Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

As soon as Mulou flew out of the cabin, Mosco's abdomen was indeed severely compressed and deformed.

The metal shell was concave inward, and several armor plates were squeezed up, their edges curled up, revealing the twisted mechanical structure inside.

Mulu stared wide-eyed at Mosco's stomach, where his control panel was located, with a look of horror on his face. His mouth opened and closed, and a few incoherent breaths came from his dark red throat.

How is this going?

What exactly happened to Mosco?

I've never seen anything like this before.

Before Mullu could even react, Solo's figure flashed and appeared directly opposite him, so close that he could see his own astonished face reflected in Solo's eyes.

Solo grinned at him, revealing a devilish smile.

Under the starlight, that transformed, exquisite face radiated a kind of dazzling brilliance that sent chills down one's spine.

Then, Solo slowly began to speak.

"Flash!"

A blinding white light burst forth from his palm, his body, and every pore of his skin.

The light was so bright and intense, it was as if someone had thrown a miniature star directly into this star field.

The light exploded silently in the vacuum, like a ball of light that swallowed everything around it.

"Ah... my eyes!" The moment Muru's pupils came into contact with the light, they contracted sharply, as if two needles had been pierced at the same time. Instantly, a white world appeared before his eyes, and he could see nothing at all.

All that remained on my retina was a scorching white light; even the starlight that had been so close had vanished without a trace.

While hovering in front of Muru and casting a flash spell, Solo silently glanced at Mosco's stomach.

The dark gray robot's abdomen had deformed to its limit. Its metal shell bulged outward and then contracted back under the internal pressure, like a fruit about to split open.

Suddenly, a golden egg appeared inside Mosco's stomach.

The eggshell has a smooth surface with a faint metallic sheen, making it look like a forgotten little celestial body in the starry sky.

It slowly rotated in the deformable space on the belly of the Mosco, like a complete product that had finally taken shape.

"Snapped!"

Mosco's belly hatch was pried open with a crack, and the metal plates rolled up to the sides, spitting out the egg.

After the golden egg detached from the machine, it spun and drifted outwards for a distance in zero gravity, like a ball that had been thrown.

Solo caught the golden egg.

The basketball-sized egg landed in his palm, carrying a slight weight and warmth.

Solo grabbed it with one hand, his fingers gripping the curve of the eggshell, then turned and raised his hand, delivering a heavy blow to Mullu's head.

"boom!"

Mulu's head made intimate contact with the golden egg, his dark red face contorting in pain upon impact.

"what"

Mulu let out a pig-like scream, the sound propagating through the vacuum via energy, carrying a distorted tone of pain and confusion.

He felt like his head was about to split open. The white light in front of him hadn't completely dissipated when he was hit on the head again, leaving him completely dazed.

Then, Solo cast several more Flash spells in front of Mullu's eyes, wave after wave of white light flooding his still-recovering vision, as if roasting his eyeballs over a fire again and again.

Then, Solo swaggered away, clutching the golden egg in his arms, like a cat that had won a prize.

Soon, Solo returned to the meteorite area where Bardos, Champa, and the others were hiding. His body sank and he landed on the edge of a large meteorite.

Champa and Fova's gazes fell simultaneously on the golden egg in Solo's arms, then simultaneously looked up at his face, which had regained its smile.

The two of them looked visibly surprised.

What kind of amazing skill did that guy just unleash?

Isn't that too dazzling?

Our eyes almost blinded you.

"Oh my, Solo, what skill did you just use? Why was it so bright?" Bardos asked with a smile, twirling her scepter in her hand, her eyes filled with curiosity.

“Flashbang,” Solo replied nonchalantly. “Don’t I always call out the name when I cast a spell?”

“That’s quite a grand name.” Bardos chuckled, glancing slightly towards Champa. “Lord Champa is dazzling to look at.”

She turned her head to look at Fova: "Lord Fova's eyes are almost closed."

"My eyes hurt so much, this move is too powerful." Fuwa rubbed his eyes, pressed his fingers on his eyelids repeatedly, and several tears welled up in his eyes.

Solo has already figured it out.

The Flash Technique seems to deal more damage to the Supreme Kai, while causing only a tiny, negligible amount of damage to the God of Destruction.

As for angels...

Well, not a single bit of damage was done. Didn't you see Bardos still beaming with joy?

Although Mullu is a God of Destruction, he is merely the controller of the God of Destruction and not the true God of Destruction. Moreover, Zoro essentially unleashed his ultimate attack at point-blank range, so Mullu still suffered significant damage.

"Let's go," Solo said to the people present, tightening his grip on the golden egg.

"Kid, don't you want Mosco anymore?" Champa was taken aback, his purplish-red eyes fixed on the egg.

"I had Mosco lay an egg. I'll study it when I get back." Solo grinned, shaking the golden egg in his hand. The eggshell gleamed softly in the starlight.

Champa, Fova, and Bados all stared blankly at them.

In fact, the three of them had noticed the golden egg in Solo's hand long ago, but they didn't know where it came from.

Now that Solo has said this, the three of them glanced back and forth between Eggshell and Solo several times, each with their own thoughts.

"Supreme Kaio, let's return to the God of Destruction Realm of Universe 6 now," Champa called out to Fuwa.

“No problem.” Fova nodded readily, glanced at the egg in Solo’s arms, and then looked away.

Then, Solo and the others put their hands on Fova's shoulders.

"Kaikai!"

Fuwa chanted incantations, and energy surged from the soles of his feet, circulating around the four of them.

"Shh!"

Fuwa used Instant Transmission, and in a flash, he and Solo and the others disappeared from their original spot.

In the blink of an eye, Fuwa led Solo and the others back to the God of Destruction realm of Universe 6.

As for what Mullu will do to that planet, that's no longer something Solo can worry about.

Solo has already done everything he could to help. If Mullu intends to destroy that planet, there's really nothing he can do to help.

After all, that place belongs to the third universe, and as the controller of the God of Destruction, Mullu can indeed do whatever he wants in the third universe.

"Oh my, oh my, I never expected Lord Mosco to lay eggs," Bardos asked with a smile. "Did you, Solo, make Lord Mosco lay these eggs?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

Solo nodded vigorously, a smug smile on his face.

“I can make Lord Mosco lay eggs.” Solo smiled and looked at the three people present, his gaze sweeping over Bardos, Champa, and Fova in turn. “I can make all three of you lay eggs. Who wants to try?”

Bardos, Champa, and Fova all twitched at the corners of their mouths, their expressions instantly becoming somewhat subtle.

Champa's tail froze for a moment, Bardos's fingers stopped on the scepter, and Fova silently took half a step back.

That's a really ruthless move of yours, making the three of us lay eggs?

If this gets out, how will we survive in the God Realm?

“Let’s start with Bardos!” Solo’s smile grew even brighter, revealing a charming and alluring side.

Even she herself felt incredibly provocative.

Fortunately, he wasn't a woman; if he had, he would have been a scourge to the country.

While saying those words, she even extended a delicate pinky finger and pointed angrily at Bados.

It wasn't that Solo deliberately made a delicate gesture with his fingers; he just couldn't help it.

The power of the angels reshaped his bones and muscles into a female form, and even his habitual movements carried the memories of that body.

Bardos: "..."

Bardos paused for a moment, then gently clenched her pale blue fingers on the scepter.

Then she reacted very quickly, waving her scepter in the air, and the crystal ball at the top of the scepter lit up with a soft light.

"Oh dear... I just remembered, I accidentally turned Mr. Solo into a woman. I'll turn you back right away."

A surge of angelic power instantly struck Solo, like a layer of warm water flowing over his entire body.

Solo's shoulders widened outwards, his waistline returned to its original width, and the angles of his face became distinct again.

Her long hair was shortened from the shoulder blades, returning to its original neat length.

In the blink of an eye, Solo returned to his original form.

Solo looked down at his chest, and finally felt relieved, letting out a long breath.

Finally, I don't have to be a woman anymore.

"Vados, you're quite the player." Solo glared at Vados with a dark expression, his eyes still holding a hint of lingering displeasure.

"Just kidding, just kidding, Mr. Solo, don't be angry." Bardos chuckled, gently twirling the scepter in her hand.

"You think you can just stop being angry like that?" Solo scolded irritably. "Let me put it this way, if I turned you into a man, would you be happy?"

“You’re right, I’m definitely unhappy.” Bardos nodded thoughtfully, her pale blue eyes lowered slightly as if she were seriously imagining what it would be like to be turned into a man, before she looked up again.

"Is this something that can be resolved with just an apology?" Solo pressed on, raising his chin slightly.

"How about you cook me a few less meals as an apology?" Bardos suggested, a tentative smile curving her lips.

Solo's face darkened further, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

I'll cook a few less meals as an apology to you.

She truly is an angel; her thought process is incredibly advanced.