The battlefield trembled beneath the clash of forces. Rudra stood unmoving, his chakra aura pulsating rhythmically, each wave stronger than the last. The ground beneath his feet glowed faintly red, cracks forming in concentric circles as if the earth itself was resonating with his Root Chakra.
Cell tilted his head slightly, watching with a mix of intrigue and amusement. "Interesting… so you've finally decided to get serious." He cracked his knuckles, his tone dripping with mock respect. "Then entertain me, Rudra."
Rudra said nothing. His eyes locked onto Cell, calm yet blazing with fierce intent.
The sky darkened as thunderclouds began to form overhead. The tension was suffocating—every being present could feel the shift in energy.
Dr. Gero sneered from afar, his cloak fluttering in the rising wind. "Let's see how long you can last against my masterpiece."
Cell smirked. "Let's begin, then."
In a blur of motion, the monster lunged forward—his claws slicing through the air. Rudra met his attack head-on, the sound of impact echoing like a thunderclap. Energy waves rippled outward, tearing through the debris and sending chunks of earth flying skyward.
The battle between Rudra and Cell had officially begun.
Meanwhile, far behind the main fight, the clones of Trunks and Gohan clashed fiercely with Androids 17 and 18. Blue and golden lights flashed across the battlefield as fists, kicks, and energy blasts collided in an endless storm.
Gohan blocked a punch from Android 18, countered with a flurry of hits, and kicked her back through a ruined wall. Trunks, on the other hand, parried 17's blows with his sword, sparks flying at every strike.
For the clones, every second mattered. Their time was running out.
But in that moment, they didn't care—they were living, breathing reflections of their real selves, fighting to protect their world.
Rudra, meanwhile, locked in combat with Cell, could feel the immense difference in raw power—but his chakra shield absorbed each strike like ripples on water. The Root Chakra's energy kept him grounded, connected to the very essence of life.
"You can regenerate, Cell," Rudra growled, blocking a punch and countering with a devastating kick to Cell's abdomen. "But even you can't escape what's coming next."
Cell wiped blood from his mouth and smirked. "You think this… primitive energy of yours can match me?"
"Primitive?" Rudra's voice deepened, echoing through the battlefield. "No, Cell. This is the root of existence itself!"
Their fists collided once more, creating an explosion that lit up the entire West City.
And above them, Dr. Gero watched with a twisted smile, recording every movement, every surge of chakra energy. "Yes… show me everything, Rudra. I'll use your power to create the next evolution."
But Rudra wasn't fighting for science, nor for glory.
He was fighting for time.
Every second he bought here meant more hours for the real Trunks and Gohan inside the Time Chamber—to grow, to train, to become the warriors who would one day surpass even him.
As the red aura around him flared brighter and brighter, Rudra whispered under his breath—his voice lost in the roar of battle—
"Two days… just two days more… and Earth will be ready."
The wind howled. The sky burned crimson. And the battle between Rudra and chaos raged on.
————————————
✨ Wanna Read More?
Join patreon.com/RJ_Multiverse
and unlock 50+ exclusive chapters before anyone else!