Chapter 259: The Power of Power: The Super Namek Project and the Fateful Battle

Chapter 259: The Power of Power: The Super Namek Project and the Fateful Battle

Chapter 1: Conspiracy and Prelude to Breakthrough

In the fantastic and dreamlike Dragon Ball universe, the Tournament of Power is undoubtedly the most shining focal stage in the entire universe. It is like a bright pearl, exuding endless charm and light, attracting all kinds of strong people from all mysterious corners of the universe like moths to a flame. These strong people, with their ardent desire for supreme glory and a heavy sense of mission for the survival of the universe, have launched one thrilling and exciting competition after another on this stage. Each battle seems to be an exciting chapter in the symphony of fate.

Lin Feng, a traveler from a distant earth, was like an explorer swimming in the vast ocean of knowledge in the past. He was deeply addicted to the wonderful virtual worlds such as "Dragon Ball", "Naruto" and "One Piece", and absorbed the endless charm in them like an infatuated man. The concept of god-making engineering presented in "Super Seminary" is like a dazzling meteor that cuts through the darkness, leaving an indelible mark in his heart, like a blazing flame that never goes out in the deepest part of his soul. This concept points out that no matter how amazing the heights of civilization have climbed in the long course of development, no matter how the light of science and technology illuminates the way forward, the unknown terrorist threats are always around, like a giant beast lurking in the dark, which may pounce and devour everything at any time. Therefore, integrating the resources of the planet and even the entire universe, and doing everything possible to create super gene warriors, has become the inevitable and only choice to resist unknown fears and protect the survival of civilization. This concept is like a lighthouse in the dark, guiding Lin Feng in the direction of exploring power.

After crossing to the Dragon Ball Universe, Lin Feng relied on his unique advantage - the identity of a Dragon Saiyan with the blood of the Dragon God. He was like an indestructible blade in the arena, cutting through all obstacles and defeating all enemies. His reputation spread rapidly in this vast universe like a prairie fire, and became famous far and wide. However, his desire for power is like a deep, boundless, and endless black hole. No matter how many achievements he has made, it cannot fill his inner pursuit of greater power. At this moment, with his keen insight like an eagle, he is like a hunter with a keen sense of smell. He sensed the subtle opportunity to break through the existing realm, and resolutely came to a quiet and deserted corner at the edge of the arena. Like a hermit who has withdrawn from the world and practiced hard, he devoted himself to retreat and launched a desperate and full-strength attack towards a higher level of power.

Lin Feng knew that although the blood of the Dragon God gave him a strong foundation of power, it was not a smooth road to achieve a leap in strength, but a difficult journey full of thorns and challenges. On the long and arduous road of exploration, he was like a traveler groping in the dark, with his eyes fixed on the cells of the Namekians. Especially the special Namek cells containing the mysterious blood of the Dragon God. After countless thoughts and inferences, he believed that they might have an extraordinary and unique harmonizing effect. This kind of cell can not only balance its own violent power like a surging tsunami like a Dinghaishenzhen, but also build a magical bridge to help him more smoothly integrate the cells of other strong men, thereby achieving an all-round and comprehensive improvement in ability and opening the door to a higher level of power. Currently, he is immersed in a difficult but hopeful fusion journey, trying to skillfully combine the Saiyans' innate powerful combat ability, the amazing high-speed movement ability of Despo, and the long-standing and profound martial arts of the Earth. In the process of transforming into a Super Saiyan again and again, he is indomitably exploring the limit of his power. However, the Namek cells containing the blood of the Dragon God are still like an elusive phantom and have not yet been successfully integrated with him. This has become a difficult problem that he urgently needs to overcome, like a huge rock pressing on his heart, so that he cannot relax for a moment.

Just as Lin Feng was trying his best to break through the limit of his power at the edge of the arena, the arena of the Tournament of Power was already filled with flames of war and smoke, as if the whole world was set on fire by the flames of war and fell into chaos and despair. Piccolo and Gohan from Universe 7 were caught in a bitter battle that seemed to last forever. They were like two lonely boats in a storm, struggling in the surging waves of power and could be swallowed up by the ruthless sea at any time. Their opponents were Saoneer and Perina from Universe 6. The two Super Namekians were surrounded by strange gray-green energy, which seemed to be a curse gushing out from the bottom of the abyss, exuding a creepy and terrifying aura, as if as long as they got a little closer, they would be swallowed up by endless darkness and their souls would sink forever.

The God of Destruction of the Sixth Universe, Xiangpa, was standing in the viewing booth at this moment, dancing with excitement like a crazy dancer, with a distorted and ferocious expression on his face due to enthusiasm. He shouted at Saonel and Pilina at the top of his lungs, and the sharp and piercing sound seemed to be able to penetrate the barriers of layers of space and reach the end of the universe, echoing evil notes in the void: "Send all the guys from the Seventh Universe to the eighteen levels of hell! Let them know thoroughly that the power of our Sixth Universe is not in vain!" After that, he smugly stabbed Beerus with his eyes like a sharp dagger, and raised the corners of his mouth high, outlining a sneer full of contempt and disdain. That smile was like the strange cry of a night owl in the dark, revealing endless malice: "Humph, these two are my capable subordinates who I have painstakingly and carefully trained." Xiang Pa crossed his arms across his chest, his eyes flashing with madness and complacency, like an evil conspirator, unscrupulously showing off his "Super Namek Plan" that sounded like the devil's whisper: "I told those naive Namekians that the losing universe will suffer the fate of destruction. In order to protect the Sixth Universe, they selected two of the strongest dragon warriors with a tragic sense of mission, and cruelly merged with many of their own kind. These poor guys, with the earnest expectations of the entire tribe, were fooled by me like puppets to complete the fusion, and now they have been reborn and transformed into the legendary and terrifying Super Namekians. Today is the end of your Seventh Universe, and I will let you see the terrifying power of the Sixth Universe that is enough to make people despair, hahahaha!" The malicious laughter, like a sledgehammer, hit Beerus' eardrums again and again, as if ruthlessly provoking the dignity and glory of the Seventh Universe, trying to crush it completely.

As soon as Piccolo confronted his opponent, his face turned pale as paper, as if covered by a layer of frost, bloodless. His keen perception was like a sophisticated radar, and he instantly realized that there were dozens of souls hidden in the bodies of these two people. The breath was chaotic and evil, as if countless wronged souls twisted by the power of darkness were struggling and roaring in pain, forming a terrifying abyss vortex, as if to drag everything around into endless darkness. At this moment, their bodies were like giant beasts driven by the power of darkness, rapidly expanding to more than three times the size of ordinary people, and the surface of their skin was covered with knotted muscles, like a volcano about to erupt, emitting a suffocating and powerful sense of oppression, as if the entire space was twisted and deformed under the pressure of this force, emitting painful groans.

Saonel took the lead in attacking. In an instant, a three-meter-long air knife condensed in his left hand. The blade flashed with cold light, as if it could break the constraints of space, and cut through the air with a sharp sound like the howling of ghosts and wolves. The sound seemed to penetrate the human soul, filling people's hearts with fear and despair. Piccolo reacted very quickly, his pupils suddenly constricted, like the concentration and vigilance of a cheetah locking onto its prey, and his eyes revealed firmness and determination. He immediately performed the "Afterimage Fist", and in an instant, countless afterimages flew around like snowflakes. The air knife brushed against the corner of his clothes like a deadly lightning, tearing a bottomless gully on the ground, and gravel flew in all directions like a cannonball, and dust flew up like a sky-covering dust, as if the whole world was turned upside down by this power and fell into chaos and destruction.

Before Piccolo could catch his breath, Perak's Qigong wave came surging like a black meteor shower, and it seemed that it would completely engulf the entire stadium, plunging everything into an endless dark abyss, never to see the light of day again. Seeing this, Gohan leaped up without hesitation, like an eagle spreading its wings, soaring into the sky with a nimble and firm posture. He quickly crossed his hands in front of his chest and tried his best to condense the "Turtle Shock Wave". The two powerful energies collided with a deafening roar, and the sound seemed to shake the barriers of the universe to the point of collapse, as if the entire stadium was shaken by this force, and time and space also trembled slightly at this moment like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, rippling layers of waves. The air wave was like a surging tsunami, ruthlessly blowing away the unsuspecting players around with overwhelming force. The stadium suddenly fell into chaos, with cries and screams coming one after another, as if the end of the world had come, and the shadow of despair enveloped everyone.

"Your methods are simply despicable and shameless to the extreme!" Gohan's eyes were wide open, and the flames of anger were burning in his eyes. The flames seemed to burn the evil in front of him and illuminate this dark world again. He shouted angrily and instantly transformed into a Super Saiyan. The golden flames around him surged like a volcanic eruption, like a blazing sun, releasing a thousand feet of light, illuminating the dark corners of the entire stadium, leaving no darkness to hide. He rushed towards Saonel at lightning speed, his fists wrapped in the power of destroying the world, as if he wanted to completely crush the enemy in front of him, fighting for justice, fighting for the dignity of the seventh universe, that momentum was like a tidal wave, unstoppable.

However, Saonel showed an extremely strange smile on his face, that smile was like an evil flower quietly blooming in the darkness, revealing endless gloom and cunning, which made people shudder. His arms suddenly swelled like a giant python, and quickly wrapped around Gohan, like a ruthless shackle, restraining Gohan's movements and making him unable to break free. Pilina seized the opportunity, like a poisonous snake hiding in the darkness, took advantage of the opportunity, launched a sneak attack from the side, and hit Gohan on the back with a heavy punch containing destructive power. Gohan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. The bright red blood was particularly dazzling under the reflection of the golden flame, as if it was a silent accusation of the enemy's atrocities, and as if it was a vivid portrayal of the fierce battle, which made people feel sad.

Seeing Gohan injured, Piccolo was extremely anxious, like an ant on a hot pot. His inner anxiety was like a raging fire, almost devouring him. He immediately used the "Magic Light Cannon" without hesitation, and a dark green energy beam was like a green lightning, hitting Pirener with a thunderous force. But what was shocking was that Pirener used his strange assimilation power to crush the beam with his hands. Although his body was instantly shattered like broken glass, he regenerated in an incredible way in the blink of an eye. The wound was glowing with strange fluorescence, as if showing off the power of this evil force to the world, and as if mocking Piccolo's futility, which made people feel extremely shocked and terrified.

Saonel seized the moment when Piccolo was distracted, and a sharp air blade slashed towards his neck like a deadly cold light. Piccolo dodged sideways, but a piece of his earlobe was still cut off, and blood splashed out like a fountain. The piercing pain came like a surging tide, but Piccolo's eyes became more and more determined, as unshakable as steel. He knew that he was shouldering the sacred responsibility of protecting Gohan and the glory of the seventh universe. Even if there were thorns ahead, even if he had to face endless darkness, he would never retreat a single step and would fight to the last moment. This was his mission and his belief.

Gohan endured the pain, like a wounded but still unyielding lion, and mustered up his strength to launch an attack again. He and Piccolo cooperated tacitly, like two warriors fighting side by side, with a tacit understanding. One pretended to attack to attract Saonel's attention, and the other took the opportunity to attack Perina. However, Saonel and Perina, who had assimilated the power of dozens of Namekians, were already far more powerful than ordinary Namekians. They were like demons in the dark, possessing terrifying power. Saonel suddenly split into three thick arms, each of which could emit a powerful Qigong wave. The Qigong wave was like three fangs and claws of dragons, and it attacked Gohan and Piccolo frantically with a breath of destruction. Perina turned his body into liquid, like flowing mercury, making Gohan's attack like a stone sinking into the sea, all in vain, and took the opportunity to launch a counterattack. The situation became more and more serious, as if the hope of the seventh universe was being swallowed up by darkness bit by bit, and fell into an unprecedented crisis.

Gohan and Piccolo stood back to back, their bodies covered with wounds, their clothes stained with blood, and they gasped for breath, as if they had used up all their strength with every breath. But the fighting spirit in their eyes did not diminish at all, like a burning torch, holding on to hope in the darkness. "Gohan, we can't give up, we must find a way to defeat them!" Piccolo gritted his teeth and said, his voice revealed an unyielding will, that is the persistent pursuit of victory, as firm as steel. Gohan nodded firmly, his eyes as firm as iron: "That's right, Uncle Piccolo, we shoulder the hope of the seventh universe! No matter what the cost, we must protect this honor!" On this cruel battlefield, their voices were like a huge bell, resounding around, conveying an unshakable belief, moving people, as if lighting a bright lamp in the darkness, giving people hope and strength.