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"Boom!" The purple destructive energy erupting from Beerus's fingertips surged like a volcanic eruption, scorching the air in its path and turning it into distorted ripples. Hundreds of spiked rock pillars suddenly rose from the desert behind the giant Cell, but they instantly melted into a glassy liquid in the torrent of energy. The rising heat collided with the cold air at high altitude, forming a mushroom cloud that blotted out the sun.
The figure in black robes streaked through the air like a night owl, the eerie blue arcs of electricity at the tip of his black scepter tearing through the clouds. "Berus, your destructive energy is still so crude!" His voice mingled with the buzzing of the spacetime rift, and Lin Ye suddenly heard countless overlapping whispers in his ears, as if they came from the same soul in different dimensions.
The God of Destruction dodged the fatal blow, the white hem of his star-embroidered robe charred and torn by the electric arc. He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, a dangerous flame flickering in his purple pupils: "It's been a long time since an ant could make me bleed." Before he finished speaking, a spiderweb-like spatial rift suddenly opened in the ground, and hundreds of black chains, carrying the stench of rotting flesh, burst forth from the earth. The dark gold patterns wrapped around the chains were the fragments of the Super Saiyan God totem that Lin Ye had seen in the system space.
"The throne of the Omni-King will be mine sooner or later!" Amidst the black-robed man's maniacal laughter, the patterns on the surface of the chains suddenly lit up. Beerus's destructive energy was instantly transformed into a black mist upon touching the chains. Lin Ye's pupils contracted sharply—the mist was flowing along the chains towards the black-robed man's palm, and beneath the skin exposed at his sleeve, the same dark gold veins could be faintly seen writhing.
"Lin Ye! Concentrate!" Vegeta's roar interrupted his thoughts. The golden prince's deep blue aura had become as thin as a cicada's wing, and his right shoulder armor was shattered, revealing a bloody and mangled wound. "Look at that metal lump's abdomen!" Only then did Lin Ye notice that a strange fluorescent green glow emanated from beneath the giant Cell's golden armor, and each breath was accompanied by the sound of mechanical gears turning.
"Bulma! Is Cell's energy core still in West Capital?" Lin Ye shouted towards the rubble of the spaceship while dodging Cell's sweeping tail. Bulma, hunched over the control panel, oil stains spreading from her rolled-up sleeves to her neck, her diamond bracelet shimmering in the sparks, exclaimed, "The core... it's been moved to the far side of the moon!" She suddenly slammed her hand on the table. "The energy readings show that it's absorbing the moon's tidal energy!"
The space around Beerus suddenly distorted into a prism shape, and millions of purple energy orbs condensed in the void: "Trying to use planetary energy? Dream on!" But the black-robed man only sneered, and seven jet-black dragon balls rose from his body, each with spiderweb-like golden patterns cracking on its surface. "Lord Beerus, guess how much destructive energy these dark dragon balls have absorbed?"
The black mist instantly engulfed the energy ball, and Beerus's expression turned serious for the first time. Lin Ye felt his heart being gripped by an invisible hand—the aura emanating from those Dragon Balls was exactly the same as the warning fluctuations in his system space when he fused with the Super Saiyan God gene.
"You ants, watch closely." The man in black robes raised his hand towards Earth, and Cell simultaneously opened his gaping maw. The intense light from the condensing energy blast left black spots on Lin Ye's retina. Vegeta roared and lunged at Cell, but was pierced through the right shoulder by the barbs on his tail, and his deep blue flames were completely extinguished.
"Warning! Host vital signs threshold detected!" The system's red light flashed frantically on his retina, and Lin Ye felt warm blood gushing from his nose. He bit his tongue hard, and golden patterns suddenly appeared within the dark red flames—a sign that the Super Saiyan God gene was resonating with the system space. A sharp pain shot from his spine to his brain, but he still gritted his teeth and tore through space, standing between the energy blast and Earth.
"Lin Ye! No!" Bulma's scream was swallowed by the energy flow. Lin Ye could clearly hear the cracking of his bones, and the aura of his Super Saiyan God form was flickering like a candle burning out. Just then, Beerus's figure suddenly appeared above him, the God of Destruction's foot stepping on his shoulder, purple energy cascading down like a waterfall: "I told you, my toys are not for anyone else to destroy."
The black-robed man's pupils contracted for the first time. Beerus flicked his finger, and purple energy transformed into thousands of fine needles that pierced through the spatial rifts, precisely sealing off all spatial jump coordinates. The black-robed man was forced to take a direct hit from the "Eye of Destruction," and the blood seeping from under his black cloak dripped onto Cell's scales, corroding deep holes that led straight into his interior.
"Impossible... How could you know the weakness of the God of Entropy..." The black-robed man staggered backward, the runes shining brightly. Lin Ye took the opportunity to catch a glimpse of the golden scales that had slipped from his sleeve—they weren't Cell's armor, but scales of some kind of creature, with unhealed flesh and blood still around their edges.
"Next time we meet, I'll personally rip your head off." The black-robed man uttered these words before disappearing into the rift with Cell. Beerus crushed a scale in his hand, the purple energy suddenly turning icy cold: "A race that should have been extinct three hundred years ago still has remnants." He turned to stare at Lin Ye, the golden scar on the back of the latter's neck burning hot. "Tell me, where did the Super Saiyan God gene within you come from?"
Just as Lin Ye was about to speak, the system suddenly issued a piercing alarm, this time accompanied by a piercing electrical sound: "Energy fluctuations detected in the seventeenth universe... Frieza... and..." He turned his head sharply and saw the horizon dyed purple by countless energy points. Frieza's golden form was flashing at the forefront. Behind him, the giant mothership opened its hatch, and twelve figures immersed in the culture medium slowly rose up. Each of them had a dark gold totem branded on their chest, the same as the one on the black-robed man.
"Lord Beerus, how have you been?" Frieza's voice was chillingly cold. "As a gift, I've brought toys capable of killing a God of Destruction—guess how much power from the Dark Dragon Balls these little guys have fused within them?"
Beerus's lips curled into a playful smile, but his pupils contracted slightly when he saw the totems. Lin Ye felt fragmented images flash through his mind: the Omni-King sitting on his throne overlooking the universe, and the coordinates of Frieza's mothership completely overlapping with the "Forbidden Starfield" marked in the system space.
“Interesting.” The God of Destruction snapped his fingers, and a distant volcano suddenly erupted, revealing Whis’s figure in the lava. “Looks like our afternoon tea will have to be postponed.” Lin Ye looked at the cosmic sand table that had suddenly appeared in Whis’s hand and noticed that the light spot representing Earth was now surrounded by dozens of black shadows.
He clenched his fist, and the aura of his Super Saiyan God form blazed forth once more—this time, he clearly saw the outline of the system space within that aura. It turned out that those system prompts he had considered his cheat codes had, from the moment he gained power, marked him as the most dangerous prey in the entire universe.
Chapter 40 New Clues
A bluish-gray mist lingered in the spacetime rift, the aftershocks of Beerus's departure still sizzling. Lin Ye's fingertips traced the faintly visible dark purple patterns in the void, and the temperature control system of his nanosuit suddenly sounded an alarm—it was the scorching reaction of residual energy.
Clues related to the Supreme Kaisen of Time have been detected. Do you want to consume 2 Evolution Points to analyze them?
The mechanical sound exploded in his mind's eye the instant Trunks' time machine wreckage resounded with a metallic clang. Vegeta, who was chipping away at a twisted alloy plate with his fingertips, glanced sideways at Lin Ye upon hearing this: "What are you dawdling about? Are you waiting for Frieza's remnants to help us analyze this?"
2 evolution points are enough to exchange for three SS-class mechs. Lin Ye's Adam's apple bobbed twice, and the energy bar on his personal terminal projected onto his retina—the scarlet number of only 27000 points—stung painfully to his eyes. Three months ago, he had just squandered all his savings to exchange for the Kaioken amplification chip.
confirm!
The moment the blue light shot into his brow like lightning, Lin Ye staggered and knelt on one knee. The image that flashed through his mind was like an old photograph soaked in rain: a temple shaped like an inverted triangle suspended high in the gray fog, each edge flowing with a liquid silver luster. On the basalt seal of the temple's main entrance, nine chains were seeping with dark golden blood patterns.
The Temple of Time... Trunks' voice suddenly became hoarse. This future warrior, who always wore a cynical smile, now had his pupils shrink to pinpoints. I had seen a relief in the forbidden book section of the West Capital's underground archives. It said that anyone who touched the power of time would have their mortal body burned away by the fire of cause and effect.
Stop spouting that mystical nonsense! Vegeta suddenly unleashed his power, the bluish-purple flames shattering the rubble beneath his feet into dust. It's just a broken seal, right? When I shattered Frieza's planet, it was ten times more spectacular than this!
Bulma adjusted her quantum-lensed glasses, her fingertips rapidly tapping on the floating screen: According to the energy scan, the seal's fluctuation frequency is of the same origin as the Namekian Dragon Crystal. But... she suddenly pulled up a star chart; the Namekian Super Dragon Balls had shattered into seven pieces in a space pirate attack three years ago, and now only fragments from Planet Three were still circulating on the black market.
Wait a minute. Krillin's Destructo Disc suddenly coalesced in his palm. This often-overlooked Earth warrior's eyes sharpened now. "Can you smell that? The sulfur smell is getting stronger."
Lin Ye suddenly looked up and saw the mist deep within the rift churning eerily, like ink being stirred by an invisible giant hand. A sticky, low-frequency vibration came from the soles of his feet, like the snoring of an ancient beast. The dragon-shaped pendant at his waist suddenly became hot—it was the sensor he had obtained in Kalin Tower three months ago.
It's a spacetime turbulence. Trunks' time machine suddenly emitted a piercing alarm, the quantum clock on the dashboard began to spin in reverse, and something was tearing apart the dimensional barriers!
A dark shadow slammed through the spacetime membrane at the top of the rift like a meteorite. When Yamcha saw the bat-shaped energy wings behind the newcomer, his ki blast nearly went off—it was the distinctive symbol of the Merchant of Death, a symbol of Frieza's army.
"Mongrel... you bastards." The blood-soaked alien knelt on one knee, the energy core in his chest seeping fluid. "Lord Frieza... is waiting for you at the Temple of Time..." Before he could finish speaking, his head turned into a blue glow and vanished, leaving only a metal badge engraved with cuneiform script rolling to Lin Ye's feet.
Vegeta suddenly grabbed Lin Ye by the collar, the shoulder armor of his battle suit flashing sparks: Did you hear that? That guy mentioned Frieza! Back when he left me to die on Namek, I should have twisted his intestines into a jump rope!
"Calm down!" Bulma placed her palm between the two, and her Quantum Bracelet projected a holographic sand table. According to the coordinates on the badge, the Temple of Time was located in the spacetime rift of Universe 7, but the entrance was blocked by twelve spacetime gates. Each spacetime gate required a Super Dragon Ball of the corresponding attribute to open.
It's Dragon Ball again... Gohan adjusted his glasses, his brow furrowed with the meticulousness typical of a scholar. But the energy frequency of the Super Dragon Balls is completely different from that of the regular Dragon Balls, and Miss Bulma's detector may need to be recalibrated.
It's already underway. Bulma didn't even look up, her fingertips tracing complex formulas on the screen. But the more troublesome issue is the Guardians—the system notification says their strength is comparable to a God of Destruction. Do you remember the pressure Beerus exerted when he was angry last time? The entire Earth's gravitational field was distorted.
The air suddenly froze. Everyone recalled the catastrophe three years ago: Beerus had merely waved his hand, and a third of the South Pacific had evaporated. If the temple guardians possessed equal power...
What's there to be afraid of? Vegeta suddenly ripped open the collar of his battle suit, revealing a hideous old scar on his chest. "Back then, when I was beaten to the brink of death by Frieza, didn't I still manage to turn the tables thanks to my Saiyan bloodline? Now my Super Saiyan Blue form can last for 47 minutes, enough to shatter any damn guardian!"
But the system message "not inferior" implies a variable. Lin Ye picked up the badge from the ground, and the cuneiform script on the metal surface suddenly emitted a red light, reflecting a countdown in his palm—07:59:59. Frieza is clearly using us to open the seal; his trap has been set.
"Then let's play along." Trunks suddenly revealed a ruthless smile. This warrior, who had seen too much death in the future world, now had eyes as cold as ice. "Aunt Bulma, how long will it take for your time machine to be converted into a quantum state?"
At least 48 hours, but it requires Namek's spacetime stabilizer. Bulma pulls up the supply list, and the only thing in the entire universe capable of stabilizing quantum states...
"Korinta's Senzu Beans." Lin Ye and Son Gohan said in unison. They exchanged a glance, both seeing worry in each other's eyes—Korinta's last appearance was five years ago during the Android Crisis.
A muffled rumble like thunder suddenly echoed in the distance, and spiderweb-like cracks began to appear at the edge of the spacetime rift. Vegeta abruptly leaped up, punching a dark figure deep within the rift: "Stop dawdling! Deal with these grunts first, then head to Namek for the Dragon Balls! My fists have been itching for a fight!"
Amidst the intense light of the energy blast, Lin Ye looked down at the countdown in his palm. Seven days later, would they gather the Dragon Balls and open the temple, or would Frieza's trap be completely sealed? He touched the dragon-shaped pendant at his waist and suddenly remembered what the system had once said: Time is the sharpest blade; it can cut through fate and sever the soul.
Let's go. His eyes had regained their resolve when he looked up. First, Namek. Bulma, your time machine needs an anti-tracking device; Trunks, you're in charge of deciphering the coordinates in the crest; Vegeta...
Huh? You actually dare to give me orders? Vegeta's arrogance suddenly surged, but Lin Ye noticed the curve of his lips—this warlike Saiyan had long been unable to suppress his desire to fight.
As everyone boarded Bulma's newly modified spaceship, the spacetime rift finally collapsed completely. Lin Ye looked out the porthole and saw a pair of golden eyes slowly opening in the darkness of the collapsed area. That gaze struck him like a heavy hammer, making his heart pound wildly.
"Fasten your seatbelts." Bulma's voice came from the cockpit. The quantum engine began to beep. The place we were going to might be more dangerous than hell. But if we succeeded...
"Then we can become the masters of time," Trunks continued, his fingertips lightly tracing the lever of the time machine. "Or, we can become sacrifices to time."
The moment the spaceship pierced through the void, Lin Ye's terminal suddenly received an anonymous message: Beware of the guardian with golden pupils; his name is—the Supreme Kai of Time. Before he could ask further questions, the message vanished without a trace.
Outside the porthole, the green outline of Namek gradually became clear. And in the more distant rift of time, another blood-red line seeped from the seal of the Temple of Time. The gears of fate had begun their irreversible turn...
Chapter 41 Namekian Storm
"Warning! High-energy reaction detected outside the atmosphere!"
The spaceship's alarm blared like fingernails scraping metal. Bulma's forehead broke out in a cold sweat as her fingertips traced ten afterimages on the holographic control panel: "Three warships are in a triangular formation to encircle them, their energy responses matching Frieza's G-type spherical ships!"
"Tsk, can you smell the stench?" Vegeta tugged at the shoulder armor of his tattered battle suit, his tail whipping against the bulkhead like a steel whip, the shockwave causing the emergency lights on the ceiling to flicker. "It's a disgrace to the Saiyans that we didn't grind those bastards to dust back then."
Lin Ye's retinal projection automatically overlaid combat data, and the movement trajectories of the three red dots were generating death parabolas. He bit down on the energy tablet under his tongue, the bitter almond taste mixed with the metallic taste of blood spreading in his throat: "Trunks, can your Time Sword penetrate the energy shield of the warship?"
“It takes three seconds to get close.” The silver-haired youth was already standing in front of the air pressure chamber door, the energy sword in his palm crackling, the pale blue sword light reflecting in his cold pupils. “But their gravity cannon only has 17 seconds left to charge.”
“The coordinates have been leaked.” Lin Ye pulled up the metal badge he had picked up three days ago. The purple fluorescence seeping from the cracks writhed like a living thing. “This thing has Frieza’s quantum tracker—Bulma—built into it. Can it interfere with their lock-on?”
"The interference will take three minutes!" Bulma's scream was swallowed by the roar of the engines. A blinding flash of light suddenly erupted from the port side, and the entire ship shook violently. "The first wave of fire grazed the reactor! Our shields are down to 42%!"
“Even the Kamehameha takes less time to charge up.” Vegeta suddenly exploded with energy, his bluish-purple flames tearing his shirt. “Get out of the way, I’ll blast them into cosmic dust!”
"No! Your ki will expose the Super Dragon Ball's sensor coordinates!" Lin Ye grabbed his shoulder, the system chip burning hot under his collarbone. "Listen to me—Trunks will attack the energy core, Vegeta will intercept the gravity cannon, and I'll activate overclocking mode to slow down the mothership's fusion!"
"Huh? You think you're King Kai?" Vegeta flung Lin Ye's hand away, but stopped abruptly when he saw the bloodshot eyes—a sign of system overclocking. "Don't die too soon, my shoes haven't been polished yet."
As Trunks' sword flash tore through the first warship, Lin Ye had already smashed through the ship's observation window. His Super Saiyan 3 blond hair stood on end in the airflow, and he could clearly hear the sizzling sound of muscle fibers breaking, yet he was still charging at full speed towards the third mothership.
"System notification: Improved planetary destroyer cannon detected, power increased to 150%."
The mechanical sound was torn apart by the shockwave. Lin Ye drew a tactical red line on his retinal projection: there were seventeen signs of life in the mothership's energy core area—all Namekians who had been imprisoned. His temples throbbed, and memories from three years ago flooded back: in the burning village, the green-skinned boy who held his hand and called him "brother," whose pupils reflected Frieza's spaceship before he died.
"Annihilation Cannon? Modified!"
The moment the purple-gold energy ball formed in his palm, Lin Ye's left arm skin began to vaporize. The evolution point consumption number on the system interface jumped wildly from 5000 to 20000, but he grinned—Frieza's face gradually blurred in the energy halo, replaced by the Dragon Ball fragments that the Namekian elder had given him before his death.
"Lin Ye! Get out of the way!" Bulma's scream blasted from the communicator.
The colossal mothership's destructive cannon rose like a full moon, its eerie blue beam carrying the howls of countless vengeful spirits. Lin Ye gritted his teeth, twisting his body to slam the energy ball into the cannon's muzzle. The shockwave rippled through his back, leaving it a bloody mess.
"Bomb it!!!"
Two explosions rang out almost simultaneously. Amidst the excruciating pain, Lin Ye saw Trunks' sword light pierce through the core of the mothership, Vegeta's Spirit Bomb blast the second warship into dust, and his Annihilation Cannon and Destruction Cannon locked in a stalemate at an altitude of ten thousand meters, like two giant swords cleaving through the clouds of Namek.
"boom--!!"
The black hole created by the energy collision swallowed the clouds within a hundred miles. Before losing consciousness, Lin Ye saw Bulma piloting a spaceship towards him. Dozens of green figures leaped out of the distant forest, wearing vine crowns and holding scepters whose tips shimmered with dark green light.
"Cough... The soil in this godforsaken place is harder than Frieza's skin."
Vegeta's curses jolted Lin Ye awake. He lay in the deformed cabin, the excruciating pain in his ribs nearly causing him to bite off his tongue. The ship's portholes were shattered into a spiderweb pattern, and through the cracks, he could see more than thirty Namekians surrounding them. These dark green-skinned warriors wielded crystal scepters, and the glowing moss on their vine crowns shimmered eerily in the twilight.
"Outsiders, you have polluted the air of the Holy Land." The Namekian leader spoke, and as his scepter struck the ground, the dragon-shaped pendant on Lin Ye's waist suddenly became hot—it was a gift that Dende had given him three years ago. "Three hundred years ago, it was the Saiyans' spaceship that brought about destruction."
"I'm not in the mood to talk about history with you right now!" Vegeta spat out the blood in his mouth, his tail curling up a deformed alloy plate. "See those ashes in the sky? Those are Frieza's henchmen!"
“Vegeta, shut up!” Lin Ye pressed down on his shoulder, then turned to the Namekian and raised his hands. “We need the Super Dragon Ball fragments. Frieza is gathering the power of the Supreme Kai, he will return—just like he did three hundred years ago.”
Dead silence. All the Namekians gripped their scepters tightly, the leader's pupils shrinking to pinpoints: "What makes you think we would help the executioner from back then?"
Lin Ye felt a cold sweat break out on the back of his neck. He heard Vegeta's tail swishing behind him and Bulma disassembling her toolkit, but he could only stare directly into the Namekian's cold eyes: "Because I am also a Saiyan. But I personally killed five of Frieza's lieutenants and threw their energy cores into the sun."
These words were like water droplets thrown into a hot oil pan. Several young Namekians suddenly raised their scepters, and beams of energy grazed Lin Ye's ear as they pierced through the wreckage of the spaceship. Vegeta's arrogance erupted, but Trunks grabbed him and pressed him down: "Look at their scepters—they're a symbol of noble blood. They might know the whereabouts of the Dragon Balls."
"The blood of outsiders must be used to wash away the shame." The leader's scepter burst forth with a blinding green light, and sharp spikes suddenly sprang from the soil beneath Lin Ye's feet, only to freeze just before piercing his throat—because a purple crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and a sense of oppression surpassing even that of a god of destruction descended upon him like a mountain pressing down.
"The Temple of Time...?" Trunks' voice trembled unusually, and the time machine at his waist was spinning in reverse. "That aura... is from the same source as the energy in Lin Ye's pendant!"
The black-robed figure that emerged from the crack had no face, but the hand reaching out from under the cloak made Lin Ye's pupils shrink—the skin displayed the same dragon scale pattern as his pendant. "Foolish ants." The black-robed figure's voice seemed to overlap two timelines. He raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the pendant at Lin Ye's waist transformed into a stream of light and flew into his palm. "The key to the Super Dragon Ball has never been in your hands."
When the rift closed, the Namekians had vanished without a trace. Vegeta kicked over a shard of the crystal scepter and suddenly pointed to the distant forest: "Hey, Lin Ye, your green-skinned friends seem to have left a gift—"
His words trailed off. In the moonlit forest clearing, seven glowing crystal shards floated beneath the Dragon Ball tree, each inscribed with the Namekian word for "death." Bulma's quantum scanner suddenly emitted a piercing alarm, and she paled as she pulled up a star map: "It's not just the Dragon Ball shards... time is flowing backwards across Namek! Our quantum clock has gone back three days!"
Lin Ye reached for his empty waist and suddenly heard the long-absent system notification: "Energy reaction detected from the direct guard of the Supreme Kai of Time, distance 0 kilometers." He looked up and saw the outline of the temple faintly emerging from the purple clouds, as well as the familiar basalt seal at the main gate of the temple—exactly the same as the scene he had seen in the analysis.
"What do we do now?" Trunks gripped the Time Sword tightly, the blade reflecting his tense face in the moonlight.
"What else can we do?" Vegeta suddenly grinned, and the energy blast he gathered at his fingertips illuminated half the sky. "First, we'll snatch the Dragon Balls from these green monkeys, then we'll smash that Supreme Kai's temple to smithereens—that's the Saiyan style!"
Lin Ye remained silent. He gazed at the floating Dragon Ball fragments, recalling the dragon scale patterns on the black-robed man's palm, and the "Supremacy Bloodline" option in his system chip that had never been activated. The distant cry of a Namekian pterosaur echoed, but it couldn't mask the pounding of his heart—a mixture of fear and excitement.
Because he knew that the moment the Super Dragon Ball fragments started glowing, they would have no way out.
Chapter 42: The Dragon Ball Battle
"Outsiders, what brings you here?" The Namekian elder's voice, like a boulder falling into a well, echoed in the cavernous council hall. His withered fingers traced the cracked crystal pendant on his chest, while the energy guns of the twelve young warriors behind him simultaneously glowed with a ghostly blue light, the runes etched on the barrels appearing and disappearing in the dim light.
Lin Ye's hands tapped rapidly on the system terminal at his waist. The retinal projection showed that the power of these energy guns was equivalent to 2300 times that of Earth's combat power detector—30% higher than Naba's combat power. As he raised his hands, he deliberately let his sleeves slip down, revealing a metal wristband engraved with the letter "Z": "We need the Super Dragon Balls. There's a guy named Frieza who's slaughtering planets, and his next target is…"
“Impossible.” The elder suddenly coughed, his cloudy eyes turning to the mottled murals on the cave wall. “The Super Dragon Balls were sealed in Mount Moro by the High Priest thirty years ago, unless…” Cold sweat suddenly broke out on his wrinkled forehead, “you can pass the trial of the divine beast Garuda.”