A sharp crack echoed through the arena as Bardock rolled his shoulders, dispelling the lingering phantom sensation of the Cataclysmic Orb which he effortlessly shook off in the last chapter.
He closed his eyes, not in meditation, but in predatory focus. Then, a roar ripped from his throat, a sound that shook the very foundations of the Multiverse - the primal scream of unleashed power, of Absolute Ultra Instinct.
Even the Grand Priest, witness to countless cosmic events, flinched and smiled with pride in awe at the raw intensity of the Saiyan's aura of a power even he can't achieve.
Beerus stared, his mind reeling. He hadn't even touched Bardock. "Impossible..." he whispered, his voice barely audible above the thrumming energy that now permeated the arena.
"How...how can a mortal possess such power?" A desperate grin, a mask of bravado, twisted his features. "No matter," he rasped, his voice laced with false confidence. "I will crush you. I will unleash my..."
Bardock cut him short, his voice dripping with contempt. "Empty threats from a broken god. How tiresome." A chilling smile, devoid of any warmth, spread across his face. "Perhaps it's time you witnessed true power, Beerus. The power of a Saiyan who has surpassed even the gods themselves."
The very air vibrated as Bardock unleashed a torrent of energy, a wave of raw power that washed over the Multiverse, leaving the assembled deities in stunned silence. Zeno, his eyes wide with childlike wonder, instinctively raised his arms to shield himself from the gale-force winds that now buffeted the arena.
Beerus braced himself, his combined Ultra Ego and Ultra Instinct stance a desperate attempt to withstand the onslaught. But it was futile. The Saiyan's power was overwhelming, a force of nature that shattered his defenses in an instant. He's...he's beyond anything I could have imagined. This power...it's...divine. A thrill, sharp and exhilarating, shot through Beerus. This wasn't defeat. This was...liberation.
He didn't even attempt to shield himself. He simply stood there, letting the full force of Bardock's power wash over him, his eyes closed, a serene smile playing on his lips.
"He's...worthy. Truly worthy" beerus thought, Bardock's roar of dominance echoed in his ears, not as a threat, but as a promise. The promise of a new era. The promise of...freedom.
AHHHHHHH!" Bardock's roar was not merely a sound, but a physical force, a shockwave of pure energy that ripped through the arena. Beerus, caught in the maelstrom, was hurled back as if struck by a cosmic hammer.
Desperately, he clawed at the ground, digging his fingers into the very fabric of the arena, his body a rigid anchor against the overwhelming tide of the Saiyan's power.
A god...reduced to this...blown away like a leaf in a hurricane... The humiliation burned, a searing brand upon his pride. Never, in his millennia of existence, had he felt so utterly.... powerless against an opponent and he liked that feeling the feeling that an opponent is finally stronger than him.
The transformation was complete. Bardock stood at the epicenter of the storm he had unleashed, his form radiating an aura of pure, unadulterated power.
His hair, a storm of spikes, erupted with the raw energy of a supernova. The golden aura that enveloped him pulsed with the might of an awakened god, a tangible embodiment of the absolute ultra instinct.
His eyes, now blazing silver, pierced the very fabric of reality, able to gaze into the heart of the void itself. The air crackled with the power of the divine, blue and yellow lightning dancing around his incandescent aura, a symphony of light and raw energy that heralded the coming of a force beyond mortal comprehension.
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