Capítulo 24: Krillin’s Biggest lost yet…
Krillin and Android 18 stand side by side in the ruins of a devastated city from the many enemies have been showing up battling them to get the dragon ball, as out of no where the oppressive energy of Kyron looming above them. His dark aura crackles ominously as he descends, the ground trembling beneath his feet.
"Is this the resistance Earth has to offer?" Kyron scoffs, his crimson eyes glinting with amusement. "Pathetic."
Krillin wipes the sweat from his brow, his usual calm demeanor replaced by a rare determination. "Don't underestimate us!" he yells. "We've faced monsters like you before!"
18 steps forward, her stoic expression unchanging. "We've fought together through worse. Let's end this, Krillin."
Without warning, Kyron launches himself at them, his speed nearly imperceptible. His fist connects with Krillin's block, sending shockwaves through the air. The battle is on.
Krillin and 18 coordinate their attacks, their teamwork flawless from years of fighting together. Krillin lands a Destructo Disc from behind, while 18 charges head on with a flurry of strikes. Kyron, however, brushes their efforts aside with terrifying ease, blocking and countering each move with an almost playful arrogance.
"You're not bad," Kyron sneers, delivering a bone crushing punch to Krillin's gut that sends him crashing into a nearby building. "But not good enough."
18 leaps to her husband's defense, landing a solid kick to Kyron's side. The attack barely fazes him as he retaliates with an energy blast that explodes on impact, throwing 18 backward.
Krillin stumbles out of the rubble, his energy drained but his resolve burning brighter. Together, they attack once more, unleashing everything they have in a synchronized assault. Kyron grows impatient, swatting Krillin aside like a fly.
"You're persistent," Kyron says, his hand glowing with an ominous energy. "But futile."
Krillin struggles to his feet just in time to see Kyron charge up a deadly blast, aimed directly at him. Time seems to slow as Kyron fires.
"Krillin!" 18 shouts, flies to Krillin using her full strength to shove him out of harm's way but then.
The blast hits her squarely in the chest, engulfing her in a blinding explosion.
"NO!" Krillin screams, stumbling to where she fell. When the smoke clears, 18's lifeless body lies crumpled on the ground like a broken machine.
"You… you MONSTER!" Krillin cries, tears streaming down his face as he glares at Kyron, his fists trembling.
Kyron smirks. "How touching. Don't worry you'll be joining her soon."
Kyron strides toward Krillin, charging another energy attack to finish the job. Krillin, too drained and devastated to move, braces for the end. But suddenly, the air around them shifts.
"TRI-BEAM!!!"
A series of golden energy blasts rain down from the sky, slamming into Kyron and forcing him back. The ground quakes as Tien Shinhan descends, his third eye glowing fiercely with his Kaioken at times 12 as his power level is at 60 million.
"Krillin, GO! Run NOW!" Tien commands, his voice firm as he unleashes a relentless barrage of Tri-Beam attacks.
"Tien…!" Krillin stammers, frozen between grief and shock.
"Don't waste her sacrifice!" Tien shouts, pouring every ounce of his strength into holding Kyron at bay. "I'll hold him off! You need to survive!"
Reluctantly, Krillin takes a step back, his heart heavy. "I'll come back… I swear!" he cries, turning to flee.
Kyron, shielding himself from Tien's attacks with an energy barrier, growls in annoyance. "You're an irritation, three eyed one."
Tien's face is set with grim determination as his energy surges again. "You'll face me before you harm anyone else. Even if it costs me my life!"
"Then die," Kyron sneers, surging forward to meet Tien in an explosive clash.
The battlefield erupts with energy as Tien's relentless attacks push Kyron back, buying Krillin precious time to escape. But deep down, Tien knows the odds and he's ready to make the ultimate sacrifice if it means giving his friend a chance to survive this battle.
As the intense battle rages on, Kyron's dark energy crackles in the air as he prepares a finishing blow against Tien, who is kneeling on the ground, exhausted from his relentless Tri-Beam barrage.
"This is where you end," Kyron growls, raising his hand, energy pulsing and ready to strike.
Before Kyron can release his attack, a green blur shoots down from the sky and lands between him and Tien with an earth shaking impact.
It's Piccolo. His tall, imposing figure radiates a staggering power, his cape billowing behind him. The ground beneath him trembles as his energy spikes, dwarfing Kyron's in an instant.
"Not so fast," Piccolo growls, his sharp, yellow eyes locking onto Kyron. "I've had enough of your destruction."
Kyron steps back, momentarily stunned by the Namekian's sheer presence. He narrows his eyes, sensing Piccolo's immense power. "You dare challenge me? You'll regret this."
Piccolo smirks, cracking his knuckles. "We'll see about that."
Kyron lunges forward, unleashing a barrage of punches and energy attacks, but Piccolo easily deflects each one, his movements precise and unyielding. The difference in power is clear as Piccolo counters with a devastating punch to Kyron's gut, sending him hurtling into a nearby mountain as Piccolo lands in front off Tien.
Piccolo doesn't glance back at Tien as he says. "Tien, get out of here and recover. I've got this."
Kyron emerges from the rubble, his once-cocky demeanor replaced by anger and frustration. "You… you're stronger than I thought," he admits, wiping blood from his lip.
"Stronger than you," Piccolo corrects, his voice cold and steady. "And you're about to find out just how strong."
Kyron roars in rage and fires a massive energy wave. Piccolo stands his ground, calmly raising his hand. With a simple flick of his wrist, he dissipates the blast, the energy scattering harmlessly around him.
"Is that all you've got?" Piccolo taunts.
With a burst of speed, Piccolo closes the gap between them, delivering a series of crushing blows that leave Kyron reeling. The battle turns one sided as Piccolo's overwhelming power begins to shine. He fires a Special Beam Cannon, narrowly missing Kyron but forcing him to dodge frantically.
"You're all talk!" Kyron growls, launching another desperate attack, but Piccolo vanishes and reappears behind him, delivering a bone shattering kick that sends him sprawling.
As Kyron struggles to rise, Piccolo towers over him, his power level soaring to its peak. "This is where your destruction ends Monster. You're not invincible just overconfident."
Kyron's energy flares wildly, but it's clear he's outmatched. "You think you've won, Namekian?" he sneers, his voice trembling with a mix of anger and fear. "I haven't even begun to"
Piccolo interrupts him, his hand glowing with a vibrant green light. "Enough talk."
With a deafening roar, Piccolo unleashes a powerful energy wave that engulfs Kyron completely, the force shaking the battlefield. When the dust settles, Kyron is on the ground dead.
Tien watches from a safe distance, his heart pounding. "He actually did it… Piccolo is so much stronger then I last saw him!"
Piccolo turns to Tien, his expression stern. "We'll need everyone prepared for what's coming next. This fight isn't over not yet so go to the look out Tien." As Tien flies away.
Krillin's heart raced as he sprinted through the quiet suburban neighborhood, the familiar sight of Gohan's house offering no comfort in the moment. He had no time to lose his old friend needed to know the gravity of the situation
As Krillin entered the home, he found Gohan sitting at the kitchen table, sipping a cup of tea. His wife, Videl, was in the other room, preparing dinner. The normalcy of the scene was a stark contrast to the chaos that had consumed Krillin's world just hours before.
"Gohan!" Krillin called out, his voice filled with panic. He panted heavily, trying to catch his breath after the rushed journey. "We've got a major problem! It's bad—really bad."
Gohan immediately looked up from his tea, his senses sharpening as he noticed the urgency in Krillin's voice. He stood up quickly, his concern evident. "Krillin, what's wrong?"
Krillin took a deep breath, fighting to calm his racing heart. "It's the Dragon Balls. A new group of enemies has shown up. They're after the Dragon Balls, and they're too strong for us. Tien tried to hold them off, but... he's down."
Gohan's eyes widened in alarm. "What happened to Tien? Is he...?"
Krillin's face darkened, his words coming out slowly. "Tien's alive, but he's out of the fight for now. We need you, Gohan."
Without hesitation, Gohan's expression hardened. "I'm going. Where's Piccolo?"
Krillin turned toward the door, his voice serious. "Piccolo's is at the desert near West City I can sense his Ki there. We need to get there fast Gohan."
Krillin's face then took on a somber tone as he prepared to tell Gohan something he hadn't expected. "There's more... 18... She's gone."
Gohan froze at the mention of Krillin's wife, his face falling in disbelief. "What do you mean? What happened to her?"
Krillin's voice trembled as he spoke the heartbreaking truth. "She didn't make it... She died during a fight with one of their strongest members. I barely managed to escape, thanks to her and Tien. I was trying to get to you, Gohan... I'm sorry. We need you now more than ever. Please help me avenge her and bring her back."
Gohan was silent for a moment, the weight of Krillin's words sinking in. The grief in Krillin's eyes was palpable, and Gohan couldn't help but feel his anger stir. 18, his friend's wife, had been taken from him, and the thought of her death stoked the fire within Gohan. But he didn't let his rage consume him. Instead, he focused on what needed to be done.
"I'll take care of it, Krillin," Gohan said, his voice firm and resolute. "I won't let their sacrifice be in vain. I'll stop them, and I'll get those Dragon Balls back. Let's go."
The desert near West City was a desolate battleground, with the sun glaring down on the fighters below. Piccolo stood his ground, his body covered in bruises and sweat. He had fought valiantly against the enemies, taking down many, but there were just too many of them. Draxar, stood confidently, his energy crackling in the air.
"I told you, you couldn't stop me," Draxar sneered, his voice echoing through the desolate landscape. The air was thick with tension as he slowly approached Piccolo, his power level growing as he siphoned energy from the environment, getting stronger by the second. His power now soared to an impossible 3 billion.
Piccolo, drained but still determined, tried to hold his ground. But the gap in their power was vast, and as Draxar absorbed more energy, Piccolo was losing the fight.
Krillin and Gohan arrived just in time to witness Piccolo struggling against Draxar. Without wasting a second, Gohan powered up, his energy flaring around him in a blinding golden glow. The air around him crackled as his Super Saiyan 2 form emerged, his hair spiking upward, his aura raging like a storm.
"Stay back, Krillin," Gohan said, his voice calm but commanding. "I'll handle this."
With a burst of speed, Gohan shot forward, his power overwhelming the remaining enemies. The force of his punch sent Draxar flying through the air, crashing into the sand. The remaining enemies, stunned by Gohan's sudden appearance, tried to react, but Gohan was too fast. In a series of brutal blows and powerful energy blasts, he took them down one by one.
Piccolo, standing next to Krillin, watched with a satisfied smirk. "Looks like the cavalry's arrived."
Krillin, still in disbelief at Gohan's power, nodded. "That's our Gohan."
But as they thought the battle was won, Draxar slowly pushed himself to his feet, his body glowing with a strange energy. He staggered toward a nearby ship that hovered above the ground.
"No... It's not over yet," Draxar growled, his voice tinged with defiance. He was battered, but he wasn't finished. He quickly activated the ship's engines, which hummed to life, and blasted off into the sky. "You may have won the battle, but you won't win the war! The Dragon Balls are already on their way to another planet. It'll take you six months to reach it, if you can even get there! My lord will get his wish and become immortal!"
The ship, carrying all seven Dragon Balls, ascended into the sky, disappearing into the horizon as Draxar's voice echoed in the air.
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