Chapter 67: The Dark Dragon Ball and the Controlled Broly
"The darkness inside here is truly dense!"
"Hmph… The rest of them were all taken by those guys!" Chamel rolled his eyes, feeling he would have a hard time explaining this to Demigra.
"I can't let this go. I'm leaving!" Lin Qi glanced indifferently at Gohanks, thought for a moment, and left a message.
"You should head back and tell Chronoa that Mechikabura's Dragon Balls are almost completely gathered!"
"What…? Isn't there still one left to collect?" Gohanks' eyes widened in shock.
"They've had the last one for a while. Go back and have Chronoa figure out my location. Maybe we'll cross paths again!"
With those words, Lin Qi's figure vanished before Gohanks and Chamel.
"What about you?" Gohanks turned to Chamel, wanting to hear his thoughts.
Chamel ignored him entirely. Gripping his staff, he stepped into the black hole.
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Dark Demon Realm, Core Area
On a high throne sat the withered and aged Dark King, Mechikabura, who stretched out his hand, looking at Towa and Salsa below.
"What do you think would happen if we used the Dark Dragon Ball for brainwashing?" Mechikabura asked with a sinister smile.
As his words fell, the sound of chains rubbing against each other echoed from a shadowy corner.
Beneath the layers of chains was a towering figure with the final Dragon Ball embedded in his chest.
Broly! Wearing a dark mask!
"Towa, what do you think?" Mechikabura directly called out to Towa, who was kneeling on one knee with Salsa.
"Show me how well you've mastered the power of the Demon God!"
"Yes, Lord Mechikabura!" Towa responded respectfully. She then turned to Broly, whose chains were being undone, raising the magic staff in her hand.
This was a task entrusted to her by Lord Mechikabura himself!
Towa waved her staff, unleashing countless streams of black energy that swept toward Broly, penetrating his body.
The Dark Dragon Ball parasitized in Broly's chest emitted a faint, eerie glow.
"Ahhh…"
A roar resounded as the chains binding Broly trembled violently. As he struggled to stand, the chains snapped one by one.
Broly's massive figure came into full view, his muscular body exuding overwhelming power.
The boundless energy surrounding him caused waves of force to surge wildly, shaking the area.
"It seems controlling him with Demon God energy alone is still difficult…" Salsa leapt to Mechikabura's side and commented.
"Hmm… His energy is indeed fascinating. It's also increasing continuously," Mechikabura said, resting his chin on one hand.
"Paragus…" Towa murmured, and an elderly figure stepped out of the shadows in the distance.
It was Broly's father, Paragus, now wearing a black eye mask, evidently also under control.
"Broly, calm down! Lady Towa is amplifying your power; maintain your energy stability!" Paragus ordered coldly.
"F… Father…" Hearing Paragus' voice, Broly seemed to quiet down slightly, though his massive frame still trembled under immense pain.
At this critical moment, just as everything seemed to be proceeding smoothly—
"Swish!"
Lin Qi suddenly appeared in midair, sensing the remnants of Towa's energy. He looked at the trio below and smirked coldly.
The pent-up frustration in his heart had found the perfect outlet.
"Broly…"
"Kakarot is here!"
At these words, Broly, who had barely calmed down for less than a minute, exploded like a fire igniting gasoline.
"Kakarot… Ahhh!"
"Who's there?" The Dark Masked King behind Mechikabura shouted as the situation shifted.
"Is it the Time Patrol?" Salsa frowned in confusion. "How did he get here?"
"Crack!"
Amid Broly's roars, his dark mask began to show cracks under the surge of power, as if unable to withstand the strain.
"Damn… Kakarot!"
Completely consumed by rage, Broly lashed out. Towa didn't even have time to swing her staff before his fist was already upon her.
Dodging hastily, Towa barely avoided the blow.
"Boom!"
Broly's powerful punch created a massive crater upon impact, with countless cracks spreading across the surrounding ground.
The loud noise caused a large chunk of Broly's mask to shatter and fall, revealing his bloodthirsty left eye.
"This is bad…" Towa leapt into the air, pulling away from Broly. She stared at the broken mask pieces on the ground, her heart racing.
If Lord Mechikabura found out she couldn't even handle this task, how could she face Putine's constant mockery?
"Hurry up and suppress him!" Towa ordered Paragus, who was standing helplessly nearby.
"Yes…" Paragus, sweating profusely, cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted, "Stop, Broly! Cease your attack!"
"If this continues—"
Before Paragus could finish, Broly's fist struck his face.
"Bang!"
Caught off guard, Paragus was sent flying, spitting saliva midair before landing hard on the ground.
"Damn it… His combat power is still rising!" Towa gritted her teeth and rushed forward, realizing Paragus was useless.
"Heh…" Lin Qi floated in midair, arms crossed, watching indifferently. "Broly has always been this impressive!"
As a non-combatant magic user, Towa struggled to endure Broly's relentless attacks, even as she used her Demon God energy to evade.
In a battered state, Towa retreated once more, panting as she hovered in the air. "This guy is a monster…"
Broly lunged at Towa again. Paragus, still under control, tried to intervene, but his luck had run out.
In his berserk state, Broly was a force of destruction, attacking indiscriminately.
"Bang!"
Unable to resist, Paragus was struck and sent flying into a black hole behind him. The mask he wore cracked as well, signaling his loss of control.