Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 551 Magic Must Be Defeated by Magic: Broly's Victory

"Now there's a problem."

"what is the problem?"

"Should we remove the talisman from the body of this fake Broly who has become Broly's friend?"

Holding the talisman potion in her hand, Xiaoyu raised a troubling question.

"If he doesn't mind us doing this, then of course District 13 would be happy to take in another super agent."

Sheriff Black stroked his chin and said that compared to the frequently stolen talismans kept in the vault, it would be a very good thing to get a super agent with amazing combat power in return, and he could accept it at all.

"Hey, it's me, no, it's you..."

"I am a fake of you, you can just call me a counterfeit."

The fake Broly doesn't seem to care much about what he's called.

“Alright, fake. The talismans inside you are what I need. I expect you to return them.”

Broly speaks his mind.

"Talismans? I've heard you guys talking about these before. Can you tell me what they are?"

"Those are stones imbued with magic, and they bear the patterns of the twelve zodiac animals."

Xiaoyu poured some medicine into her hand and boldly touched the fake Broly's body. When she touched it, Xiaoyu's hand seemed to penetrate the liquid and went straight into the fake Broly's body.

"You pierced my body?"

The fake Broly looked at her in surprise and said.

"No, your body is still intact. This is the power of the magic potion that Dad concocted. We've found it."

As Xiaoyu spoke, she removed her hand from the body of the fake Broly.

"Look, these are the talismans; they are indeed inside your body."

Xiaoyu spread her hands to show the fake Broly the talisman on her hand, looking pleased that her guess was correct.

"What's the use?"

The fake Broly asked curiously, noting that the removal of a stone from his body didn't cause him much of a sensation.

"This is the Dog Talisman. It grants the holder the power of immortality and eternal life. Without this talisman, Broly would have definitely used that super powerful energy blast to kill you."

"I see, then I really have to thank it."

The fake Broly nodded, but showed no intention of taking back the dog charm.

"Besides this, what other talismans are in my body, and what are their functions?"

"I'll have to look for it."

Xiaoyu poured magic potions into both of her hands and began exploring inside the fake Broly's body.

She took out the talismans one by one, explaining them as she did so.

"This is the Snake Talisman, which makes you invisible; this is the Pig Talisman, which gives you laser eyes; the Chicken Talisman, which lets you fly; the Rabbit Talisman, which makes you faster; and the Horse Talisman, which heals your injured body. I swear, without these talismans, you would have been taken down by Broly on the very first hit!"

"indeed."

The fake Broly nodded in agreement; he did not refute Xiaoyu's statement.

"This is the Ox Talisman, granting you immense strength; this is the Dragon Talisman..."

"I know its effects without you having to tell me. After you took it out, I felt like a deflated balloon, feeling incredibly weak."

When the other talismans were taken out, the fake Broly did not resist or stop Jade's actions. However, when he got the Dragon Talisman, a sense of emptiness made him subconsciously snatch the Dragon Talisman from Jade's hand and put it back into his body.

"Uh, you don't want to return the talisman?"

Xiaoyu looked embarrassed; she had thought she could just find all the talismans inside the fake Broly.

“The others are fine, but this one won’t do. Also, there’s that rat talisman. I remember you said it was a talisman that could turn me from an inanimate object into a living one, right?”

"Uh, that's right."

"I don't want to turn back into an inanimate object."

The counterfeit Broly has stated its position.

"But that's not yours. You shouldn't possess things that don't belong to you."

Xiaoyu replied instinctively.

"Um……"

These words made the fake Broly ponder.

"You're right, I shouldn't possess things that don't belong to me, but I still have some things I want to do. Can I return the talisman after I finish them?"

After a while, the fake Broly actually nodded in agreement with Jade's statement, but asked for some time.

"what are you up to?"

"I can't believe it," Sheriff Blake asked curiously.

"The real me must hate being deceived."

The fake Broly looked at the real Broly and said.

"Ah."

Broly nodded; he did indeed hate being lied to.

“And I seem to be the same. The Holy Lord deceived me, and He should learn a lesson.”

"So, you're going to teach the Holy Lord a lesson?"

"Yes."

"That sounds pretty good."

"Then let us come back and get the rest of the talismans after you've taught the Holy Lord a lesson."

At the hidden entrance of the phone booth in District 13, Broly and the others made an appointment with the fake Broly and watched as the fake Broly flew away.

Because of Valon's words that afternoon, and fearing that the fake Broly might be turned, God moved from the original stronghold to a new one.

"I wonder how the fake Broly you sent out is doing now?"

Valon said that there was still no news about Afen and Rasu.

"Lasu, why are you dozing off?"

"Sorry, I was a little sleepy from keeping watch, so I just closed my eyes for a bit."

While the Mafia members upstairs were having this conversation, Broly and his group, who had left District 13, walked across the street.

"The time has come; it's time to talk to my brothers and sisters in hell."

Standing before the magic mirror they had taken with them, Shendu began to communicate with the demons of Hell.

"Holy Lord, how is the matter of dealing with Broly that you mentioned going?"

Di Kui was the first to ask.

"No problem, everything is going smoothly. I have created the ultimate weapon specifically designed to deal with Broly."

"So, could you tell us your idea?"

"of course can."

……

"That's the way it is."

After a while, Shendu told his brothers and sisters in Hell how he had used multiple spells to create an even more powerful fake Broly to deal with Broly.

"Your plan sounds good, but now it seems there's been some unexpected development."

"What accident?"

"Look behind you."

The Holy Lord turned around and saw Broly's figure.

"Ah, are you real or fake?"

"You said I was real, so why are you questioning whether I'm fake now?"

The fake Broly smirked and asked, "I came here and overheard the conversation between the Holy Lord and the demons. There's no need for a face-to-face questioning."

"Oh, Broly, my friend, did you succeed? Did you get rid of the thief who stole your life?"

"Actually, no, I just fought with him, and we stopped when there was no clear winner. Now, I'm here to teach you a lesson."

"Ah, why is that?"

"Because you lied to me."

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Holy Lord decisively breathed fire at the fake Broly in front of him.

Then, he got a big slap across the face.

The sound of slapping rang out, and Shendu, who was possessing Valon, was quickly slapped until his face was swollen.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, but I'm turning you from an inanimate object into a living one."

The Holy Lord covered his head and shouted.

"That's right, that's why I'm planning to beat you up. I just hate that you lied to me, but I'm still grateful to you for giving me, an inanimate object, a short life."

The fake Broly stopped, and he didn't actually have any ill will towards Shendu: "I'm leaving now, and before I leave, I want to give you a message."

"what?"

The Holy Lord, his face bruised and swollen, asked.

"Your act of leaving from your original place is meaningless. In my and the real Broly's aura perception, your presence in this world is so obvious that we can find you immediately if we want to."

Well, consider this news as a way of repaying you for giving me a short life. Also, stealing other people's things is wrong.

"If you want to correct your mistake, you can give me the talisman that hasn't been inserted into my body yet, and I can help you return it to its rightful owner."

The preceding content shocked and stunned the Holy Lord, but the following words jolted the evil dragon demon awake: "What did you say? Whose talisman is it?"

"Isn't it from District 13?"

"No, I am the owner of the talisman. District 13 is the thief. They stole my talisman."

Do you think I'd believe you?

“Broly, I apologize for deceiving you before, but I can swear to you that if I have said even the slightest lie, I will never escape the prison of hell, and even if I leave, I will fall back into hell.”

"Did you see that? The Holy Lord is submitting to the puppet he created."

In the magic mirror, the demons showed no sympathy for Shendu's predicament, only mockery and ridicule. Being beaten by the very creation of his own talisman was a classic joke of shooting oneself in the foot.

But the Holy Lord ignored the mockery of his brothers and sisters in Hell and spoke seriously to the fake Broly in front of him: "The talismans are my things, and there is no need to return them to anyone. I don't know what happened to you, but if you can, please tell me about your experience today, because I suspect that you have been deceived by other people with ulterior motives."

The fake Broly frowned as he looked at the Holy Lord, but still sat down and gave him a general account of what had happened that day.

Of course, since the fake Broly's vocabulary was not very extensive, his descriptions were often lacking in detail. The Holy Lord could only hear that the other party was fighting Broly fiercely, going from being completely at a disadvantage to gradually gaining the upper hand, and then being overtaken again, and the cycle continued.

While he was there, everything was normal, and the fake Broly did indeed, as He had predicted, confront the real Broly.

Valmont only felt his blood pressure rise after he stopped fighting because he was hungry and was bribed by Bro with a big meal in District 13. Oh no, I mean his blood pressure.

Upon hearing that the fake Broly allowed Jade to take the talisman from his body, Valmont even felt as if he had just suffered a stroke.

"Are you an idiot? You just let someone take the talisman from your body like that, you good-for-nothing..."

The Lord stopped halfway through his sentence because He noticed the unfriendly look in the eyes of the imposter Broly.

"Uh, what I mean is, you're an overly naive and kind-hearted child. That Jackie Chan niece named Jade must have deceived you with sweet talk."

"What a coward!"

Valon started to mock him.

"Shut up, that's being pragmatic."

The Lord was furious, but there was one thing He noticed.

"Broly, I want to know, what talismans were taken from you?"

The fake Broly was indeed naive and didn't hide the fact that the talisman had been taken away.

When the Holy Lord heard that the Horse Talisman had been taken away, his eyes lit up.

"Damn bastard, I'll show you who the real master is!"

The Holy Lord used a manipulation spell, and He became arrogant.

Are you saying that to me?

Then He heard the question from the fake Broly.

[The horse charm is gone, so why isn't my manipulation spell working?]

"Before you lost the horse charm, did you suffer any physical injury, such as having your head blown off?"

"How did you know I was blown to bits?" "Ahem, where were we?"

"You said you wanted to tell me who the real master is. What do you mean by that?"

“What I mean is, I will tell you the true owner of the talisman. Well, I have already given the talisman to you, so you are the true owner of the talisman.”

The Holy Lord began to explain with a serious expression.

"I see."

The fake Broly nodded, actually believing him.

"The talismans now belong to you. Are you going to give them to someone else?"

. . . .

"That's how it is. The talisman belongs to the Holy Lord, and He gave it to me. I own the talisman, and I can possess what belongs to me."

The next day, the fake Broly came looking for him, but he changed his mind about returning the talisman, and his reasons were quite reasonable.

"Of course, I don't intend to take back the talismans that have already been taken out; I'll just give them to the friend who treated me to a big meal."

“He’s actually a very nice person. He gave you the talisman that the Holy Lord gave him.”

Xiaoyu said to Broly beside her.

"Furthermore, I want to repay the Holy Lord for the kindness of giving me life. Next, I will help the Holy Lord unseal the seals of other demons in hell."

"This is really terrible."

Tru, who was holding a broom, said.

"The unleashed demons will surely cause chaos in the world."

The old man looked at Broly.

"Don't worry, I won't let that happen."

Broly nodded to his father, then looked at the fake Broly.

"Just as the Holy Lord has been kind to you, my father has been kind to me by teaching me spells. I will not stand idly by and watch as demons from hell are released."

"Of course, let's make a deal. If only the Wind Demon Howling Wind is released, that's fine, because I also owe Him a favor."

"Uh, Holy Lord, what do you say?"

The fake Broly lowered his head and asked the dragon-headed staff in his hand.

"I didn't expect you to have a demon you're willing to release, but unfortunately, the other demons must also be released first."

The Holy Lord has concealed his presence with a spell and is now communicating with the real Broly through the dragon-headed staff in the fake Broly's hand.

"Since you won't agree, then..."

The old man's words drew the attention of everyone present.

[This old guy wants to make the first move!]

Just as the Holy Lord was thinking this, he heard the old man in the antique shop say, "Then let's discuss the question of who the true owner of the talisman is!"

"Huh? You old codger, are you getting blind? The twelve talismans aren't mine, so are they yours? Or are you trying to deceive my friend Broly (the fake) with sweet talk?"

"The talismans are naturally not mine, and I don't mean to deceive anyone. Father, I just want to discuss with you the facts and see who the original owner of the twelve talismans really was."

"Alright, then tell me, you old codger, who was the original owner of the Twelve Talismans?"

"The Holy Lord, also known as the Divine Capital, was once a fire demon who ruled the Asian continent. During his rule over the Asian continent, he used a powerful magic spell to extract the power of the twelve zodiac animals and make it his own."

I've already deciphered this encyclopedia of spells, Father, and it contains the spell to extract the power of the twelve zodiac animals from you.

To be honest, aside from the dragon talisman which belongs to you personally, all the other talismans belong to the zodiac animals.

To prove he was telling the truth, Dad held up the encyclopedia of magic and turned to the page with the spell to extract the power of the zodiac animals.

The Holy Lord was speechless, because what the other party said made sense. Apart from the Dragon Talisman, the other talismans were all obtained by Him from drawing power from other zodiac animals.

"But the other talismans were also formed after I used magic to draw power from the other eleven zodiac animals, and then I was ambushed by that guy Pero using righteous magic!"

“We are only discussing the true original owner of the talisman, and it is not you.”

"sophistry."

"Broly, activated by the Rat Talisman, do you agree with what your father said?"

What you said seems to make sense.

Holy Lord: "..."

The counterfeit Broly is too naive, which has both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that the other party can be bewitched by you again.

The downside is that the other person will listen to what you say.

Deceive him? No, I swear I can't deceive him, so...

"But the original owner of the talisman wasn't you. If you're so capable, why don't you send those zodiac animals to demand it back!"

The presence of the Holy Lord prevented the fake Broly from being fooled into pulling out the Rat Talisman.

“Yes, the Holy Lord is right. Unless you let the original owner of the talisman come and demand it back, I will not hand over the remaining talismans in my body.”

The situation became tense. If the fake Broly, who had declared his stance and intended to side with the Holy Lord, couldn't be dealt with, it would definitely be a big problem.

"Well then, I have a suggestion."

Broly thought for a moment and then took the initiative to break the silence.

"What proposal?"

The fake Broly looked at him.

"Let's have another battle, and decide who gets the talisman based on the outcome. What do you think?"

"That's a good suggestion."

The fake Broly's eyes lit up, and he immediately agreed.

"Fight now?"

"No, let's talk about it this afternoon."

. . . .

"Broly, are you confident?"

After agreeing on a time for the battle, the real and fake Broly were questioned separately by their father (the Holy Lord) and others.

"I don't know, but I feel that his aura seems much weaker than when we fought to the very end yesterday."

This is how the fake Broly answered the Lord.

"If it's a head-on fight, I probably can't beat them anymore..."

The strongest concept has a problem: in worlds other than the Star Cup, the boost it provides is not permanent; it is only temporary and disappears once you leave combat.

However, the counterfeit Broly's strength did not diminish as a result. Although Broly also became stronger during yesterday's fight, the increase in his strength did not exceed that of the counterfeit Broly, whose strength was rapidly increased through the power of the rules and mechanisms.

Broly knew very well that the fake Broly was now stronger than him, probably more than twice as strong.

"It's alright, we still have the Horse Talisman and the Dog Talisman, right? With those two talismans, that fake won't be able to deal with you, and your power can be restored to the level you had when you fought the opponent yesterday, thanks to that so-called strongest concept!"

Xiaoyu is a genius with ideas, and she immediately came up with a solution.

“Xiaoyu, this is one way, but it will turn the battle into a protracted war. It’s hard to say how long it will take to determine a winner. I have a better way to quickly determine the winner between me and the fake.”

"any solution?"

Xiaoyu quickly pressed for more information.

"Father, I need you to help me concoct three kinds of magic potions."

Broly didn't answer Jade's question, but instead asked his father for three kinds of magic potions.

. . . .

Question: If you know that the fake version of yourself is twice as strong as you, and has a weakness called the Rat Talisman, would you fight it head-on, or would you attack the fake version's weakness?
Broly's answer was that if things weren't important, he would fight head-on and enjoy the process, but if it involved something important and he couldn't hold back, he would choose to attack the fake's own weaknesses.

As Broly had predicted, he was completely at a disadvantage from the start of the afternoon's battle. However, as his vision was obscured by the clouds, he took out his prepared secret weapon, the Shrinking Potion, and cast a shrinking spell on himself, which immediately reversed the situation.

The Shrinking Spell can shrink a person to the size of a mosquito. When facing a powerful enemy, this would be a significant weakening of oneself. However, when facing a powerful enemy with the same aura as oneself, it can completely conceal one's presence.

Broly, seeing the fake Broly looking like a headless fly searching for his tracks, carefully flew towards it, having already lowered his aura to the lowest level.

Broly successfully got close and, with the help of the magic potion, easily entered the body of the fake Broly.

With the Rat Talisman being unleashed, the battle was over. Broly used the Enlargement Potion to restore his size and plummeted downwards, catching up with the falling sculpture and carrying the inanimate replica back to the antique shop.

"The dragon talisman has been removed, but there don't seem to be any other talismans inside his body."

Xiaoyu said.

"It seems that the Holy Lord did not give him all the talismans. The sheep with its soul leaving its body, the unpredictable monkey, and the tiger with its yin and yang balance are missing."

The old man said.

"Broly, can you find the location of the Holy Lord now?"

Xiaoyu looked at Broly.

"No, the Holy Lord has concealed his presence; I can't sense his existence now."

Broly looked at the statue and guessed that it was probably a fake of himself. He informed the other party of this information, prompting the other party to take countermeasures.

"Hey, Broly, what do you want to do?"

When Xiaoyu saw the boy holding the rat talisman and seemingly trying to stuff it into the statue, she quickly asked him about it.

"I want to say a final goodbye to this counterfeit friend."

Broly explained that he put the rat charm into the statue.

"Why am I here?"

The fake Broly was revived and noticed that the scenery around him had changed, so he asked in surprise.

"It's simple, because I won our contest."

Broly answered.

"how did you do it?"

The fake Broly didn't disbelieve it. Without the Dragon Talisman in his body, he was in a state as if he had run out of energy, and he was somewhat curious about how he had been defeated.

Broly didn't hide anything and told the fake Broly how he won, and then he made a summary.

"The outcome of a battle sometimes depends not only on hard power, but also on intelligence."

I know your weaknesses, and I am also aware of the advantages I have over you.

So even though you're stronger than me, I still won in the end.

"I see. Then I did lose."

The fake Broly accepted his defeat wholeheartedly, but he was puzzled as to why his lost self had been brought back to life.

"Nice to meet you, counterfeit me."

Just then, Broly extended his hand to him.

"I'm also very happy to meet you, the real me."

The fake Broly was stunned for a moment, but after realizing what was happening, he shook hands with the Saiyan boy.

"Are you willing to change your mind and not help the Holy Lord release the demon?"

Broly asked the question.

"Are you willing to change your personality?"

The counterfeit Broly asked rhetorically.

"Okay, I understand. I'll remember you, friend."

"Me too."

The fake Broly, still sporting a smiling expression, was transformed back into a statue in Papa's Antique Shop.

"Broly, you don't seem to be in a good mood. What's wrong?"

Xiaoyu asked him.

“I wanted to leave the Rat Talisman to him, but he refused.”

“A person’s fate is often determined by their own character. Broly, you’re a good boy, and so is he.”

Looking at the statue, the old man assured him, "Don't worry, I'll have Tru take good care of him from now on. He'll wipe the statue at least once a day, and he'll wax and oil it to maintain it, so that it looks just like the Buddha statue in a thriving temple."

"Leave it to me."

Tru patted his chest. Although the fake Broly was helping the Holy Lord, his gratitude and willingness to repay kindness were admirable.

(End of this chapter)