Chapter 35: The Power of Destruction Unleashed

Vegeta's entry was a lightning strike of supremacy, a flash of power that seized everyone's attention.

"Vegeta, that's utterly remarkable!" Son Goku exclaimed, his voice tinged with admiration.

"Daddy's in the house! Daddy's in the house!" Trunks cheered with unrestrained enthusiasm.

"Uncle Vegeta?" Son Gohan inquired, clearly taken aback by the sudden appearance.

"Why's Uncle Vegeta radiating that purple aura?" Son Goten questioned, his curiosity piqued.

*Snapped!*

Vegeta descended from the heavens with the grace of a conqueror, landing beside Son Goku with the air of a king returning to his throne.

"Kakarot, you seem to be positively mortified," Vegeta quipped, a sly grin playing on his lips.

"Vegeta, put this on immediately!" Son Goku urged, extending a Potara earring with the deference of a loyal subject.

"Hmm? What's this? A Potara earring, it seems..." Vegeta mused, feigning ignorance. "I don't recall us obliterating this. Where did you stumble upon it?"

"It matters not now! Vegeta, let us fuse without delay, or else we'll be at this villain's mercy!" Son Goku implored urgently, acknowledging Vegeta's superiority.

"Hmph! Do you genuinely believe that I would grant you the privilege of fusion so easily?" Super No. 17 sneered, launching a Ki Blast towards Vegeta as he approached.

With regal finesse, Vegeta casually swatted away the Ki Blast.

*Boom!*

The Ki Blast changed its trajectory mid-flight.

*Boom!*

It soared skyward before harmlessly detonating, a testament to Vegeta's supreme control.

"Did I ever express a desire to fuse with the likes of him?" Vegeta scoffed, his self-assured demeanor unwavering. "To contend with someone as feeble as you, fusion is superfluous. Allow me to acquaint you with the might of a God of Destruction!"

"G-Gods of Destruction?" Super 17 was perplexed, his bravado crumbling.

"What do you mean by 'Gods of Destruction'?" He inquired, his bewilderment palpable.

"Hmph, soon you will grasp the extent of my power," Vegeta declared with a serene smile. "I've just concluded my training, and I was growing concerned that there would be no worthy target for my destructive prowess."

"Shh!" Vegeta hushed the group with a commanding gesture, raising his right hand skyward.

In an instant, a swirling, purple-red maelstrom of energy materialized in Vegeta's palm—an embodiment of absolute dominance.

Super 17, though bewildered, couldn't help but find amusement in Vegeta's audacity, believing Vegeta intended to attack him with this energy.

"Once I absorb this energy, I shall reign supreme, unchallenged in the universe," Super 17 thought with a smug smile.

"Vegeta, exercise caution! This fiend can absorb our energies! Do not underestimate him, and do not feed him your energy!" Son Goku warned urgently, his voice laced with awe. "Should this continue, none of us shall pose a threat to him."

"Indeed? Can he even fathom the consumption of destructive energy?" Vegeta inquired with a sly smile. "Very well, let us put his abilities to the test."

*Call out!*

With a flourish of his wrist, Vegeta sent the destructive energy hurtling towards Super 17, as if bestowing a gift upon an unwitting subject.

"Do you perceive such audacity as well?" Super 17 sneered, looking upon Vegeta with pity.

Dr. Myuu couldn't resist joining in the mockery, shaking his head in disbelief.

Vegeta, fixing a cold glare on the two jeering bystanders, silently brimmed with deadly intent.

As the destructive energy neared Super 17, he suddenly sensed impending doom emanating from it.

"Not good! Something's awry!" Super 17's expression shifted rapidly, a hint of panic breaking through his facade.

At the very last moment, Super 17 veered to the side, narrowly avoiding a direct hit. Nevertheless, his left arm bore the brunt of the destructive energy's wrath, disintegrating into a grotesque mess.

The potent destructive energy continued to spread, ensnaring Super 17.

"Ah... Ahhh!"

"Well, it seems to be quite effective," Vegeta remarked with a hint of satisfaction, his grin never waning.

"What in the cosmos was that just now? That energy obliterated No. 17's arm!" Dr. Myuu exclaimed in utter disbelief.

Son Goku, still grappling with the shock of witnessing Vegeta's might, interjected, "Hey, Vegeta, was that the power of destruction? Is it a technique wielded by the Gods of Destruction?"

Vegeta, reveling in his own glory, retorted with unbridled arrogance, "Tell me, Kakarot, do you find yourself envious?"

"Vegeta, you sly devil," Son Goku responded with a mixture of admiration and envy. "So, you've ascended to the ranks of the Gods of Destruction?"

"Not quite. At present, I am a mere apprentice God of Destruction," Vegeta declared, his arrogance swelling. "But soon, I shall ascend to become a true God of Destruction, unrivaled in this universe, second only to Lord Lucifer."

"You've been apprenticing under Lord Lucifer?" Son Goku's eyes widened, his admiration deepening.

"Hmph, Kakarot, your hesitance in embracing the role of a God of Destruction is your own undoing. The opportunity lay before you, yet you failed to seize it," Vegeta taunted, his arrogance reaching its zenith with a self-satisfied grin.

"That's astonishing..."

Son Goku conceded, acknowledging the magnitude of Vegeta's newfound power.

"Da-da-da!"

Vegeta strode forth confidently towards the flinching Super 17, who now quivered in the shadow of Vegeta's towering arrogance.

"So, Super 17, still believe yourself indomitable?" Vegeta taunted with the air of a monarch addressing a lowly subject. "You may indeed be formidable, as your victory over Kakarot demonstrates."

"You... cease this insolence!" Dr. Myuu shouted, his desperation palpable.

"Silence!" Vegeta cast a withering glance at Dr. Myuu, intertwining his index and middle fingers with regal poise, and casually pointed at him.

Boom!

Dr. Myuu's existence was extinguished in a cataclysmic explosion, leaving no trace.

Dr. Gero, trembling with fear, turned a ghostly shade of purple.