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In an instant, Super Broly erupted with an unprecedented surge of power.
At that same moment, the device restraining his energy shattered and fell away.
Paragus stood in the same place he had landed with a dumbfounded expression on his face, staring at the scene before him. The remote control in his hand exploded into pieces.
"It's broken..." Paragus muttered in thought.
While he was still dazed, he suddenly felt a heat from above his head.
Mechanical noises began pouring into his ears causng him to instinctively turn his head.
Frieza's spaceship was circling in the sky. Moments later, it descended.
Hissss—!
Steam and mechanical hissing filled the air as Frieza stepped out gracefully, twisting his body as he emerged.
"Lord Frieza!" Paragus bowed deeply.
"Ho ho ho, Lord Paragus...has it already begun?" Frieza gazed off into the distance, his eyes fixed on Super Broly, who was engaged in a fierce battle with the Mini-Cells.
"Reporting to Lord Frieza, yes," Paragus replied. "However, it seems Vegeta isn't here."
Hearing this, Frieza closed his eyes and carefully sensed Vegeta's Ki.
"Hm. Indeed, he's not on Earth."
"My apologies, Lord Paragus. It seems the information was wrong..."
Suddenly, Frieza's eyes snapped open.
"There don't seem to be any troublesome opponents on Earth at the moment..." A cold gleam flashed in his eyes.
Behind him, Sorbet stepped forward in agreement. "Lord Frieza, perhaps we should seize this opportunity to occupy Earth?"
Frieza chuckled. "Ho ho ho, Lord Sorbet, that's an excellent suggestion. But for now, let's enjoy watching Broly's battle."
Meanwhile, elsewhere...
Sweat dripped down Piccolo's forehead. As expected, Frieza had indeed been resurrected. Piccolo kept his attention locked on Frieza's every move. If Frieza were to strike, Earth would surely be doomed.
At last, his tense brows loosened slightly.
The Namekian quickly connected with Dende at the Lookout via telepathy.
[Dende! Use your telepathy to contact Elder Moori. Tell him to have Goku and the others return immediately! At the Lookout, Dende suddenly nodded.
[I understand, Piccolo Ojisan!]
Just as Piccolo was about to cut the link, the old Kami within Dende spoke up.
"[Piccolo, don't you want to reunite with me?"] the old Kami asked.
It wasn't the first time he had suggested such an idea. Though he had already merged with Dende, separation was still possible.
There were two ways:
First, by using the Dragon Balls.
The second way was through Trunks' Spirit Separation technique.
Piccolo gritted his teeth. He had long since fallen behind the Saiyans' training pace and had been reduced to little more than support.
Now, whenever Earth faced danger, his first thought wasn't to fight but to call Goku and the others. He knew that even if he merged with the old Kami again, his power still wouldn't measure up to the Saiyans'.
Hmph! I'll think about it, old man!"
The old Kami replied, "I know what you're worried about. In truth, after I fused with Dende, we upgraded Shenron. If you agree to reunite with me, you can use Shenron to unlock your hidden potential. But the condition is that you and I must become one again."
Just as Piccolo was about to respond, a storm suddenly swirled up before him.
Super Broly's clash with the Mini-Cells was growing fiercer.
The shockwaves of the battle were already reaching Piccolo.
"Heh, not bad. But you're still a bit beneath us!" One of the Mini-Cells sneered.
In the next moment, however, something utterly unbelievable happened. Broly, who had seemed as immovable as stone, suddenly appeared right in front of his opponent.
BOOM!
With a single punch, he sent his opponent flying.
The savage beast had awakened! A strange green light spread around him like wildfire.
Several of the Mini-Cells were drawn in by the overwhelming aura that Super Broly had suddenly unleashed.
Piccolo clenched his fists tightly on the sidelines, but there was nothing he could do to help.
"Hey, you guys! Hurry up and fuse!" Piccolo shouted at the Mini-Cells.
The Mini-Cells glanced at each other, then looked at the one that had just been knocked away.
One of them sneered. "Fuse? Instead of that, we've thought of something far more fun."
They exchanged mischievous looks and wicked smiles. Piccolo was baffled, as he was unable to guess what the creatures were planning.
But in that split second, Super Broly was already upon them.
Now in his Great Ape humanoid state, a torrent of energy gathered in his mouth. The next moment, his massive body flashed across the sky at blinding speed.
"No time left! Do it now!" Piccolo urged.
Yet the Mini-Cells showed no fear. In a flash, two of them lined up side by side and struck a pose they had once scorned as unbearably ridiculous—
The Fusion Dance.
With synchronized, exaggerated steps, the two called out together: "Fuuuu — sion!"
Brilliant light erupted from their bodies.
At the same time, the other two Mini-Cells mirrored their movements. In the blink of an eye, two fused Mini-Cells appeared on the vast, snow-covered plain.
"I am neither Mini-Cell nor..." ×2
They both paused dramatically.
"Anyway! We're the ones who will defeat you!" ×2
"I'm Merged Mini-Cell #1!"
"And I'm Merged Mini-Cell #2!"
"Big guy! Take our attacks head-on!" ×2
Their bodies flashed as they charged toward Super Broly. After fusing, their power had turned the tide once again.
Super Broly's fists thundered through the air with blow after blow, yet each one was intercepted and parried by the two Merged Mini-Cells.
The three of them clashed furiously in midair, locked in a brutal contest.
Fusion has always amplified the abilities of Namekians.
However, the effect varied. When Piccolo and the old Kami, who were once one being, refused, the increase was tremendous.
However, the Mini-Cells weren't purely Namekian; their bloodlines were mixed. For them, fusion yielded a far greater boost than simple Namekian unification.
"Number One, this guy's not that tough after all."
"Yeah, I think so too."
The merged Mini-Cells handled Super Broly with surprising ease, growing more confident and even cocky in their movements.
Piccolo, watching, couldn't deny his astonishment. He had never imagined that the Mini-Cells would resort to fusion.
After all, they had once mocked that very dance. But seeing them now, the wrinkles on Piccolo's forehead eased a little.
Perhaps, just perhaps, these two might actually defeat Super Broly.
Yet, the fused pair had already begun to toy with him.
Piccolo shouted furiously, "Idiots! Your fusion is only temporary! Finish this quickly!"
"Aw, come on, Piccolo Ojisan! Don't rush us! We're about to win anyway," Merged Mini-Cell #1 grumbled irritably.
...
Meanwhile, Frieza stood calmly, observing the fierce clash between the three fighters.
Then, his eyes turned toward Paragus.
"Lord Paragus, is this all Broly has? If this is all he has, I must admit...it's rather disappointing. I recall that you Saiyans surpass your limits when enraged. Is that not so?"
(End of Chapter)