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Sengoku stared at the screen, his voice heavy with disbelief. "Majin Buu screaming through the fabric of ti and space—that power is already beyond our wildest imagination!"
"If that power were unleashed outside," Duanmu Yan added, his eyes narrowing as he calculated the scale of destruction, "it wouldn't just be Earth or the solar system. I estimate the entire galaxy, and even the supercluster it belongs to, would be obliterated. Even if soone told Majin Buu had the power to destroy the universe itself, I would believe it!"
Lufa, the commander of the Ares expedition, felt a rare chill. "Ares technology allows for ti travel, but to tear a hole directly in reality like Majin Buu did? Even if our civilization were a million tis stronger, we couldn't achieve such a feat."
This was a force many tis more terrifying than the Shura Armor. Akira, watching the broadcast with the tactical focus of a transmigrator, realized the sheer scale of the gap. If he held even one ten-thousandth of Buu's strength, the Shura Armor would cease to be a tool and beco a limiter. Forget a King Pierre; he could overthrow the Universal King himself.
"The problem now," Zhang Chulan noted, "is that Majin Buu has escaped, but Piccolo and Gotenks are still trapped. Piccolo destroying the Hyperbolic Ti Chamber entrance really hard himself and the boys. It's all Gotenks's fault for playing around!"
Krillin's face went dark as the video shifted perspective. "The video shows Master Roshi, myself, and the others encountering Majin Buu on the lookout. He said he was hungry... our fate is pretty obvious."
Krillin felt a pang of despair. He had escaped being turned into a snack the first ti, but there would be no third chance. Before, Vegeta had saved them, but now, there was no one left to stand in the way. Master Roshi, Yamcha, Android 18, and even little Marron—everyone was in danger.
Back in the void of the shattered Chamber, Piccolo's voice was desperate. "Now we can only hope Gotenks's trump card is strong enough to let us escape. Otherwise, before Gohan finishes his training with the Old Kai, Majin Buu will destroy countless planets. And we will be trapped in this silence forever."
Countless viewers across the Wanjie Multiverse prayed that the boy's secret weapon would work. Inside the Chamber, Piccolo and Gotenks were screaming at the top of their lungs, trying to mimic Buu's feat. But tearing the dinsions wasn't about volu; it was about the density of one's Ki.
"No choice," Gotenks finally muttered, his playful deanor vanishing. "I have to use my real trump card."
He let out a primal roar, and the atmosphere began to vibrate. A dazzling golden light erupted from his body, flooding the white void. His golden hair began to grow at an impossible rate, surging down his back.
"Haaah!!!"
As the blinding aura receded, Piccolo stood paralyzed. Gotenks now possessed long, golden hair reaching his waist, and his brow had beco heavy and ridge-like, his eyebrows completely gone. It was the unmistakable, overwhelming form of Super Saiyan 3.
"Su... Super Saiyan 3!" Piccolo gasped. He had seen Goku achieve this form, but to see a fused child reach such heights was staggering.
The reaction across the dinsions was instantaneous.
"Super Saiyan 3! It's really happened!" Sengoku shouted.
Garp leaned forward, his eyes wide. "Are kids these days all so fierce? Gohan hit Super Saiyan 2 at nine, and now Gotenks just jumps straight to level three?"
"I suspected it," Kurosaki Ichigo remarked, "but seeing it actually happen is still insane."
Zhang Chulan shook his head. "Son Goten is seven, Trunks is eight. They're younger than Gohan was against Cell, yet they hold this much power? It's terrifying."
"It's a bit different," Zhang Zhiwei countered calmly. "They are fused. You can't compare a fused entity to an individual. But even so, the talent is outrageous."
Kakashi watched the screen with a focused gaze. "They only saw Goku transform twice, right? Once via Babidi's crystal ball and once in person. They learned a transformation that transcends worlds just by seeing it once?"
This talent surpassed even the Sharingan. While the Uchiha could replicate ninjutsu, Super Saiyan 3 was a biological and spiritual peak that outweighed all the jutsu in the shinobi world combined.
Yamcha couldn't help but stir the pot. "So, Goku has Super Saiyan 3. Goten and Trunks have it when fused. Gohan is about to beco 'Mystic.' The question is... which Saiyan is the weakest now?"
Though he didn't say the na, the Saiyan Prince's expression beca murderous. Inside his gravity ship, Vegeta's pride was crumbling.
"So after all this, I've beco the weakest?" Vegeta snarled, his Ki flickering dangerously. At the start of this record, he was second only to Kakarot. Now, his rival was ahead, Gohan was surpassing him, and even the "brats" held more power in their fused state. He was the Prince of all Saiyans, yet he was being left in the dust.
Frieza, sensing the opportunity, chid into the multiversal chat. "@Vegeta, tell us, which Saiyan is the weakest now?"
"Frieza, shut your mouth!" Vegeta barked back. "Even if I'm the weakest of my kin, I can still erase you with one finger. In the Cell Saga, you were a worm. In this era, you aren't even worth stepping on!"
"Very well," Frieza replied, his tone cold. "But that is the 'you' in the future video. What does that have to do with the you of right now? When I find you, I'll make sure you suffer for that tongue."
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