Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 246 A Saiyan Shows Up

As the time for the war approaches, Rick becomes more and more anxious.

He and Hubie are now in an area far away from the battlefield.

"Rick, are you worried that Jibril won't do anything?"

"Kind of."

"Don't worry, if she doesn't take action, we Ex-Machinas will take action when the time comes."

Hubie consoled.

"I know, but this way, there will inevitably be casualties among the Ex-Machinas."

"Ex-Machinas are just tools, machines."

Hubie answered.

"This is the commander [Einzig], who asked me to tell you something."

Riku forced a smile. The existence of Hubie made him realize that the Ex-Machinas were not machines or tools.

But the rules of the game he set did not allow anyone to die, which was an extremely unreliable thing.

As a weakling, he can only rely on the Ex-Machinas to control the situation on the battlefield. This is the reality.

"It doesn't matter. Each machine has a data backup. If the body is damaged, we can just create a new one."

Hubie hugged Rick, which made Rick feel better.

"The estimated time has come, and Jibril has not taken any action. Should we move the combat unit to the top of Avant Heim and launch a simulated air strike attack on the area surrounding the alliance of the Elfs and Dwarfs?"

The designer standing next to Riku asked.

"Wait, the Skywing species has emerged..."

Just as Riku was about to issue an order, a group of Flügel flew out of Avant Heim.

"I don't know why Master Artosh gave such a strange order, only allowing us to launch air strikes around the two major alliances?"

"Who knows? Maybe he wants to teach those ignorant creatures down there to be smart and leave."

The Flügel muttered to themselves as they lined up in the sky. The black energy of Skystrike emerged from under their wings and blasted towards the battlefields of the Elfs and Dwarfs like a meteor shower.

. . . .

"Lord Sinke, the Flügel have taken the lead in attacking us."

At the elf frontline, the observer hurriedly reported the situation to the commander beside him.

"Damn it, what's the situation with the Dwarves?"

The blond, plump, long-eared elf had a gloomy face, but she first asked about the situation on the goblin side.

If the Flügel only attacked the Elves, they would have to retreat immediately.

"The battlefield of the Dwarfs was also attacked by the Sky Strike."

The observer said quickly.

"Have all the legions prepared to release the Void Zeroth Art."

"Master Sinker Nilvalen, are we targeting the Dwarves?"

A female elf nearby asked.

“No, change your target and aim at Avant Heim above us!”

. . . .

"Lord Ronnie, should we fire our marrow bombs at the elves?"

“No, in a melee, the strongest one should be eliminated first. Change the target and aim at Avant Heim.”

Almost at the same time, on the goblin spaceship, Ronnie Drauunir, the commander of the goblins, also issued an order to change the aiming target of the marrow bomb.

"Lord Ronnie, are you going to fire all the marrow bombs? Are you not going to leave one for the elves?"

the adjutant asked.

“Who do you think our enemy is? Is it the Flügel? No, the enemy we are facing now is the War God Artosh, who is known as the strongest god behind the Flügel. If you hold back in front of him, do you think we will have a second chance to attack?”

"Then what about the elves..."

"No one knows Sinker Nilvalen better than me. That long-eared bastard is probably ready and waiting for us to make the first move."

Now that the Flügels have shown their hostility towards both sides, even if the Dwarves and Elves have a feud, they cannot risk annihilation to resolve their grievances at this time.

Ronnie Drauunir and Sink Nilvalen have fought for many years and know very well what kind of guy the commander of the opposing elves is. It can be said that he is a petty and vengeful bastard, but he definitely has the ability to make rational decisions.

"Since you are waiting for me to make the first move, I will make the first move. Listen to my command, fire all the marrow bombs!"

Ronnie looked at the elves' forest land warships below and gave an immediate order to attack.

. . . .

"All twelve of the Dwarfs' marrow bombs are fired, Master Sinker Nilvalen..."

"All warlocks, listen up! Activate the Void Protection Ritual Zero!"

Almost two seconds after the marrow bomb was launched, the elves followed up with the strongest attack of their own race.

However, under the pressure of the strongest god, these two feuding races launched a joint attack on the Skywing on the battlefield without reservation.

. . . .

Azrael was about to yawn, but she didn’t expect to see the attacks coming from both the elves and the dwarves, which immediately perked her up.

"How dare a mere lowly creature fight back?"

The order given to them by Lord Artosh was to cooperate with Jibril to launch a feint attack on the positions of the two major alliances, and if the two major alliances chose to retreat, let them leave.

but now……

"Let these inferior creatures see the power of God."

High in the sky, the Skywing species quickly formed a formation.

The wings spread out and connected to each other along the elven corridors in their bodies.

At this moment, this group of Skywings also possessed the ability to launch a divine attack.

"Divine strike."

As Azrael, the leader, said this, huge wings of light covered the entire sky.

What followed was a terrifying outpouring of spirit power, like light, engulfing the Marrow Bomb and the Void Zero Art together.

The three attacks merged into a small sun in the sky, and this small sun was heading towards the center of the confrontation area between the Dwarfs and the Elves.

"Is this the power of the God of War?"

Sink Nilvalen stared with his eyes wide open, looking at the little sun that seemed to be falling slowly but was actually falling quickly. He felt that his own God Mori was really useless. The Void Zero Protection Technique that he developed with His power was so easily swallowed up by the power of the God of War.

"Commander Ronnie, let's retreat."

The red alarm light on the goblin airship kept flashing, and the adjutant said to the commander at the bow.

"Retreat, where can we retreat to?"

Ronnie shook his head. When the attack failed, he knew it was over.

"Unless something unexpected happens, our airship will not be able to escape the explosion range before that thing falls. And with the power of condensed twelve pith bombs and other stronger forces, do you think we can withstand it?"

"Then Commander, what should we do now?"

"What else can I do? I'll just wait to die."

The goblin leader Ronnie Drauunir spread his hands, not because he was giving up but because he really was powerless, and said helplessly.

"Of course, we still have options."

"What choice?"

"We can choose how we die. I'm going to take off my spiritual equipment. Before that thing falls and kills me, I'm going to use the spell without the spiritual equipment first. I'll experience the situation that our ancestors often self-destructed because the spirit power in their bodies was over-strengthened by our own before they made the spiritual equipment. Explosion is an art. I've wanted to try it for a long time..."

The adjutant was somewhat desperate, as their commander had gone mad first.

【Traffic control】

Just as the goblin commander on the airship threw his precious spiritual clothing off the airship and was about to commit artistic death by self-destruction, the access control device that had been deployed on the battlefield was activated.

They changed the direction of the flow of elven power, deflecting the little sun falling from the sky to the southwest of the battlefield.

An unexpected event occurred, and the Ex-Machina's methods appeared on the battlefield, causing Ronnie Drauunir to stop his self-destruction.

Everyone began to use their own remote observation methods and saw the Ex-Machinas forming a formation in the sky far away, preparing to face the attack of the terrifying energy group.

"So, the ones behind this battle are the Ex-Machinas?" "When did those idiots change from being neutral to joining this war?"

Compared to the surprise of the Elves and Dwarves, the God of War understood something after seeing the Ex-Machinas forming a formation to prepare for the terrifying attack.

"I see, I want to use Ex-Machina to analyze and gather the powerful attacks from three parties, and then gain the ability to simulate such a powerful attack.

The purpose should not be to defeat me with this attack, but to destroy the planet itself, the spirit corridor of this planet..."

The God of War standing at the edge of Avant Heim suddenly smiled.

The planet's Elf Corridor was broken, and as a god born from the Elf Corridor, his power would also be greatly weakened.

If that weak opponent can grasp His [strongest] conceptual information, oh no, if the opponent can command the Ex-Machina, then he must have grasped His [strongest] conceptual information.

By then, it is estimated that a group of Ex-Machinas whose combined strength will not exceed His will come to besiege Him. Even if He is the strongest God, He may be forcibly replaced by a large group of Ex-Machinas if His Spiritual Power cannot be replenished.

This sense of crisis was something that even the End Dragon, who also had the title of the strongest in the past, had never given him. But this was exactly what Artosh wanted, an opponent who could truly kill him.

Even though his opponent, Riku, is an extremely weak human who cannot even use his spirit power, at this moment, the God of War looks squarely at this weakest challenger and regards Riku as his true opponent.

However, the God of War who saw through all of this did nothing, simply because He knew that no matter what he did now, it would be useless.

Based on the connection characteristics of the Ex-Machina, it is estimated that the opponent is hiding in an unknown place, preparing to simulate an attack through the planet under his feet after the Ex-Machina analyzes the powerful attack. Only after the spirit corridor of the planet is destroyed, it may appear in front of him.

In this regard, the God of War, who lacks omniscience, does not think he can stop this from happening. Instead of wasting energy searching for the opponent, it is better to absorb more spiritual power in the atmosphere.

At that time, it would depend on whether the Ex-Machinas that came to challenge him would defeat him, deprive him of his essence, or be completely eliminated by him.

. . . .

The energy ball that looked like a small sun flew very fast, and just when it was about to reach the front of the Ex-Machina, a group of Ex-Machina who had a heart said together: [We are tools, we are not lives, our sacrifice will not be regarded as breaking the rules of the game] When words like these were spoken, a terrifying green energy beam bombarded from a distance without any warning.

When it collided with the energy ball that looked like a small sun, it was useless at first, but as the green energy beam suddenly increased three times in thickness, the energy ball that looked like a small sun was forcibly pushed away.

As it flew, it was consumed by even more powerful energy, until it disappeared behind the hole in the dark clouds, like a reverse meteor, trailing a green energy tail.

The battlefield race personnel who were observing the situation here opened their mouths wide.

"What is that green beam of light coming from?"

Just as everyone was looking for the source of the green energy beam, Broly also flew in front of a group of Ex-Machinas and asked the Ex-Machina who had caught the underground burrowing animal for him, "Are you okay?"

The Ex-Machina being questioned was a little out of control and was silent for a while. After understanding the situation, he asked: "Sir Broly, why are you here?"

"I was sleeping, but was awakened by a sudden burst of air, so I flew over to check the situation..."

Broly explained the situation. His Chi perception was disturbed by the presence of elves everywhere, but the fighting here was so horrific that it was like a high-power searchlight suddenly turned on in his Chi perception foggy world, and directly woke him up while he was sleeping on Chroni's legs.

After waking up, Broly rushed over to check the situation. Seeing the Ex-Machinas being attacked, he remembered that they had treated him to a meal, and after a simple friend-or-foe assessment, the Saiyan boy took action directly.

"No need to thank me, just consider it as a reward for treating me to dinner yesterday."

After Broly finished speaking, he said in advance that there was no need to thank him.

Ex-Machina: “…”

The commander Einzi wanted to say something, but in the end, he threw the question to Hubie.

"Ric, didn't you tell Broly your real plan?"

"no, what happened?"

Rick didn't know why.

"Broly went to the southwest of the battlefield, where the analysis body is..."

Hubie said.

"he died?"

Rick tensed.

"No, he didn't. He just used the combined energy of the twelve marrow bombs of the Dwarfs, the Void Zero Protection Art jointly released by all the Elf sorcerers, and the powerful air strike released by the Flügel race as a whole to knock them away."

Rick: “???”

. . . .

"How did you knock that ball of energy away?"

The Ex-Machina asked.

"Well, that's how it flies."

Broly raised his right hand as he spoke, making the same gesture as when he released the energy bomb with one hand.

However, this was just a random release of energy bombs and it didn't have any special meaning.

. . . .

“That’s how he flies.”

On the other side, Hubie was imitating his movements and showing them to Rick next to him.

"So, our plan to make the Star Cup appear directly and seize it has failed?"

After reading it, Rick fell silent, and asked after a while.

"The attack was knocked away, and the analysis body didn't analyze anything."

Hubie explained, but that meant nothing.

"No, we still have Broly. He can knock away that energy, so he must be able to penetrate the planet."

Rick quickly thought of another idea, but saw that Hubie's face suddenly became serious.

"what happened?"

"The God of War, Artosh, has arrived."

. . . . .

"Hahaha, Anomaly, I thought you were out of the picture, but I didn't expect you to show up here and ruin your own plans?"

The appearance of the God of War is that of a tall, middle-aged man with a steel-like black beard and eighteen white wings behind him like a cloak. The key parts of his body are covered with suspenders worn by the Skywing people and tight underwear.

"Plan, what plan?"

Broly looked at the guy who suddenly flew over with some confusion.

"By the way, who are you?"

Unable to figure it out, Broly gave up thinking about it and asked about the identity of the guy who was also floating in the sky in front of him.

"you do not know me?"

"A middle-aged man with a beard and wings, how can I know you?"

"I almost forgot that you are not a creature of this world."

Artosh nodded, and with a terrifying aura emanating from his body, he introduced himself.

"I am the strongest god, the God of War Artosh, the creator of the Flügel."

Behind the God of War, dark clouds of undead flashed with thunder and purple lightning kept falling, and the level of coolness was at its highest.

Broly: “???”

Is the other party competing with him in appearance?
The traditional education from the Crimson Demon Clan made Broly develop a competitive spirit.

But before he started comparing himself to the other party, he said to the Ex-Machina next to him: "Stay away from me, I am also going to introduce myself."

Ex-machine: "???"

The fully connected commander Einzig didn't know what he was going to do, but still ordered the analysis bodies of more than 4,000 machines to stay away from the airspace where Broly was.

As the Ex-Machina left, Broly thought about a cooler way to introduce himself. As he was thinking hard, the message "Sunny and cheerful big boy" suddenly popped up in his mind. So, he gathered his energy and used a trick to change the color of his energy.

Soon, the colorless world behind Broly was replaced by a warm atmosphere similar to the color of autumn sunshine.

After the background board expanded to be able to compete with the thunder and lightning background board of the opposite guy, the Saiyan boy introduced himself: "My name is Broly, I just happened to pass by here and was involved in this chaos... Er, no, I have to be more imposing, um, I am the strongest person on the planet Wampa who was involved in this chaos!"

Looking at the warm-toned world with surging energy in front of him, Artosh fell into deep thought. Is this how powerful people from other worlds say hello?
. . . .

“Is this how the Old Deus greet each other?”

At the same time, the battlefield used various means to observe what was happening on this side, and saw that the two airspace environments where the two powerful beings were floating were forcibly distorted by some powerful force, and various special effects appeared.

The Elves and Dwarves thought that this might be the Old Deus' unique way of appearing and greeting, but they regarded the appearing Broly as a new God.

. . . .

"Forget it, there's no need to say anything else, let's fight!"

Artosh didn't think about anything else and directly challenged him to a fight.

(End of this chapter)