Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 663 Almost Passed Goliath Unscathed
On the seventeenth floor of the maze, a battle is taking place between a tiny man and a giant. The giant Goliath is enormous, but what does not match his size is his incredible speed. His attacks are like a storm, crashing down on the only challenger on the seventeenth floor.

The crystal floor was cracked, but amidst the swirling storm of crystal palace rocks, a petite figure narrowly escaped all the attacks.

The Titans are indeed fast, but not agile enough. If Broly simply moves in a straight line, he will be hit. However, if Broly maneuvers in a small area, the Titans can do nothing to him.

Just as it's difficult for humans to swat a mosquito or fly that keeps moving around them, Broly's movement relative to Goliath is like the movement of a mosquito or fly relative to a human.

However, unlike mosquitoes and flies, Broly's short sword was capable of wounding giants.

Having dodged Goliath's attack once again, Broly followed its arm and charged toward its shoulder.

The sword light that flashed during the charge tore through the skin of the giant's arm.

"roar~"

Goliath cried out in pain as his right arm burst open with wounds from which blood gushed.

This big guy seemed to have some intelligence, after realizing that Broly was charging towards its neck.

His left fist anticipated the Saiyan's direction of movement and slammed towards his right shoulder.

Broly could only jump up quickly, dodging the giant's anticipated attack while simultaneously cutting a line of blood on the giant's left wrist.

Then, they stepped over the giant's shoulder and landed back on the ground.

It's too shallow...

Broly is now facing a very awkward problem: compared to the giant in front of him, his Fire Joy has a very short duration. Although it can break through defenses and deal damage, but...

Steam rose from the giant's wounds, which had been cut open, and the wounds that Broly had painstakingly inflicted began to scab over and heal.

It seems impossible to kill the opponent by bleeding him out, as the giant's regenerative ability is actually higher than his rate of injury recovery.

To deal with this kind of enemy, you either have to exhaust them by using your own strength, or you have to deliver a fatal blow.

This was Broly's internal judgment after fighting Goliath for a while.

Should we retreat?

Outlast the opponent?

It's possible that they could be worn down and killed in turn.

As for a one-hit kill?

The giant was guarding its neck, a vital spot, so it seemed to be a formidable opponent that I could not easily defeat.

But the idea of ​​retreating only briefly crossed Broly's mind before he rejected it outright. What was he here for? Wasn't it for adversity and a hard-fought battle?

This situation is what truly deserves to be called a tough battle. I have to rack my brains trying to figure out how to defeat that big, resilient punching bag.

Broly was deep in thought, while Goliath began picking up stones.

Bel, who was lying on the entrance to the eighteenth floor, watched with wide eyes as the giant grabbed a handful of rubble from the ground and threw it toward the boy on the other side.

. . . .

The hurled stones were like cannonballs, but Broly dodged them all like a butterfly flitting through a flowerbed.

Elegant, so elegant, as if the real challenger wasn't Broly, but the giant who was attacking Broly with all its might.

After Broly dodged the rock attack, he charged toward the giant again. This time, instead of jumping onto the giant, he attacked its left ankle.

When the giant's heel was cut open and his movement became somewhat difficult, Broly's attack shifted to the back of his calf.

One sword, two swords, three swords... the swords cleaved through flesh to reveal bone, cracks appeared in the bone, and I felt a pang of pain for the giant's gruesome lower leg. Then, a flash of light appeared, and the giant's left lower leg was finally severed.

It lost its balance and tilted down, only its left hand bracing against the ground, preventing it from falling completely, but it looked as if it were kneeling on one knee before Brother Broly...

The image of a towering giant kneeling before a small boy deeply moved Bell, especially in the boy's eyes, who embodied a heroic spirit.

This scene was like that of a hero who had overcome unimaginable enemies and difficulties.

Of course, the battle was not over yet, because the giant could still move. It raised its right fist to strike, but just like before, Broly easily dodged the attack.

Broly stood on the giant's hand again and began to run up the giant's arm.

But unlike before, the giant was using his other hand to support himself on the ground, maintaining his balance, and was no longer able to intercept Broly...

. . . .

As Broly passed Goliath's neck, he swung his sword, cutting a wound on Goliath's neck, and then leaped high into the air, stepping on the giant's shoulders.

He poured the limited energy in his body into the Fire of Joy, which emitted a dazzling red light. Gravity magic was then applied to the wound that Goliath had inflicted on himself.

He spun rapidly as he fell from the sky, looking like a fiery red flower in full bloom.

The Light Blade Gravity Spin Slash landed, a move resembling a finishing blow, once again striking the wound on the giant's neck.

In an instant, Goliath's lament was paused.

Because its head, which was connected to its body, was severed by the Saiyan boy's combined attack, the massive head was separated directly from its neck.

"Bang~"

It crashed to the ground with a loud bang.

. . . .

Watching that magnificent ending, I couldn't help but stand up from the entrance of the eighteenth floor and look excitedly at Broly, who seemed a little tired after landing.

Broly looked at me, gave me a thumbs up, smiled, and nudged behind him, as if to say: Look, the big guy behind me was beaten by him.

And I thought so too. After all, how could the giant still be alive when his head was cut off? However, we all underestimated the vitality of Goliath, the master of the 17th floor of the labyrinth.

Goliath was able to become the floor master because of its extremely terrifying regenerative ability. As long as the magic stone inside its body was destroyed or 30% of its body was destroyed, this guy could move around.

At the time, I didn't know this, and neither did Broly's brother. Therefore, he paid a very heavy price for his lack of information...

. . . .

The Goliath head, slowly turning to ashes as it landed, stared intently at Broly with its scarlet eyes.

The headless giant suddenly began to move.

"Brother Broly, watch out behind you..."

Bell's excited expression was replaced by panic. He shouted loudly in their direction, making Broly, who had let his guard down, realize that something was wrong.

However, due to the fatigue after relaxing, the body did not have time to dodge and could only adopt a defensive stance of blocking.

The next instant, the giant's right fist slammed into him, sending him flying like a cannonball, smashing through the rocks in his path, and embedding him directly into the Wailing Wall.

"Brother Broly..."

Bell's voice was somewhat indistinct and distant, Broly's mind became somewhat dazed, and the scene before him turned blood red and overlapped.

Blood gushed from the boy's mouth and nose as if it were free, and excruciating pain burned his entire body like flames, but he had already become numb.

Just one hit, and the sheer numerical superiority brought Broly to the brink of death. Had he not assumed a defensive stance, that punch would likely have killed him.

The headless giant's severed head began to heal. Bell was filled with fear, but he gritted his teeth, put down the large backpack on his back, and ran towards where the boy had landed.

The boy struggled to pull the boy's somewhat tattered body down from the wall, muttering words of urging him not to die. He then took out all the potions from the bag Broly had given him before he went out to fight the floor master, and poured them all over Broly's body, regardless of what kind they were.

However, the recovery medicine would take time to heal, and it was uncertain whether it could fully restore the boy's severe injuries. Bell simply carried the boy on his back and ran towards the entrance of the 18th floor.

Unfortunately, the entrance is quite far from here. It took a minute just to run here at full speed, and now carrying someone on my back, I have to run back, which will take at least three minutes...

Goliath (the Titan) had his head regrown, and although he still had no skin, he had regained his mobility.

"Roar~" The giant roared and limped after them.

. . . .

At that time, I didn't want to give up on Broly, who was good to me, so I carried him on my back and ran forward. But misfortune struck again when I tripped over a protruding rock on the ground.

Then the giant, which resembled an aberrant species, caught up and slammed its enormous hand down on us. Just when I thought Broly and I were about to be flattened and go to the underworld together...

Broly on his back recovered, and he wielded his hand like a sword, creating a barrier of light that tore apart the giant's slamming hand the instant it touched the light.

Next came Goliath (the Titan) in his true form. If Broly, before being injured, almost defeated Goliath, who was three levels higher than him, with absolute combat skills and awareness, then Broly, after being severely injured, tore the Titan to shreds with pure, savage power.

Later, I heard from the gods that this was Broly's rage skill. Once his rage exceeded a certain threshold, Broly would enter his rage form, and his overall stats would temporarily increase tenfold.

Well, even if he hadn't rushed out to rescue him, Goliath (the Titan) would probably have been torn to shreds by Broly, who was already enraged.

After all, Broly also possesses healing magic. Unless someone is completely immobilized, a temporary tenfold increase in stats is something no one can withstand.

This excerpt is from the first chapter of Bell's autobiography, which he will write in the future. The excerpt reads: "Our first time in the dungeon, we defeated the giant floor master! Broly and I are amazing!"

. . . .

Am I going to die?

If I die, how heartbroken Aqua and the others will be...

The thought of possible misfortunes makes anger rise uncontrollably from the bottom of my heart.

Broly resisted death; his wild power roared. He should have lost his mind and stood up to slaughter the Titans.

But he was temporarily stopped when a naive boy ran up to him and poured a potion on him. Broly realized that he might lose control and kill his own supporters.

He tried to calm himself down and feel his body gradually being repaired by the healing potion until the boy accidentally fell while carrying him, and they were about to be smashed into mincemeat, at which point he released his anger.

During the journey, he briefly lost his rationality, and when he came to his senses, the floor owner had been completely torn to shreds by himself.

Broly stepped on the large fragment of the magic stone left behind by Goliath and looked around before spotting the white-haired boy lying there, still in the same position as when he fell.

"Bell, that was a brilliant support!"

Broly gave the other person a thumbs up.

Upon hearing this, Bell's initial fear of the Saiyan boy who was displaying his violent side gradually gave way to joy.

"Brother Broly, you're back to normal! That's wonderful!"

Broly's rampage was truly terrifying; it was as if getting too close would mean being torn to shreds by him.

"I'm a little tired, so you can take care of the loot from the floor owner."

After Broly finished speaking, he slumped down on the magic stone.

The medicine did not fully heal his injuries, and he was still in pain all over his body.

[Now, if we don't even count the adversity and hard-fought battles, whoever wants to level up can go ahead...]

He thought to himself.

Goliath's spoils were quickly collected, leaving only a bone, a piece of skin, and the large magic stone remaining beneath him.

If he hadn't regained his senses in time, he probably would have smashed the magic stone beneath him.

"Brother Broly, it seems we can't carry such a large magic stone."

Bell looked at the magic stone fragments that were taller than him, but he was somewhat troubled.

"Sell the other items on the 18th floor first, then come and move this."

Broly jumped down and said that before that, he went to the spot where he had smashed the rock and retrieved the Fire Delight embedded in the rock wall.

. . . .

"Are you new adventurers who have just entered the middle zone? This is the amount I can give you for what you've obtained."

In Rivera Town, after checking the loot they were about to sell, Modo, seeing a human boy and a boy who appeared to be a hybrid of orc and dwarf, enter his shop, gave them a price far below the Orario Guild's purchase price.

"Oh, why is there so little? This is a drop from the mid-level area. The drops we get in the upper-level area would fetch more at the guild than this, right?"

Bell felt like he'd encountered a shady businessman and immediately objected to the scarred man's offer.

“Then you can take the items back to the guild to sell them. If you want to sell them here, you’ll have to sell them at the local purchase price in Rivera Town.”

Modo looked the two men up and down, their bodies covered in blood and grime, and shrugged indifferently. He had seen plenty of newbies like this before. They had the strength and a bit of luck to get past the floor master and down to the 18th floor, but they didn't have the strength to take the loot back with them. In the end, they could only helplessly accept the result of selling their loot to him at a low price.

"Will you use Fari payment or guild-signed payment?"

Broly stopped Bell, who was trying to bargain, and directly asked the man, whom he had previously purchased information about the two-headed dragon floor owner.

"Oh ho, you're not a complete newbie, are you? You know that signing up is popular here. But if you use guild signing up to pay, you'll have to pay the transaction fee yourselves."

"Modo said."

“Okay, but you have to give me this big black cloth, and also two nose clips.”

Broly pointed to the dust cloth on the shelf next to him and said.

"Let me remind you, this is just an ordinary dust cloth, not a prop."

"I know."

"Alright, I'll give it to you if you agree to the deal."

Modo gave the boy two guild contracts with face values ​​of 10 and 15 respectively, then removed the dust cover and handed him two nose clips.

He watched Broly and Bell leave, muttering to himself, "Stinking agent, huh? What a clever brat. He should be able to survive in the dungeon for a long time."

After leaving the shop, Bell asked, somewhat puzzled, "Brother Broly, why did we still do business with that guy when he offered such a low price?"

“His shop has this big black cloth. If the floor master’s magic stone is transported up without being covered, it will attract more attention. I don’t want to attract attention, so I need this.”

Broly gave an explanation, then took Bell back to the 17th floor, retrieved the large magic stone hidden in the rubble, wrapped it in a large black cloth, and put it in his backpack.

Moving large pieces of magic stone out is not easy, especially in narrow terrains where it is impossible to pass through, but Broly can demolish walls so it is not a problem.

Broly brought a nose clip for himself, handed one to Bell, opened a bag of exorcism potion, tied it with a branch broken from the 18th floor, and carried it in front of him like a lantern, before taking the lead.

The scent of the exorcism potion dissipated, and with Broly's timely intervention, there weren't many battles along the way.

Broly and Bell quickly left the middle level. Once they reached the upper level, Broly said to Bell, "From now on, we shouldn't have to worry anymore. Bell, give me your big backpack. Your stamina should be at its limit by now."

"Ah, I'm fine."

"Do not force."

Broly said something and took the backpack from the trembling boy.

"I can't fight with this thing while carrying heavy loads in the middle zone, but it's no problem in the upper zone."

As Broly spoke, he opened another exorcism potion and handed it to Bell.

"Here, take this and walk in front. If there's any danger, hide behind me."

Belle, who was handed the exorcism potion by the boy: "..."

He suspected that the boy simply didn't want to be bothered by the stench anymore. Well, even with nose clips, the stench of the exorcism seemed to seep into their nasal cavities through the air they breathed.

The roads in the upper area were smooth, and Broly and Bell only encountered a few monsters before they made it out of the dungeon without incident.

(End of this chapter)