Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

He was considering a question: Had he mocked Solo before? What if Solo came back to haunt him later?

"How... how could this happen?" Cell lay on the ground, looking down at his trembling fingers, when he suddenly felt warm liquid trickling down his lips and dripping onto the ground.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, leaving a dark red stain on his hand.

He gritted his teeth, his heart filled with growing resentment, a twisted flame burning in his pupils.

"Hmph, the outcome is another matter!" Cell suddenly roared, his aura exploding from within him.

He pushed off the ground with his legs, his body soaring into the sky, quickly appearing high above the clouds, hovering below the clouds, looking down at the small white dot below.

Solo simply looked up at the sky calmly, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Zoro, I admit you're strong!" Cell grinned, his smile maniacal. "But do you dare take my full-force attack? Well, that's no longer up to you. If you dodge, I'll blow the entire Earth to smithereens!"

As he spoke, Cell placed his hands at his waist, palms facing each other.

Energy was rapidly gathering between his palms, growing brighter and more intense, like a green sun taking shape.

The beam of light danced between his palms, making a hissing sound, and even the clouds above his head were churned up by the shockwave.

Piccolo, Krillin, and the others were trembling with fear.

The energy pressed down from high above, causing the ground beneath their feet to tremble slightly.

Is this guy trying to destroy the Earth?

"Kamehameha!"

Cell showed no mercy, slamming his hands down and unleashing a thick beam of green light that shot from his palms with devastating force, engulfing Solo below.

Wherever the beam of light passed, the air was scorched and twisted, and the pebbles on the ground were pressed and bounced.

"Oh no! Earth is going to be destroyed!" Bick's voice was low, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

“Uncle Piccolo…” Gohan’s face was pale, his small fists clenched at his sides, he closed his eyes, covered his ears with his hands, and shouted loudly, “Dad!”

"Damn it! Is the Earth really going to be destroyed like this?" Krillin clutched his bald head, shrank his neck, and exclaimed in shock, "I don't even have a girlfriend yet!"

Although Yamcha and Tien Shinhan didn't say anything, their expressions grew increasingly grim.

"Oh dear, this little attack is nothing. Solo can easily handle it." Bardos stood a few steps away, her gaze casually sweeping over the descending green beam of light. She couldn't help but say this to the people present.

Piccolo and the others glanced at Bardos, then quickly looked back at the Kamehameha wave, their eyes wide with surprise.

Watching the Kamehameha wave descend rapidly, Zoro simply raised his right hand unhurriedly.

His fingertip pointed to the sky, his movement as steady as if he were pointing to a star.

"destroy!"

A purplish-red dot of light condensed at Solo's fingertip.

The light spot was small, only the size of a sesame seed, yet it exuded a chilling aura, as if even the surrounding air was slightly distorted.

In the blink of an eye, Solo condensed a destructive energy the size of a sesame seed.

Purple specks of light danced gently in the morning light, like a star slowed down.

"call out!"

Solo flicked his finger, sending the purplish-red dot of light flying towards the Kamehameha wave.

The point of light silently streaked across the air, heading towards the thick green beam of light that was enough to cover half the sky.

Seeing this, Piccolo and the others were trembling with fear again, and they all wanted to curse out loud.

Solo, can you stop being so pretentious?

You should at least try to be serious!

What can you do with such a tiny amount of energy, the size of a sesame seed?

With such a small amount of energy, you think you can shake a big tree?

However, what happened next completely stunned Piccolo and the others.

The purplish-red light met Cell's full-force Kamehameha wave.

The moment the beam of light touched the point of light, it began to disintegrate like a piece of paper encountering a flame.

The energy begins to shatter, disintegrate, and vanish from the point of contact, like a painting being torn apart from its center.

It only took about three seconds.

"Snapped!"

Cell's Kamehameha wave was completely destroyed by that sesame-seed-sized destructive energy, leaving nothing behind.

The sky was completely empty, without even a trace of residual energy fluctuations.

The scene was deathly quiet.

The wind blew across the open fields, carrying the scent of grass and earth.

Cell was terrified; his body swayed in the air, and he almost fell off.

His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he stared at the empty sky below, his throat feeling as if something was stuck in it.

"Looks like you becoming a complete body isn't all that impressive after all." Zoro shook his head in disappointment, his gaze as indifferent as if he were looking at a fallen leaf. "I was originally planning to wait for Goku to come and teach you a lesson, but I don't want to waste time, so..."

"Shh!"

Before Solo could finish speaking, he had already vanished from the spot.

In just a moment, he was already directly above Cell.

Cell mechanically turned his head to look behind him, his pupils contracting sharply.

"destroy!"

Solo didn't stand on ceremony. He condensed another purplish-red dot the size of a sesame seed at his fingertip, flicked it, and sent the dot into Cell's body, like dropping a drop of ink into a glass of water.

"Ah," Cell looked down at his chest, where there was nothing.

There were no wounds, no bloodstains, and no trace left.

But the emptiness that spread from the depths of his body surged up like a tide, and he felt his vitality rapidly dissipating.

"That's not it... I... I... I still want to challenge Sun Wukong!"

Sharu's voice went from passionate to trembling, and then to pleading.

His green face was filled with fear and resentment, and the flame in his eyes went out as quickly as if oxygen had been sucked out.

However, Solo completely ignored it.

After releasing the purplish-red light, he fell rapidly from the air, his feet gently touching the ground as he appeared beside Bados.

“With your current strength, dealing with such a strange creature is indeed a bit of a waste of your talents.” Bardos smiled at him, a hint of interest in her eyes. “If you really want to fight, I can call Lord Champa over so you can have a proper spar.”

"Ahem... Vados, who do you think is the weakest God of Destruction?" Solo coughed and asked quickly, his eyes flickering slightly.

“The weakest God of Destruction…” Vados paused for a moment, tilted her head, and tapped her scepter twice with her pale blue fingers as if she were thinking.

"Let's go, I'll get you something good to eat first, then you can think about it slowly." Solo smiled slightly and turned to walk away.

“Okay.” When Bardos heard that Solo was going to cook the food himself, she was overjoyed and quickly nodded in agreement, tapping her scepter lightly on the ground.

"Number 18, do you want to come along?" Solo asked Number 18 again, turning his gaze to her.

"Me?" Number 18 was taken aback, her gaze lingering on his face for a moment.

“All you have to do is nod or shake your head,” Solo chuckled.

Number 18 hesitated for a moment, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Solo and Vados, before nodding.

“In that case…” Solo walked to Number 18’s side, reached out and put his arm around her waist.

His hand landed on her waist, and he could feel her slight body warmth through her clothes.

A blush appeared on Number 18's usually aloof face. Her body tensed slightly as if she wanted to break free. She raised her hand, thought for a moment, and then lowered it again.

Bardos stood a few steps away, witnessing this scene. Her pale blue eyes narrowed slightly, and her fingers tightened slightly on her scepter. Suddenly, she had a bad feeling.

I feel like someone is trying to steal my food.

“Let’s go, Bardos,” Solo called out.

After saying that, Solo, holding Number 18, lifted off the ground and flew rapidly into the distance.

Their figures soared higher and higher, farther and farther away, in the morning light.

Bardos quickly followed, her streak of light tracing an arc in the sky as she flew after the two figures ahead.

As for the others, Solo had no intention of inviting them.

What level are you talking about? Eating the food I cook?

The food I cook is only for beautiful women!

"Hey, aren't you taking me with you?" Number 17 was stunned, sprang up from the crowd, and then took to the air.

"Huh! Huh!"

However, Solo and Bardos were simply too fast.

The two disappeared on the horizon in a flash, leaving not even a trail of air behind.

By the time they realized what had happened on the 17th, they had no idea where they had gone.

He hovered in mid-air, looked around, then looked down at the ground, his lips twitched a few times, and finally landed.

Bick and the others immediately came to their senses.

The group exchanged glances, then turned their gaze to the spot where Cell had disappeared. Finding no trace left, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The group looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

Silent for a long time.

"It's unbelievable, Cell is really dead?" Krillin exclaimed, raising his hand to scratch his bald head.

“We all underestimated Solo’s true strength,” Piccolo said in a deep voice, turning his gaze from the sky back to the ground.

"It's ridiculous. We thought Solo was being coerced by those two androids." Yamcha's lips twitched, and he said with a wry smile, spreading his hands at his sides.

"And there's Number 17..." Tien Shinhan asked softly, raising his gaze to the figure hovering in the sky, "Aren't you going to eliminate him?"