The plateau trembled under a bruised sky, the resurrected Z Fighters and Kaios forming a tense semicircle around Renkai. His command still echoed—"Tongzi, send my mecha unit"—when a chime rang in his mind: "Ding! Renkai's mecha troops deployed." Three figures shimmered into existence—Siru, Silu, and Cell—green-skinned titans of the Cell series, their auras a storm of menace.
"Greetings, Lord Renkai!" they chorused, bowing low. Siru's perfect form gleamed, Silu's first-stage tail twitched, and Cell's mini-frame bristled with latent power.
King Kai stumbled back, halo flickering in memory. "So many Cells—help!" His voice cracked, terror raw from his death at Cell's hands.
"Are we doomed again?!" Krillin wailed, fists trembling as he eyed the trio. Yamcha and Tien paled, Earth's warriors dwarfed by the android specters.
"Hold it!" Goku barked, squinting. "They're not our Cell—except that tailed one. Different vibes." His instincts cut through the panic, sharp and steady.
"Renkai, explain!" Bulma demanded, clutching little Trunks behind Vegeta's bristling form. Her voice shook, but her glare held firm.
"No need to fret," Renkai said, hands raised with a grin. "They're mine—security squad from Capsule Corp, my world. The Renkai Mecha Unit." His casual tone clashed with the group's dread, easing some but not all.
Bulma exhaled, nodding slowly. "Okay… I trust you're not here to kill us." The others relaxed—barely—eyes still darting to the Cells with unease.
Goku tilted his head, curious. "Why 'Renkai Mecha Unit' and not 'Cell Unit'?"
"Only three so far," Renkai replied, smirking. "But the fourth's coming soon." His gaze glinted, a promise of chaos.
Vegeta, Trunks, and Goku stiffened, catching the hint. The others frowned, puzzled—until the sky split with a roar. Perfect Cell descended, his 4.4 billion combat power a suffocating wave. "Goku! Gohan! Alive again—I felt it!" His voice thrummed with glee, eyes alight with battle lust. The Kaios shrank back, ignored, as Cell's focus locked on the fighters—then faltered.
He stared at Renkai's trio, shock cracking his smug mask. "What… are you? Gero's kin, like me?" Siru's perfection and Silu's primal echo mirrored his own stages, unnerving him.
Goku clenched his fists, Gohan stepping forward—ready to fight. But Renkai cut in. "Siru, can you take him?"
Siru bowed. "Lord Renkai, he's stronger—4.4 billion to my 4.2—but he's sloppy. Thirty seconds, I'll end it."
Renkai tapped his detector—Native Cell: 4.4 billion. Siru: 4.2 billion. Cell: 800 million. Silu: 200 million—and nodded. "Do it."
Cell sneered, stance widening—then froze, a guttural cry escaping as Siru's telekinesis—Chiaotzu's legacy—clamped him tight. Pain seared his frame, but his power edged Siru's; freedom was seconds away. "Pathetic trick—"
"Solar Flare!" Silu and Cell shouted in unison, blinding light erupting. Cell howled, hands clawing at his eyes. "Despicable—I'll crush you!" Siru released the hold, flashing forward as Cell flailed, energy surging in his fist.
"Magic Flash!" A qigong wave roared, shearing Cell's head clean off. It thudded to the dirt, body staggering.
"Watch out!" Trunks yelled. "He'll regenerate!"
No need—Siru struck again, hand brushing Cell's twitching form. Rabbit cells activated, shrinking the android into a green-and-black carrot. Siru hefted it, resisting the urge to devour, and turned. "Lord Renkai, victory is yours."
Silu and Cell drooled, eyes locked on the prize, but Renkai's nod held them back. "Well done," he said, pride sharp. He summoned his Piccolo Daimao clone, its egg hatching a green imp—combat power 10. "You're Selu," he named it.
The group gaped, Kaios whispering. "What's he doing?" Goku and Vegeta lit up as Renkai swapped to a Ginyu clone—body-switching mastery unveiled. Cell's core shifted to Selu; the original, trapped in the imp, lunged to flee—only for Siru's qigong blast to reduce it to cinders.
"Welcome to the Renkai Mecha Unit," Siru said to Selu, who bowed beside them. Selu: 200 million (first stage). Renkai mused aloud, "One more, and it's the Sharut Team."
King Kai exhaled, relief flooding him. "Cell's gone—only BoJack's gang left!"
"Find them fast," the Eastern Kai urged, voice tight.
"No need," Renkai said, grinning at the Kaios. "They'll come to you—revenge drives them straight here." The air thickened, vengeance a distant rumble on the cosmic horizon.
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