Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 248 Artosh's Gift

"What about people?"

Artosh was puzzled. He did not think that his divine attack was useful.

"Here it is."

Broly answered Him, and without knowing when, he had circled behind Artosh, and while speaking, his hand was already on the other's lower back, shining with green energy.

"Boom~"

The coastline, which had been devastated by the divine attack, was hit by a powerful energy bomb from the Saiyans. The channel that was originally blasted out has now been directly lengthened, thickened, deepened, and doubled.

Artosh was blown away, and when he fell to the ground, the back of the God of War was charred black.

Most of the eighteen wings were gone, leaving only eleven broken wings hanging behind it, looking extremely miserable.

However, Broly, floating in the sky, did not easily approach the fallen Artosh, because the opponent's aura was rapidly getting stronger, and he soon caught up again.

And if there was a high-level combat power detector in the Dragon Ball world at this moment, it would be discovered that Broly's current combat power has reached 190,000, while Artosh, who is lying on the ground below, has a combat power that exceeds him, reaching a little over 190,000.

The concept of the strongest is extremely tricky. Since Bro is not using elf power, the enhanced effect of this concept cannot be achieved in one step.

But even if he needs to grow stronger while fighting, any stronger attacks that fail to kill Artosh will only allow the God of War to further gain more power.

Of course, although Artosh's strength is increasing, the injuries on his body have not disappeared, but are still accumulating.

Compared to Artosh's miserable appearance at the moment, Broly suffered an effective attack, which was the punch he accidentally got hit by just now.

The damage caused by this punch was not even a minor injury. There was just a little bruise on the corner of his mouth and some blood.

"Still fighting?"

Broly asked.

If he had increased the output power of the gas a little bit just now, the God of War might have been reduced to ashes.

"why not?"

Artosh got up, half of his wings had been destroyed, and the Elf Corridor was in a semi-destroyed state.

However, Artosh felt very good. The increase in strength made him feel something different.

He raised his hand, Qi swirled around it, and a Qi energy bomb was condensed: "Is this the power you use?"

Broly's energy bomb seriously injured Artosh, but in the process of seriously injuring him, it was also received by Artosh's spiritual body, allowing Artosh's other conceptual ability to come into play.

This is a bit like the situation where the Ex-Machina analyzes the attacks of others, but Artosh's ability is brought about by the concept of "God of War".

At this moment, a lot of information about the use of Chi appeared in Artosh's mind. It was the combat skills information copied from Broly by the concept of "God of War" that allowed Artosh to quickly master the use of Chi.

He tore off the badly damaged wings on his back and pounced on Broly again without hesitation. This time, Artosh's flying method changed from manipulating the spirit power to fly to relying on the powerful energy in his body to fly, and his speed was almost as fast as the speed when Broly flew towards him with his head just now.

. . . .

No one knows exactly how long this battle between the Saiyans and the God of War lasted.

The people on the battlefield only knew that about half an hour after the two terrifying beings left, the ground began to shake.

This was not an earthquake that occurred only in this area, but the entire planet was forced to tremble as if someone had pointed a huge fascia gun at it.

This tremor lasted for more than half an hour before suddenly disappearing.

. . . .

The God of War, immersed in the joy brought by the fierce battle.

His power grew stronger during the battle.

And his opponent is like an unfathomable abyss. No matter how stronger he becomes, the opponent can always produce a force more powerful than himself.

Just when Artosh thought that this kind of battle would continue until his opponent could no longer hold back and use all his strength to defeat him.

"Click~"

His left leg suddenly crystallized and broke under the force of gravity.

The moment his body fell, Artosh realized that his battle was over.

“I didn’t expect that the first one to collapse would be my essence…”

The divine essence is the body of the god, and it is extremely hard when the god is still alive.

But everything has a limit, and injuries are constantly accumulating while strength is increasing.

Artosh's spirit finally couldn't hold on when His combat power reached 530,000 along with Broly's.

"Won't you give me the final blow?"

Broly's fist stopped in front of Artosh, which made Artosh a little confused.

"You've already lost, haven't you?"

In Broly's perception, Artosh was like a deflated balloon, with the air in his body rapidly decreasing.

"Yes, I've already lost, but I'm a little curious, how much strength do you still have that you haven't used yet?"

"Maybe half of it is left."

Broly was not too sure either. It was the first time for him to fight with someone like this in real life.

Upon hearing this, Artosh was stunned, then smiled bitterly.

"I didn't expect that I could only use half of your strength despite my best efforts. I'm really sorry that I didn't let you enjoy it."

"It doesn't matter. I don't really like fighting anyway."

"Don't like fighting?"

The God of War twitched his lips, and it was obvious that he wanted to complain, but Broly asked before he could.

"Now that the winner has been decided, as the creator, you won't stop Jibril from becoming my wife, right?"

"You're actually concerned about this?"

"I don't care about this or that. This is the most important reason why I fight you."

Artosh was somewhat speechless. Among all the Old Gods that had been defeated from ancient times to the present, he was probably the one who had the most bizarre reason for being defeated.

"Okay, I won't stop preventing Jibril from becoming your wife."

Artosh gave an affirmative answer.

Broly raised his fist, feeling happy that he had cleared away any obstacles that might arise in inviting Jibril to join the Crystal Palace.

"Can you still get up on your own?"

After the excitement, Broly asked Artosh on the ground again.

"what happened?"

Artosh was puzzled by this question.

"The sea water is coming over there. If you can't get up by yourself, I will take you away."

The battle between Broly and Artosh pushed the eastern coastline of the continent thousands of kilometers inland.

Now the black sea water is rushing in from afar, filling up the low-lying areas that have been created. However, it is slower than the speed at which the two of them are able to create the low-lying areas.

"I can't get up anymore, but it doesn't matter if I leave here or not, because I'm dying."

The God of War replied. "Hmm?"

Broly looked at Him in confusion.

"Looking at your expression, you probably don't know how a Soul Seed dies. As long as the outer essence is destroyed, the Soul Seed dies.

After fighting you, my soul has collapsed. When my body is completely crystallized and shattered, my consciousness will fall into eternal sleep."

"Then how can I save you?"

"Save me, why are you saving me?"

"You gave Jibril life, so you must be Jibril's father. Your death may make Jibril sad, and I don't want her to be sad."

Broly said as he was already releasing his life energy at Artosh, but it was useless.

At this moment, Artosh's body was like a funnel, constantly overflowing with various energies. The energy he poured into it could at most slightly delay Artosh's consciousness and the time it took for his spirit to leave his body.

"Sad..."

Artosh groaned. To put it bluntly, the Flügel were the killing weapons created by Him. He never thought about the impact that his own death would have on Jibril and other members of the Flügel.

“It’s useless. The destruction of the divine essence cannot be reversed. But if possible, please take me back to Avant Heim…”

Feeling Broly's attempt at healing, Artosh shook his head. Before he died, he suddenly wanted to return to Avant Heim to see his creation.

Broly agreed, but did not stop infusing life energy. He picked up Artosh from the ground and returned to the battlefield.

"The God of War has been defeated..."

The scene of Broly flying back with the God of War on his back caused some commotion among the elves and dwarves who were still on the battlefield and saw this scene, but they did not dare to do anything.

Seeing the miserable state of the God of War, the Flügels, who were his followers, gathered together. A group of Flügels, who were still in the form of young girls, acted as if they were wary of Broly, but at the same time wanted to get closer.

"The victory has been decided. I have already been defeated. He is the one who brought me back. He is not your enemy."

Artosh's words temporarily caused the Flügel to put aside their hostility.

"How could it be possible, Master Artosh, how could you be defeated?"

The group of young Flügel girls who gathered around could not believe the news that their Lord God had been defeated.

"Why is it impossible to be defeated?"

Artosh asked back.

"You are the strongest god with the strongest concept."

Azriel said.

"That's true. Unfortunately, my spirit couldn't support my concept to the point where I could completely surpass the opponent's strength. My defeat was only because Broly was stronger than me, that's all."

"Wait, Master Artosh, what happened to your essence?"

"Nothing, I'm just about to collapse."

Artosh said this very calmly, as if to say that a mere fatal injury was nothing.

The Flügel who heard His words were stunned at first, but when they reacted and realized Artosh’s situation, they became a little anxious.

"Master Artosh, are you leaving us?"

"I can't stop the collapse of the divine essence. There is nothing I can do about it."

"Then please let us go with you."

"Why?"

"We are your wings, we are your blades, the meaning of our existence is to serve you, but now that you are about to leave this world, there is no meaning for us, the Flügel, to continue to exist."

Artosh is the creator of the Flügels, the old father of the Flügels, and the meaning of their existence. Now that He is about to die, all the Flügels seem to have the determination to follow Him and serve the gods until they die.

After Azrael expressed her opinion, Broly almost had a question mark on his face. He quickly looked in the direction of Jibril and found that the other person's face was also full of sadness, and the happiness value on his body was also not surprisingly dropping.

"Lord God of War, cheer up, you can't die like this!"

After realizing that Jibril might have died suddenly, Broly immediately knelt down and increased the output of life energy to Artosh who was lying on the ground. With just one move, the dying Artosh sat up and seemed to have recovered.

However, this was only a brief burst of energy, and the energy in the other person's body was still rapidly dissipating.

Artosh looked at the group of sad Flügel around him, thinking about the long years they had spent with him. Those bits and pieces of memories made him feel reluctant to let them go.

Artosh moved his mouth, and just when He was about to give the final order as the Creator, ready to order His followers to live, He suddenly saw Broly next to Him, with sweat on his forehead, more nervous than when fighting Him, and increasing the output of life energy. Suddenly, He had a better idea.

"Ahem, listen to me, you still have a reason to exist."

Hearing this, the Flügel all looked towards Him.

"You serve the strongest god. Now I am defeated, but the strongest god is not."

Artosh said this, and under the gaze of many Flügel, he actively stripped the strongest concept from his body.

"From today on, he is the strongest god, and he will become the new god you serve."

Artosh extracted his strongest concept and slapped it directly on Broly, then brought the boy in front of the group of Flügel and introduced him loudly.

Broly: “???”

[Obtain the world-class rule 'Strongest Concept', this rule was given free of charge by the God of War Artosh from the M12 low-dimensional world.

After obtaining this rule, the host will automatically obtain the identity of the strongest god in the M12 world and gain the power of the strongest god.

This rule will be weakened after leaving the M12 world, but its characteristic of becoming stronger when facing a stronger opponent will be retained.

World-class rule 'Strongest Concept': When encountering a stronger enemy, the power of the individual holding this rule will be automatically amplified.

The power amplified in the M12 world is permanently retained, while the power amplified outside the M12 world is temporary.

The amplification effect increases as the battle continues, until it surpasses the powerful enemy. 】

This was the first time that Crystal Palace proactively gave information prompts when faced with a being that was neither the host nor the wife.

Broly suddenly obtained a passive concept skill that might be useless to him, and he stared at the group of Flügel who looked like little girls in front of him.

"Master Artosh, this is the man who killed you. How can you let us serve our enemy?"

Azrael immediately objected. If she hadn't clearly realized that she couldn't beat the guy who defeated Lord Artosh, she would probably have chosen to attack Broly directly.

“Haters? I don’t think so.

The long years I have spent since my birth have been precisely to wait for such an opponent to appear.

It is because of his appearance that my long life has become meaningful.

I feel a little regretful about my own dormancy.

But I am grateful to him.

Azriel, can you understand how I feel?"

Azrael and other Flügel who were somewhat resistant to serving the new gods’ orders were unable to answer the questions of their own gods.

"If you can't understand, try to understand. This is my last order for you."

Following a mournful cry from the Phantasmagoric Avant Heim, the consciousness of the God of War left his soul and vanished into the wind.

(End of this chapter)