After the five little Cells assimilated, Super Perfect Cell made his appearance.
"Boss, it's time to knock that arrogant attitude down a peg. I didn't expect this guy to just blurt out his own goal. He's really full of himself. Let me see whose body he stole, I want to know what kind of face is hiding under that black robe."
Super Perfect Cell looked eager to get started.
Trunks replied, "I don't think he swapped bodies. I can't sense Zamasu's aura from him. But if you want to do it, go ahead. I'm curious to see who he really is too. If necessary, I'll step in."
Those words from Trunks were basically all the backing Super Perfect Cell needed. But at that moment, the Man in Black spread his hands.
"Heh. The initiative is in my hands. You'll only get the chance to fight me if I feel like fighting you. For example, right now, I don't feel like it."
Super Perfect Cell frowned in confusion, then quickly sneered. "Oh? Are you scared?"
The Man in Black repeated the word with a chuckle. "Scared? What a joke. The word doesn't exist in my dictionary. What I mean is... are you sure there are only three people here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly hurled an energy ball toward a distant snow-covered mountain. Then he shot forward like a bolt of lightning, instantly arriving in front of the mountain just as it exploded into countless fragments.
A ripple appeared in space. The distortion spread outward in all directions and soon reached Trunks. At that moment, Trunks looked behind him, and witnessed something unbelievable.
Everything around him had stopped moving. The falling snow, the freezing wind, even the debris from the collapsed mountain hanging in midair had frozen completely. Not only that, but even Super Perfect Cell had become motionless.
The bizarre scene made Trunks immediately suspect that the Man in Black had used some technique to freeze everything in the area. But after quickly looking around, he realized something was wrong and dismissed the idea.
The Man in Black, who had just been acting so aggressively, was frozen as well. Who would get caught in their own technique? The whole thing felt incredibly strange.
Trunks slowly walked over to Super Perfect Cell and waved a hand in front of his face, but there was no reaction at all.
Without wasting another second, Trunks flashed forward and appeared beside the Man in Black. He threw a punch without hesitation, the blow cutting through the air as it drove straight toward the man's stomach.
But in the very next second, something completely unexpected happened. His fist passed straight through the Man in Black's body as if there were nothing there.
Yet strangely, the seemingly powerful attack caused no damage whatsoever. Even the scene he expected, sending the Man in Black flying with a single punch, never happened.
Trunks' eyes widened in shock and confusion. 'What's going on here?'
Just as he was trying to make sense of the bizarre situation, a powerful sense of danger suddenly struck from behind. Relying on the battle instincts he had honed through countless fights, Trunks reacted instantly.
He spun around and kicked off the ground, rolling away several times at high speed. After the series of swift movements, he landed with one hand braced against the ground, palm down, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.
Then he saw it. The Man in Black whom he had been unable to knock away earlier was now lying on the ground in a miserable heap.
Trunks felt a chill run through him. If he hadn't reacted in time just now, the one lying there might have been him instead.
'(This space is seriously strange. One thing's for sure, this isn't the tournament arena. I thought the guy from Universe 10 had used some kind of technique, but it looks like he's a victim too. But why can I move while he and Cell can't? Those hands that sent the Universe 10 guy flying just now appeared out of nowhere, didn't they? They seem somewhat similar to Janemba's abilities.)'
Before Trunks could finish thinking, a hand suddenly reached out from behind him again. The corner of Trunks' eye caught the movement. This time, he had no intention of dodging.
Whoosh!
A burst of golden light spread out as Trunks transformed into Super Saiyan 4. He spun around instantly and threw a punch.
Boom!
Ripples spread through the strange space one after another, and the hand gradually faded away.
"Who are you?! Get out here! Stop hiding! If you don't come out, I have every reason to tear this entire place apart!" Trunks raised his voice and issued a warning.
But to his surprise, the other party showed no intention of giving in. Those mysterious hands began moving again, and Trunks had already noticed them from the corner of his eye.
"Stubborn fool!"
The hands launched another sneak attack.
Whoosh!
The Golden Domain expanded. Following the direction of the hands' aura, Trunks turned toward them.
With lightning-fast speed, he reached out his arm. This time, he wasn't planning to clash head-on; instead, he concentrated his energy on his hands. In the next instant, the image of those hands was reflected in his eyes. They were purple hands.
A sharp smile appeared on Trunks' face, his eyes gleaming with determination. "So you're forcing me to drag you out myself, huh?!"
Whoosh!
Super Saiyan 4 Full Power activated instantly. Locking onto the hands with perfect precision, Trunks grabbed them with both of his own.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!"
With a thunderous roar, he poured all of his power into his arms. His body spun in a full circle, stirring wave after wave of distortions throughout the space, all the while keeping his eyes fixed on those hands.
At that very moment, the seemingly ordinary purple hands suddenly began trembling violently out of control.
Having watched them closely the entire time, Trunks immediately caught the subtle change, and a warning bell rang in his mind. Judging by the reaction, whoever owned those hands had clearly fallen into a state of panic.
Seeing this, Trunks didn't hesitate. He pushed even more power into his arms and exerted all his strength.
"GET OUT HERE!!!"
The entire space seemed to shake with his roar. Then, in the very next second, something unexpected happened. A transparent vortex filled with strange light suddenly appeared in the air.
As the vortex became clearer and larger, the owner of those hands could no longer remain hidden. Dragged out by Trunks through sheer brute force, the figure was forcibly pulled into view.
(End Of This Chapter)
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