NOVEL NEXT Chapter 28: Destruction Power
Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but there was no sadness in her voice, only a cold, simmering anger that had been festering for years. "The screams of the innocent still haunt me," she continued. "But what haunts me more is the image of him, laughing amidst the carnage, like a monster reveling in the fear and pain he'd wrought."
Kade's gaze softened as he took her hand, the warmth of his touch a stark contrast to the ice in her voice. "We'll stop him, Vala," he promised. "For the saiyan people, for the galaxy, and for all those who dare to challenge us." His grip tightened, the veins in his forearm bulging with the power he was barely containing.
Without another word, they streaked through the sky, their combined aura leaving a trail of crackling energy in their wake. They flew in silence, the gravity of the situation weighing heavily on them. Kade reached out telepathically to Aria, his thoughts piercing the vastness of space with the urgency of their mission.
"Aria," he said, his mind's voice as clear as a bell in her own, "Meet us in Zendo. We've got a situation with Radak. We need you here."
Aria felt the gravity of his words resonate through her core. "Understood, Kade. On my way." Her eyes narrowed in determination, and she teleported to the city, appearing with a pop and a whirl of energy. The bustling metropolis lay in chaos beneath her, a stark reminder of the turmoil wrought by Radak's rebellion. She saw the flickers of battle in the distance, the clash of power as Kade and Vala approached the epicenter.
The duo landed with a thunderous boom, the ground trembling beneath their feet as they faced the rampaging clan. The air was thick with the scent of burnt earth and the metallic tang of blood, the cacophony of battle a symphony of chaos that seemed to resonate with the very fabric of the planet. Aria's eyes searched the horizon, seeking out the source of the disturbance, and her heart swelled with pride at the sight of the city she had sworn to protect. Her gaze fell upon the crumbling spires and scorched streets, and she knew that she had been successful in her mission thus far.
"I've been busy," she said, her voice carrying over the din of combat. "I've managed to repair some of the buildings and revive a few of the fallen warriors." Her words were a stark contrast to the carnage around them, yet they brought a flicker of hope to the desolate scene.
Vala's eyes narrowed as she spotted Radak in the distance, his aura a maelstrom of dark energy that seemed to devour everything in its path. "Kade, I have to stop him," she said, her voice a mix of anger and desperation.
Kade's hand shot out, his grip firm as he held her back. "Vala, wait," he bellowed, his eyes pleading. "You're not ready for this. He's more powerful than you can imagine."
Vala's gaze never wavered from the chaos in the distance. "I know what he's capable of," she growled, her eyes flashing with anger. "He took everything from me. I will not let him destroy what I've sworn to protect."
Her body began to shimmer, a golden aura enveloping her as she transformed into a Super Saiyan two. The power surged through her veins like liquid fire, her muscles bulging with newfound might as her hair turned gold. With a roar that seemed to echo across the battlefield, she launched herself at Radak, a blur of fury and determination. The air around her crackled with energy as she unleashed a colossal beam of gold, a torrent of power that could level mountains.
Radak watched the blast approach with a sneer, his body unmoving. Just before the beam could reach him, he vanished, reappearing behind Vala. In a flash, he had her in his grip, the force of his presence crushing her to the ground. She gasped for air, the wind knocked from her lungs as he squeezed tighter.
"So, you wish to challenge me?" His deep voice rumbled with amusement as he hovered over her, the gravity of his godly form pressing down on her like a mountain. "You, a mere shadow of what we once were."
Kade watched the scene unfold with a mix of anger and dread. He knew Vala's vendetta was personal, but the sight of her in pain was more than he could bear. His body began to quiver, his power swelling like a volcano about to erupt. The air around him grew thick with the dark energy of destruction, his aura shifting from white to a deep purple that seemed to devour the very light.
With a thunderous roar that seemed to shake the fabric of the planet itself, Kade's transformation was complete. His eyes now a deep purple, almost black, and his pupils a stark, vibrant shade of purple, he looked like a being born of shadow and wrath. His muscles bulged even more than before, veins popping out like purple rivers of power. His hair stood on end, a wild, untamed mane of purple fury that seemed to crackle with the essence of oblivion.
"Let her go, Radak!" Kade's voice boomed, the very sound of it resonating in the hearts of those present. "This ends now."
Radak's grip tightened on Vala for a brief moment before releasing her with a dismissive toss. She tumbled across the ground, gasping for breath, but her eyes never left the monstrous form of Kade. "Ah, the purple-haired' one," Radak mused, his voice dripping with contempt. "So eager to play the hero. Tell me, do your divine whispers whisper of valor or of the fear that grips you?"
Kade's expression remained stoic, his newfound power thrumming through his veins like a living current. "They whisper of the end of your tyranny," he declared, each word a promise etched in the very fabric of the air around them.
With a snarl, Radak's body began to contort and expand, his hair shifting from its usual deep black to an eerie white that stood stark against the crimson sky. His eyes blazed with a silver light, surrounded by a halo of grey that spoke of the countless lives he had extinguished. The very essence of destruction seemed to coalesce around him as he transformed into a Super Saiyan 4, his mutated form a ghastly parody of the power that once unified the Saiyan race. This was the form he had honed through centuries of battle, a form feared by those who had heard whispers of his brutal conquests.
The ground trembled beneath his massive feet as he faced Kade, his fur rippling with a power that seemed to defy the very laws of the universe. His once stoic expression was twisted into a sadistic smile, the kind that sent shivers down the spines of those who knew what it meant: death was coming, and it was coming for them.
"This," Radak sneered, his deep voice resonating like the toll of a doomsday bell, "is the form that claimed the life of the last God of Destruction. The one who dared to stand in my path." His words hung in the air, thick with arrogance and the scent of decay.
Kade's eyes narrowed, his own power surging in response to the challenge. He knew that the fate of many rested upon his shoulders, but in this moment, his rage was personal. This monster had hurt Vala, and for that, there could be no forgiveness. "Your reign of terror ends here," Kade declared, his voice a thunderclap that seemed to echo across the scarlet plains of Zendo.
With a speed that belied his size, Kade shot towards Radak, the very air around him crackling with energy. The purple aura around him grew more intense with every step, his muscles coiling like those of a predator about to pounce. When he was close enough, he struck with the precision of a cosmic meteor, his fists moving in a blur as he threw three rapid punches. Each blow was a declaration of war, aimed at the very core of Radak's being, a physical manifestation of the anger and determination that burned within Kade's soul.
But Radak was not one to be caught off guard. With a sneer, he raised his hand, and from the palm of his hand erupted a wall of yellow energy, a shockwave that seemed to stretch on forever, unyielding and unblockable. It was a technique that had laid waste to entire civilizations, and as it barreled towards Kade, the ground beneath him trembled in anticipation of the carnage to come.