Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1702 Super Cell!

Nani? ! !

A horrified, distorted roar burst from his throat, and the expression on Bick's face, which had been twisted with anger, froze instantly, then shattered into an incredulous look of astonishment.

This is not a simple difference in strength, but a fundamental and despairing crushing defeat!

His fist was casually clenched in Cell's palm.

What shattered his spirit even more was that the touch from the other person's palm was not the warmth or toughness of flesh and blood, but a chilling, indestructible physical sensation!
His proud energy, when it struck Cell's palm, was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, failing to even stir a ripple. Instead, it was completely swallowed and annihilated by Cell's unfathomable aura.

The attack that you put all your effort into is probably less than a child's play in the eyes of your opponent.

This realization was like an ice pick, piercing Bick's heart and chilling him to the bone.

Strength? Skill? Belief?

Faced with an absolute gap in strength, everything else seems so pale, laughable, and utterly vulnerable.

"Huh, frog in the well."

Cell's cold laughter rang out, filled with undisguised contempt and mockery, like a cold wind blowing across an icy plain.

He looked down at Bick, his green eyes devoid of any emotion, displaying only the calm of a researcher observing an experimental specimen, and the greed of someone about to reap a bountiful harvest.

"I am now far more powerful than your pitiful imagination can even begin to grasp. Just now, you could suppress me, but now..."

Before he finished speaking, the hand that was gripping Bick's fist suddenly tightened its grip!

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

A series of chilling, teeth-grinding sounds of bones shattering erupted!

The sound wasn't like a break, but more like a solid piece of alloy being ground into powder by a hydraulic press!

Piccolo's massive, battle-scarred fist, along with his wrist and forearm bones, twisted, deformed, and collapsed in an instant in a shocking way that defied physiological structure!
The green skin was completely unable to withstand this destructive power. First, spiderweb-like cracks appeared, and then it suddenly burst open. White bone fragments mixed with thick, faintly glowing Namekian blood flew everywhere like a smashed watermelon!
"Ughh ...

Piccolo let out a shrill, inhuman wail. The surging green flames around him flickered and contracted rapidly, as if doused with cold water, before finally extinguishing and fading away completely.

His face turned ashen green, and large beads of sweat mixed with blood rolled down his forehead, causing his entire demeanor to plummet.

Cell showed no reaction whatsoever, as if he had merely crushed an insignificant insect.

His other hand, which had been hanging down, suddenly struck out like a venomous snake that had been lying in wait for a long time!

His fist clenched, the muscle fibers in his arm creaked slightly, and in the next instant, he transformed into a green lightning bolt that was difficult to see with the naked eye, slamming heavily into Piccolo's unprotected abdomen with terrifying kinetic energy that exceeded the speed of sound!
"Thud—!" A dull and terrifying thud.

Cell's fist sank almost entirely into Piccolo's tough abdominal muscles. The powerful impact passed through Piccolo's body and even created a visible ripple in the air behind him!

The force of that punch was so great that it almost pierced through his body!
"Gurgle...waa—!"

Bick's body convulsed violently, arching his back like a shrimp thrown into boiling water.

His eyes bulged out, bloodshot, and his eyeballs looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets.

A mixture of shattered internal organs, acrid gastric juices, and scalding blood gushed uncontrollably from his mouth, tracing a gruesome arc through the air.

The energy gathered throughout his body dissipated instantly like a punctured balloon under this devastating blow.

His legs buckled, and with a thud, he collapsed heavily to his knees on the cold, broken ground. He had lost even the strength to maintain the minimum level of levitation, and could only rely on his remaining instincts to barely support his collapsing body with his almost useless arms.

Cell strode forward, like a king surveying his territory, and slowly walked to Piccolo, who was kneeling on the ground.

He lowered his head slightly, his cold gaze like two scalpels, dissecting Bick's current disheveled and vulnerable state.

There was no pity, hesitation, or even the arrogance often seen in victors in that gaze; only a pure, extreme greed and thirst for greater power.

Piccolo... has given me an unexpected surprise.

Cell's voice was calm, yet it carried a chilling undertone.

"And what about you, Piccolo? Your life essence, your fighting genes, the knowledge and skills you possess... their value should be far greater than that Piccolo's, right?"

He paused, and the tail behind him, covered with ring-shaped patterns that symbolized endless evil, slowly rose up as if it were a living, self-aware creature, twisting nimbly in the air.

"When I absorbed Piccolo before, in order to pursue efficiency, I only extracted his most essential life core energy. Although the improvement was huge, it was inevitably somewhat 'wasted'. Many peripheral cellular potentials and memory fragments were discarded."

Cell seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps delivering a final judgment to Piccolo.

"But with you... I can no longer be so extravagant. I want to completely and utterly devour and integrate everything about you—every cell, every bit of energy, every memory, and even your very will to survive—into my own body!"

As he spoke, the tip of the tail underwent a strange change.

The originally sharp, spiky structure, like a blooming evil flower, rapidly opened and expanded, with layers of epidermal tissue rolling up to reveal a deeper, more viscous cavity inside.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a gigantic, suction cup-like mouth that could swallow Piccolo's entire head!
The inner wall of its mouthparts was covered with countless tiny, wriggling tentacles and energy veins that emitted a faint purple-black light, giving off a suction field that was even more terrifying and primal than when it absorbed Piccolo, as if it would even devour the surrounding light—this was the most thorough "complete absorption mode" that it used to completely absorb Android 17 and 18 in order to achieve "complete" evolution!
Cell's face revealed a savage grin that was a mixture of satisfaction and cruelty. Giving Piccolo no further chance, he slammed his outstretched, repulsive tail tip down like a giant trap!

(End of this chapter)