Broly watched his father die before his very eyes.
"Whoosh!"
It was as if a golden light shot through Broly's mind.
"Ahhh!"
Broly let out a series of screams, golden light surging from his body.
"Crack!"
Broly's hair shot straight up, and he had transformed into a Super Saiyan.
"Oh? You've become a Super Saiyan?" Reg smiled lightly. "It seems to be just an ordinary Super Saiyan. You're too disappointing! According to legend, the Legendary Super Saiyan should have green hair!"
"Waaah!"
Broly's energy surged madly, transforming into a golden beam that whistled towards Reg's location.
"What? Do you think you're something special just because you've become a Super Saiyan?" Reg chuckled. "Don't forget, I'm an ancient Saiyan!"
"Crack!"
Broly shot up into the sky, grabbed Reg with his left hand, and squeezed his neck.
Reg was stunned for a moment.
How had this guy's speed and strength suddenly become so formidable?
With Reg's neck in his left hand, Broly clenched his right fist and hammered punch after punch into Reg's face.
Reg was dazed, feeling utterly terrible.
"Hey!"
Reg gritted his teeth and threw a powerful uppercut, striking Broly's abdomen once more.
Broly's body trembled slightly but then returned to normal.
"Bang!"
Broly was utterly enraged. He grabbed Reg by the back of the head and slammed his own forehead into Reg's.
"Ooooow..."
Reg let out a scream, feeling like he had lost several teeth.
"Waaaaaah!"
Broly, still holding Reg's head, plunged downwards towards the ground.
"Not good!" Reg exclaimed.
Reg struggled desperately, punching at Broly with all his might.
But Broly had no intention of letting go, continuing his descent towards the earth with Reg.
"Rumble!"
With a deafening roar, Broly slammed Reg's head heavily into the ground of Planet Vampa.
The entire ground shook violently.
The planet was nearly torn in half.
This planet was relatively small, and such an intense battle had almost caused its destruction.
Even so, the planet's core had suffered a severe blow and could shatter at any moment.
"Vegeta, you can try using Angelic power to preserve this planet!" Whis suddenly said.
"I'll give it a try," Vegeta nodded and flicked his hand. A wave of Angelic power descended rapidly, covering the planet.
Planet Vampa, which had appeared on the verge of shattering, instantly restored itself to its original state.
Planet Vampa was thus effortlessly repaired by Vegeta.
"What? Has this brat mastered his Angelic power so proficiently?" Ramsi was deeply shocked.
"Oh my, oh my, Vegeta is truly remarkable," Whis exclaimed with great admiration.
"If you cultivate further, you could become an angel. Why bother with the arduous task of cultivating destructive power?" Ramsi shook his head.
"Lord Ramsi speaks the truth," Whis nodded and said to Vegeta, "Our angelic race is very rare, and I hope you will join our ranks."
"However, there's no precedent for a mortal cultivating into an angel, is there?" Ramsi asked.
"Currently, no," Whis replied. "But anything is possible. Even without a precedent, it doesn't mean a mortal cannot become a true angel."
"Vegeta, what are your thoughts?" Ramsi inquired.
"I will join the ranks of the angels, but in a different way, not by cultivating into an angel," Vegeta replied.
Ramsi: "?????"
Whis: "?????"
Both of them wore expressions of utter confusion.
Join the angelic ranks in a different way?
What did he mean?
"This brat always says things that are so perplexing," Ramsi sighed helplessly.
"Hehehe... Who could say otherwise?" Whis smiled. "Even I don't understand what he means."
Vegeta's lips curled into a slight, shallow arc.
They couldn't understand this?
I will marry three beautiful angel ladies as my consorts.
From then on, we will be intertwined.
Doesn't that count as joining the angelic ranks?
Vegeta felt a thrill just thinking about it.
"Why are you drooling again?" Whis asked.
"Uh..." Vegeta quickly wiped his mouth and then rubbed the drool onto Whis's clothes.
This time, Whis dodged quickly.
Would he fall for the same trick twice?
Vegeta: "..."
She managed to dodge him...
But this was no big deal. Vegeta quickly boarded the flying cube.
Then, Vegeta vigorously rubbed his drool onto Supari, cleaning himself thoroughly.
"You, you, you..." Supari's chest heaved with anger.
"As expected, women look like this when they're angry," Vegeta mused.
"I'll fight you!" Supari gritted her teeth and charged at Vegeta.
"Crack!"
Vegeta gently pressed his hand down, and the golden whip lying on the ground quickly fell into his grasp.
"Bang!"
Vegeta whipped Supari to the ground with a single strike.
"Don't think I won't hit you just because you're my sister-in-law," Vegeta scoffed. "Do you believe I'll burn you with candles?"
Supari was no match for Vegeta.
It was quite generous of Vegeta not to have whipped her to death with a single blow.
"Behave yourself in front of me next time. Whatever I tell you to do, you do it obediently," Vegeta reprimanded. "It's just wiping some drool on you!"
Supari: "..."
Supari wished she could die.
Was that even human language?
She had never encountered such a shameless prince before!
Vegeta ignored Supari and soared back to Whis's side.
Ramsi said nothing about Vegeta's actions.
You've already secured 8,000 years of free labor from me. I can accept you bullying a woman.
Whis was also not the type to meddle in others' affairs.
"So, you still plan to continue cultivating destructive and angelic powers?" Ramsi asked.
"That's the current plan. Whether I'll do that in the future is another matter," Vegeta nodded.
"As you wish," Ramsi wagged his elephant trunk. "However, try not to use that 'Royal Flush' of yours again. If you end up blowing yourself up, there'll be no one to complain to."