blogombal Chapter 846 The Chronicle of Time Incident: Midway Through His Life!
Chapter 846 The Chronicle of Time Incident: Midway Through His Life!
Chapter 846 The Chronicle of Time Incident: Midway Through His Life!
"Broly, or two of them?!"
"No, the smaller one is fake. It should be a statue I made before. I can feel the power of my talisman within it."
"What are you doing in hell?"
The elder brother of the demons, the Moon Demon Zhou Lan, spoke up and asked.
"I'm just using this place to stretch my legs."
Broly released Westwood, and Westwood, freed from his control, flew back to his brothers and sisters like a frightened sparrow.
"Please make yourself at home, sir. We won't disturb you any longer."
Zhou Lan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the other party wasn't there to beat up their demons, it didn't matter.
"Thank you. Also, my master doesn't want you to go outside, understand?"
Broly thanked them and then gave a warning to the group of demons.
"Of course, even if we wanted to escape hell, there's not much we could do, is there?!"
A group of demons smiled obsequiously. Faced with the real monster, they dared not openly say that they wanted to send the Holy Lord's soul outside Hell to search for the Book of Time and rewrite history.
"Since that's the case—" Seeing that these demons were so sensible, Broly waved his hand, threw some food in front of them, and said directly, "Take this food and go eat somewhere further away. Don't disturb our battle here."
The demons looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Thanks!"
The mountain demon Bo Gang was the first to respond, grabbing a pile of food and running away into the distance.
The other demons realized what was happening and followed suit.
"Alright, it's time for us to begin."
Broly stretched his limbs, turned on the live stream in the group chat, and charged towards the fake version of himself.
The fake Broly punched him, but the moment they made contact, he was sent flying by Broly's powerful punch.
"Don't be careless. My strength now is on a different level than when I fought you before."
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Broly didn't give chase; instead, he offered a word of advice.
"Snap—"
The floating rock block that had been struck in Hell split open, and the injury on Fake Broly's fist was quickly healed. He nodded and immediately began to gather his energy.
Enveloped in a powerful aura, he vanished from his spot in the next instant, launching a swift counterattack.
Broly raised his right arm, and with a loud bang, the fake Broly's whip kick struck it. The ground beneath his feet couldn't withstand the force transmitted and cracked open.
"Good. I'll gradually increase my speed and strength. Remember to keep up."
As Broly spoke, he threw a punch at the fake Broly who was still recovering from the attack.
"Boom!"
The whistling wind of the punch shattered the unfortunate floating rock, and Fake Broly's tail hooked onto his wrist, allowing him to dodge.
The sound of "da da da" rang out, and the two, one big and one small, immediately began an exceptionally fierce attack and defense. Unlike the situation where his father and three subordinates couldn't keep up with his fighting strength after just a little effort, the fake version of himself in his childhood form was able to keep up with his ever-increasing strength and speed.
"Big brother, are we just going to stand by and watch?"
Thunder Demon Zhong Su, watching the fierce battle, couldn't help but ask his elder brother Zhou Lan a question.
"What, you want to fight?"
The Moon Demon turned his head and squinted at his younger brother who had just shocked him with lightning.
"If Broly doesn't die, even if we brothers and sisters manage to get out, won't we be sealed back in?"
These words silenced the demons. They had only been thinking about how to escape from hell, forgetting that there was a monster outside that was far more terrifying than them.
"His power is terrifying. Even at our peak, we were beaten back to hell. Do you really think you can kill him?"
In response to Zhou Lan's question, Zhong Su grinned: "If he had come to Hell alone, I don't think we could have killed him. But he came with others, and the creations of the Holy Lord Rat Talisman that came with him even fought with him. That's our chance—"
Zhong Su paused for a moment, and after the surrounding demons looked over, he said seriously to them, "Brothers and sisters, I have a thunder magic that can cause extremely terrifying damage as long as the magic power is sufficient. I want to wait for that monster to show a weakness and then deliver a fatal blow to him."
While Broly was engaged in fierce combat, the demons were plotting how to kill him. However, the suggestion from the lightning demon Soviet to use magic to condense a killing move made the other demons somewhat worried, as the shadow Broly had cast on them was still too great.
That was a monster, a monster far more terrifying than the Eight Immortals.
"Why don't we take advantage of the fact that he's not paying attention to us, and secretly send the Holy Lord to Earth to find the Book of History, so we can rewrite history?"
"It's very simple. That guy is not a being of our world, so the power of the Book of Time probably cannot affect him."
As long as he's around, after history is rewritten, he'll probably become the one used by righteousness to retaliate against us. As long as we don't get rid of him, our escape will only be temporary.
The demons were secretly plotting, and they quickly reached a consensus: to help China and the Soviet Union unleash a terrifyingly powerful attack while waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Broly.
The opportunity arrived soon after. The moment the fake Broly's hair turned golden and he transformed into a Super Saiyan, kicking the real Broly away, the Thunder Demon Zhongsu immediately made his move. A terrifying lightning spear was thrown out, instantly reaching the real Broly's back. Accompanying this were the attacks of other demons, each using deadly moves, hoping to catch the monster Broly off guard and kill him in one fell swoop.
Apart from the fact that the Holy Lord, now a soul, was unable to act, the attacks of the other six demons converged at one point, resulting in an extremely terrifying explosion.
"Did it work?"
A shockwave rippled through the air, blasting all the surrounding hellish rocks into dust. The demons gazed hopefully at the billowing smoke and dust at the epicenter of the explosion.
Although the strongest demon among them, Brother Zhou Lan, once used the more powerful [Falling Moon] technique to attack Broly, he still failed to kill him. However, he believed that the attack's wind-up was too long and Broly was able to counter it, which is why he failed.
Now, however, a sneak attack has a chance of success. Unfortunately, the law of "no harm from smoke" seems to still apply in this hellish world.
"Do you think there's nothing fun in hell, and you want to join my battle to get your bodies moving?"
Broly's ordinary clothes were blown apart in the center of the back, but there was no visible injury on his back beneath the tear. He looked directly at the six demons who had suddenly attacked him and asked them directly.
"Would you believe me if I said that my siblings and I were just playing a little joke on you?"
Sky Demon Ximu awkwardly withdrew his hand that had just launched the attack, hid it behind his back, and cautiously asked the question.
"Yes, it was just a joke!"
The other demons nodded in agreement, completely surprised that their group of demons, after launching a sneak attack with deadly moves, hadn't even managed to break the opponent's skin.
"Just kidding, huh? I believe you. But, since you've played a little joke on me, I'll play a little joke on you too."
Broly laughed as he raised his hand, and an energy blast expanded at an alarming speed.
"Your little jokes may not cause me any trouble, but I wonder if you guys can handle my little jokes?"
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Broly threw the energy blast at him.
"Run away~"
Once the demons realized what was happening, they immediately used their unique abilities. Zhou Lan controlled gravity to fly upwards, Bo Gang, despite his short legs, had thick skin and simply lay on the ground for defense, Di Kui used his burrowing technique, Ba Sha created a pool of water around her to envelop her body, and Zhong Su transformed into lightning, escaping into the distance with Xi Mu on the left and right.
However, when the energy blast Broly threw exploded, everyone, whether they were running away or defending, flying or burrowing underground, was instantly engulfed by the shockwave from the explosion.
A slight tremor occurred in this peculiar space of Hell. After the tremor subsided, the area in which Broly had thrown the energy blast was completely empty, devoid of not only demons but even the floating rocks that were ubiquitous in Hell. Against the dark red backdrop of Hell, it resembled a cloudless version of a fiery sunset.
"Should we continue?"
After Broly casually wiped out a group of ungrateful demons who had ambushed him, the fake Broly in his Super Saiyan form flew over to inquire about the situation.
"I fought, of course I fought, I haven't had enough fun yet—uh, I mean, I haven't fully mastered the power of my current body."
"Okay, but aren't you going to transform?"
The fake Broly nodded, but seeing that the real Broly had no intention of continuing to gather his energy and transform into a Super Saiyan, he couldn't help but ask.
"Unchanged. I feel that my current state is just right for me to fight against my past Super Saiyan self."
Seeing that the real Broly persisted, the fake Broly also became impolite, and began to mix energy blasts into his punches and kicks. The sound of energy blasts in the Hell dimension changed from "da da da" to "da boo da".
Now that the fight has gone on, Broly has also measured the limits of his current physical state, which is to be roughly equal to his previous self before he was fully developed and in his Super Saiyan form.
Of course, the advantage of an adult lies in its greater physical strength, while the advantage of a young adult lies in its greater agility.
If two equally matched opponents are to determine a winner, it will basically depend on who runs out of stamina first. However, for the fake Broly, with the twelve talismans protecting him, it is impossible for him to run out of stamina and collapse.
So, after Broly had fought enough and had his fill, he told the fake Broly to stop. He took out the dried pufferfish communicator his father had given him from the Crystal Palace space. Just as he was about to use it, he realized that he actually had a better way to communicate.
He opened the Crystal Palace panel, clicked on the group chat room, and told his wives that after the battle, he would directly initiate a private chat with Xiaoyu.
Unfortunately, although Xiaoyu's energy was restored by the dog talisman, after watching the fight for most of the day, even though the offensive and defensive battles were exciting, she was also a bit visually fatigued. Half an hour ago, she went back to her room to catch up on sleep while yawning.
The pufferfish communicator still came in handy. After waking up from his afternoon nap, the old man opened the gates of hell from the outside and brought the two who had finished their fight in hell out.
Only after the real and fake Broly left Hell did Shendu's soul emerge.
He looked back at his brothers and sisters, who, like himself, were now only souls, with a hint of schadenfreude.
The immortal demon resides in the black mist; as long as the black mist in the world persists, the demon will never die.
Of course, physical death is another matter entirely.
"Hahaha, this is really good karma. You guys shattered my body and turned me into a soul, but now you're just like me."
"Holy Lord, stop gloating. Even if only souls remain, we still have six, while you only have one."
Upon seeing the menacing looks on his six brothers' and sisters' souls, the Holy Lord quickly suppressed his gloating expression.
"Hey, brothers and sisters, don't do this. The guy who caused your physical deaths wasn't me—"
With just one sentence, the Holy Lord turned the gazes of the other demon souls toward Zhong Su. Without a doubt, Zhong Su, the one who instigated the attack on Broly, became the new target of bullying among a group of demons.
"Alright, brothers and sisters, I think we still need to think about how to escape from hell!"
After the Holy Lord had taught the souls of the Chinese and Soviet people a lesson, he took the initiative to step in and defuse the situation.
"How are we supposed to escape? Broly, that monster, is right outside."
"The History of Time"
"Even if we find historical records and rewrite history, won't we still be defeated?"
"Even if we can have one good day, it's still better than staying in this hellish place forever, right?"
A group of demon souls gathered together and discussed the matter. The words of the sixth demon, Holy Lord, were quickly agreed upon by the other demons.
However, just as they were preparing to send a demon's soul to escape Hell in search of the Book of Time, a group of demons suddenly discovered that they, having lost their physical bodies, had lost the ability to send souls back to the human world.
"Ah, I see. Broly must have returned to his own world to restore the balance of Yin and Yang, which is why we couldn't return to the human world."
This time, he came again, causing the world's yin and yang to become unbalanced once more. The black energy made me think of the Book of Time as a way to escape hell.
Just before we were about to take action, Broly's decision to enter Hell restored the balance of Yin and Yang in the outside world.
Therefore, the actions we originally intended to take were interrupted, or even sabotaged.
"Ah, right, right, right." Zhong Su directly picked up the joke about the Holy Lord. With all the demon souls turning their heads and staring at him fiercely, Zhong Su shrank back and still defended his actions, saying, "I must have been blinded by righteousness to suggest killing Broly. And you guys must have been too, otherwise why would you have agreed?"
After a moment of contemplation, the group of demons nodded in agreement with the Sino-Soviet statement. They would never admit that they were foolish and ridiculous for challenging an enemy they could not possibly defeat.
"So what do we do now?"
Basha asked the Holy Lord, and as for why the Holy Lord, it was naturally because the Holy Lord was the most cunning and the most intelligent among the demons.
"Don't worry, my dear brothers and sisters. As long as Broly is still in this world and the balance of Yin and Yang is not maintained, the dark energy will find a way to get us out of this hellish place."
"Holy Lord, how can you be so sure that the dark energy will save us, instead of choosing a new representative for it?"
"Ha, you've all experienced Broly's monster strength. Do you think an ordinary Black Aura representative is enough to fight him?"
"To fight him, the Dark Qi will definitely stop at nothing, and we eight demons—cough, although there's that traitor Xiaofeng—are still the representatives at the top of the Dark Qi."
"But even if we get kicked out, we still can't possibly beat that monster Broly, can we?"
"Ha, are you stupid? Why would we go after Broly?"
"But if they send us out after the dark aura, isn't it just so we can deal with Broly?"
"Yes, but that's the Black Qi's business. All we need to do is betray the Black Qi after we leave Hell."
Who says demons can't be auspicious omens? When the time comes, we just need to cooperate with righteousness, like howling winds, and coast along.
It must be said that the Holy Lord is indeed very intelligent. However, what he doesn't know is that after fighting with his imposter self, Broly went to meet some other friends in this world, including Howling Wind and Sheriff Black, before returning directly to his own world.
The Yin and Yang forces of the adventure world were balanced again after he left, while the demons, including the Holy Lord, who were left with only their souls, waited bitterly in Hell, harboring the idea of stabbing the black energy in the back, hoping that one day the creatures manipulated by the black energy would be released from Hell.
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