Chapter 45: God of destruction attention

A sudden, unnatural calm fell over the battlefield as Broly's raging green aura quieted, the raw energy simmering around him. His eyes went blank, his form eerily still, and for a moment, the landscape of Vampa seemed to hold its breath along with him.

And then, like a volcano finally giving way, Broly's aura exploded toward the sky, piercing the heavens with a brilliant, toxic green light streaked with bolts of black lightning. The very fabric of the air twisted around him, the ground beneath him cracking as the pressure of his ki surged, darkening his green aura with ominous energy.

This was no ordinary power. Broly had tapped into a new form, Ikari Legendary Super Saiyan. The primal strength of his Ikari form mixed with the boundless fury of his Super Saiyan state, creating a monstrous fusion of power. His muscles rippled, his frame expanding, pushing his physical limits as his energy tore through him like a storm.

Hovering in the air a few feet away, Frieza's mouth fell open in astonishment. And then, with a slow, sarcastic clap, he broke into a grin. "Well done, Broly!" Frieza taunted, his eyes sparkling with manic delight. "Your strength is… magnificent."

Even as he mocked, Frieza's mind sharpened, assessing the threat with a newfound intensity. He could see Broly's body trembling under the sheer, uncontrollable power of the form he had awakened. Muscles twitched with barely-contained energy, veins pulsing as if ready to burst. But Frieza's excitement only grew. This was the thrill he had been seeking, the rush of a worthy challenge.

Frieza's grin faded as he landed, spreading his legs and sinking into a battle stance. His fists clenched, his expression turning deadly serious as he began charging his energy. Rocks and debris floated around him, suspended in the air by the intense gravitational force of his ki.

Flickers of golden light danced across his skin, mingling with his natural color as he cycled between forms. Finally, he lifted his face to the sky and released a primal roar, a pillar of pure, radiant energy bursting from him, climbing toward the heavens and sending shockwaves rippling through the air. The presence of his power rippled across the galaxy, piercing the farthest reaches of the universe with its undeniable presence.

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The serene silence of Beerus' planet was disrupted as a bubble on the sleeping God of Destruction's nose popped, bringing him abruptly from his slumber. His eyes snapped open, narrowing in confusion as he sat up, his expression shifting to one of seriousness. This was no ordinary disturbance; he could feel the echo of a force he had only ever sensed within the presence of godly beings.

At his side, Whis appeared, his usual smile gone, replaced by a look of calm contemplation. Beerus swung his legs out of bed, stretching his arms with a yawn before turning a sharp gaze to his attendant. "What… was that?" Beerus demanded.

Whis's eyes glinted with intrigue. "A mortal, reaching a power threshold without the use of god ki," he replied.

Beerus's eyes narrowed further, his interest piqued. Without another word, he reached out, clasping Whis's shoulder, his grip firm. In the blink of an eye, they prepared to use Whis's signature method of travel, intent on reaching the source of this monumental power.

But before they could depart, a second, even more powerful surge of energy ripped through the universe. This time, it was a presence that was all too familiar. Beerus's jaw clenched, his gaze turning from intrigue to something closer to dread. He knew that energy well.

"Frieza…" he muttered, his voice a low growl.

Whis's expression softened, though a hint of surprise lingered in his eyes. "It seems Frieza's enthusiasm has driven him to new extremes."

The two deities needed no further words. They disappeared into the cosmos, their sights set on the source of the universe-altering power.

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Scene Shift: Back on Vampa

Frieza stood, his skin now transformed into a gleaming, golden hue, his ki radiating like a burning sun as his aura took on a divine intensity. He had allowed himself to ascend to his Golden form, and the result was breathtaking.

The entire battlefield was engulfed in a radiant glow, yet it was not an uncontrolled light; it was focused, contained. Frieza's power was no mere burst; it was a finely honed blade.

Broly's reaction was instantaneous. His body, already brimming with monstrous power, surged forward, his fist swinging down in a deadly arc toward Frieza. But the emperor remained calm, lifting his hand just in time to catch Broly's punch with an almost effortless ease. A smirk danced across his face as he felt the power behind Broly's blow, now amplified beyond anything he had faced so far.

With a twist of his wrist, Frieza pushed Broly back, using only the slightest amount of force, though his Golden aura sparked with a vicious intensity. Broly staggered but recovered almost immediately, his enraged gaze fixed on Frieza. His energy flared around him, the green aura darkening, becoming heavier, more volatile with each passing second.

Frieza laughed, the sound echoing across the battered landscape. "Come on, Broly! Is that all you've got?"

Broly roared, his voice a primal sound of rage and power, and lunged at Frieza again. They collided, their fists meeting with a force that caused the ground beneath them to fracture and split, sending tremors racing across the planet's surface.

Broly swung his massive fists with reckless abandon, each blow carrying the weight of his Legendary power. But Frieza, with his skill and precision, dodged and countered with almost surgical efficiency, his movements sharp and deadly.

They battled across the planet, each strike leaving devastation in its wake. At one point, Broly's punch collided with the surface of Vampa, creating a crater so deep that the planet's core glowed faintly from below. Frieza barely paused, sidestepping the blow and responding with a powerful ki blast, aimed directly at Broly's chest.

But Broly's energy knew no bounds. He absorbed the impact, his body growing stronger, his muscles expanding as he absorbed the damage. His sheer size dwarfed Frieza now, his form a hulking mass of rage and raw strength.

He charged at Frieza, his movements blurring with speed, leaving shockwaves in his wake as they shot through space, the surrounding moons and asteroids cracking under the impact of their ki.

Frieza, feeling the thrill of true battle, decided to unleash his ultimate attack. His hand extended, palm open, and two small, dark orbs of energy appeared, swirling with an eerie, black and purple light.

These orbs floated on his palms, their gravitational pull distorting the air around them. With a sharp twist of his hand, the orbs merged into a single, small sphere, its darkness absorbing all light around it, radiating a destructive power that even Broly could sense.

"This is it, Broly! My Black Nova!"

Frieza released the attack, the black, swirling beam hurtling toward Broly with a gravitational force so intense that nearby planets trembled under its pull. The purple beam spiraled forward, laced with threads of black energy, creating a vortex that seemed to bend space itself as it bore down on its target.

Broly roared, meeting the attack head-on, his aura flaring with untamed power as he attempted to deflect it. But the Black Nova was relentless, consuming everything in its path, pushing Broly back as it detonated in an explosion that shattered the air with an earth-shaking roar. The entire planet quaked under the impact, debris scattering into space as the light of the blast illuminated the far reaches of the galaxy.

When the dust cleared, Broly stood amidst the destruction, his body bloodied, his breath ragged, but his spirit unbroken. His aura burned brighter than ever, his power spiking as his rage reached new heights. Frieza's eyes narrowed, impressed by the sheer resilience of his opponent. Broly's strength had not only matched his own but continued to grow, fueled by a fury that knew no bounds.

They collided once more, their bodies moving at blinding speeds, the landscape reduced to rubble as they traded blow after devastating blow. Frieza struck with calculated precision, each attack aimed to maximize damage without wasting energy, while Broly countered with sheer force, his attacks shaking the very fabric of reality around them.

Their battle took them into the depths of space, their movements leaving trails of light as they darted between planets and asteroids, each strike resonating across the cosmos. The nearby celestial bodies trembled under the shockwaves of their fight, fragments of shattered rocks drifting through space as the two titans clashed.

Finally, as they stood amidst the wreckage of their battlefield, Broly paused, his chest heaving, his blank, furious stare faltered before frieza appeared behind him with a simple neck chop, making the monkey pass out and return in base.

Frieza grabbed the Saiyan and using instant transmission on him, he sent Broly on his chamber, while his gaze turned in a certain direction.