikes all tilted towards the edge of the sword while the handle and guard were rounded, smooth against Broly's fingers.

"Thank you," Broly said, turning around and walking into his ship, leaving the assistant behind.

The hatch closed behind him.

'Eh? He didn't let me finish explaining!' the assistant thought, turning around back towards Fire City.

'At least he liked it' he thought, happy that the exchange ended positively.

Broly entered his gym and gripped the base of his sword tightly.

He moved his arms quickly and swung three times, copying the movements he remembered from the battlefield, forming three clean cuts that caused an audible rip in the air.

'It's heavy'

Broly, after the zenkai boost he had received from the Lightning Crystal, had a power level of around forty million in his base form, the combined effects of all his training as well as the forced repairs done to his body allowing his power level to more than.

Broly wasn't using any ki and the sword required him to use about 25% of his strength to just lift and around 75% of his strength to wield it properly, using more strength to perform more advanced and sudden movements.

Regardless of the fact that he was under twenty times gravity it still shouldn't have been this heavy.

'This was the Fire King's Sword!' Broly recalled, looking at the now fixed area he dented when the King tried to attack him.

'They made so adjustments though'

Broly was beyond certain that the Elemental Sword was lengthened and widened, unable to believe the Fire King as short as he was, could easily manipulate such a weapon.

Broly brought his ki to his fingertips and pushed it into his sword.

FSH!

The dark red crystals that made up the blade, hummed to life, glowing an ominous red shade as shallow flames burned at the surface of the sword, the guard also changed, a thin layer of frost covering it as a small wave of wind wrapped between Broly's fingers and the hilt.

'No way!'

Broly gathered his ki and waved the sword in the same way he had seen the soldiers of the Fire Tribe do, perfectly mimicking their form.

WSH!

A huge wave of fire ran away from Broly's sword, matching the output of the entire Fire Tribe Army, but before it could hit the opposite wall it changed shape, forming a fireball and then flying back to Broly's sword.

'No way! Surely I can't...'

Broly exerted his will over the sword, commanding his ki to manipulate it.

The thin layer of ice around the base of the sword grew, quickly enveloping the whole blade, making the sword appear to be snow-white, the now blue crystals shimmering gently as the overhead light let it glimmer. Broly's ki flickered and a wave of blistering blue heat soared out, the snow colour instantly changing to dark blue as a layer of light shone under the flames.

"This is fucking sick!"

Broly covered his mouth.

He swore again.

As Broly moved his hand away from the sword he felt the weight in his hands double, the sword nearly dropping from his hands.

It was clearly a two-handed sword.

Broly squinted, more than a few ideas running around his head.

"Hmph!"

Broly tightened his fist as he focused his ki on his sword.

The sword rose into the air slowly, surrounded by dark green ki.

WSH!

WSH!

PSH!

The sword moved quickly in the air, slashing a few times autonomously before quickly finding Broly's hands becoming nearly weightless.

Broly slashed across, using all his strength in one strike and he heard the wind cry for mercy under his force.

'I like this a lot'

Broly said a wide smile forming on his face.

Another problem Broly had, if it could even be called one, was that he had way too much ki than necessary.

Creating planet-destroying bombs with the flick of your wrist just wasn't that practical in combat.

So in his eyes, the sword would be an excellent ki dump.

"I have to say Thank You before I go"

He was planning to leave the planet when he was interrupted by the alien and had half the mind to ignore him but he was extremely happy that he didn't.

"Let me say something before I leave," Broly said, clambering out of the ship.

[Storyteller: Broly is having a final meeting with the Melenians! But will things go so smoothly? And what about hidden power secretly operating in the shadows? Will they finally appear? Find out in the next chapter!]