章節 194: Transmigrator

Pehr's thoughts were racing through his mind. He didn't know what to do. How could he get away if the place was really sealed like Broly said? Wasn't he only a mouse trapped, ready to be experimented on by Broly?

Pehr gritted his teeth and activated several other cards. Broly, of course, noticed the energy waves Pehr's soul was suddenly emitting. Pehr's muscles slightly expanded in size and his ki rose tremendously until his ki started glowing in a golden hue. His hair turned golden as well and his eyes changed to a green bluish color.

The power was literally gushing out of him. One didn't need to be able to sense ki to feel the changes this increase of power had on Pehr.

Broly could feel how some sort of power was burning up at an alarming rate. Pehr would probably only have two minutes until his body couldn't shoulder the strain of this power anymore.

The moment his transformation was complete, Pehr started running towards Broly like a madman. Broly raised an eyebrow as he looked on as Pehr was heading towards him.

Pehr directly punched towards Broly's head, who evaded it by simply tilting it slightly. Pehr didn't stop as he started punching out madly, trying to hit Broly's face but the difference in power was too great.

Currently Broly was in his strongest form, he could even fight god tier level beings, how much of a trouble could a peak emperor give him? Even after boosting his capabilities to its body's limits, he was still no match to him.

Maybe he would give Broly some trouble if he was only an Ascended Legendary Super Saiyan, but Broly wouldn't degrade to that form. He was still waiting for Pehr to use up all his trump cards. He wanted to see to what extend this golden finger could help Pehr.

Broly easily evaded all the attacks of him. He didn't even need to step backwards. Seeing this, Pehr decided to tackle him, but Broly just jumped over his head and then looked on as Pehr lost his balance and tumbled to the ground.

As they were fighting, Broly's face turned into a questioning expression. Every time Pehr's kicks or punches missed, his fighting rhythm would be interrupted, and he needed some time to reorganize himself.

It was like Pehr wasn't used to missing his attacks. Broly scratched his cheek as he didn't know if he was imagining things.

Two minutes were almost wrapped up. Seeing that his attacks didn't do jack shit, Pehr turned around and tried to flee. Broly didn't bother to follow as he looked at Pehr who was running full sprint towards his invisible barrier.

Without stopping and in a full sprint Pehr collided with an invisible wall, which directly cracked his skull. With a bang Pehr fell on his back dizzily. Blood was dripping down his face as the world around him seemed to spin and it actually was.

Broly was spinning him around in the air until the two minutes were up. Broly healed Pehr's head, so he wouldn't die, then waited for a few minutes until Pehr realized what just happened.

With a horrified expression he turned towards Broly and wanted to beg for mercy, but before he could say anything, Broly broke both of his legs and sealed his ki.

Pehr's agonizing scream filled the silent surroundings. Broly couldn't help but frown as he listened to the wails of this young Reincarnator.

He didn't break his legs to inflict pain but just to make his escape more difficult. Of course, with that system of his, he would probably have more than one possibility to escape but nevertheless, it would as least hinder him somewhat.

Pehr suppressed his crying as he cautiously touched his legs with trembling hands before he retracted his hands and cried for his mommy again.

He didn't even hear Broly calling him. It was like he didn't even care for his life as he was too occupied with the pain.

"…Hey! … Fuck this!" Broly shot a finger beam towards Pehr's inner thigh. It burned through the flesh like it was nothing. The pain made Pehr want to cry out again, but he was fiercely slapped in the face.

His mind became dizzy again, but he could feel and taste the blood accumulating in his mouth. He spat it out and with it some fragments of teeth came out.

He now heard Broly call his name. He tried his best to suppress the pain. He realized if he wanted to survive, he had to listen to whatever Broly was saying.

"How old are you?" Pehr didn't question why he would ask something so trivial. He struggled to open his mouth but because of the blood and pain nothing understandable could be heard. Broly frowned as he listened to the mumbling.

He just raised his hand and started to use magic to heal the shallow cuts in Pehr's mouth, so he would be able to speak again. After a few seconds, Pehr's wounds somewhat healed.

"I am 17." Pehr's words finally could be understood.

"17? When did you learn to fight?"

"I…" The tears started to well up in his eyes once more, but Broly didn't have any of it. He raised his hand and wanted to slap him with the back of his hand. Seeing this, Pehr quickly answered.

"When I came to this universe! About 8 months…"

Broly touched his chin as he nodded slightly.

'8 months of fighting experience. Through his golden finger, he was probably stronger than the ones around him. No need for in-depth martial knowledge Wait. When he came here? He isn't a Reincarnator but a Transmigrator?'

"How and where did you come from?"

"I used to live on earth. I…died. I was hit by a truck… A god greeted me and fulfilled three wishes for me…"

Pehr told his story, on how he was bullied and had no friends or something. Broly didn't really care about that boy's life story as a loner. The story part that had intrigued him was about the god, however, the description was blurry and vague.

"Why did a god grant you wishes?" Broly was genuinely confused as he listened to the description of that god.

"Because he…He said that he killed me by accident and felt bad, so…" Broly's expression clearly conveyed that he thought that Pehr was trying to bullshit him. Although Broly himself did reincarnate, he had no clue why and how that happened. Pehr's story was just too unbelievable.

"Why the fuck would a god give a shit for accidentally killing you? Doesn't he have better things to do than to appease to one soul? And didn't you say you were hit by a truck?

Did that god accidentally place that truck there and accidentally arranged it the way, so the driver wasn't able to react in time?

Besides, wouldn't it be much easier to just revive you again in your universe, why would he feel the need to comply with your wishes and bring you to a completely different universe?

After all it seems like he only cares that he made a mistake not that he killed you and not about you as a person."

"I…don't know…" Pehr was at complete loss of words at Broly's little rant. "Broly, I am truly sorry, I, I didn't mean anything I said when I was trying to escape. I was only frustrated, I swear! I just miss my home and my lonely mother. I wanted to gain power as quick as possible to get back. I-"

Broly constantly nodded while Pehr was speaking.

"Yeah, right. Don't worry these unanswered questions about this god of yours will be answered by me, but to do that, I need you. I will start with your body, don't want it to fall to dust or something after I started with your soul. This will be tremendously more painful than some broken bones, but I believe in my healing abilities."

"I, I don't care about that god, please. I don't want to die..."

Broly looked at the pale and terrified expression of Pehr. "Nothing personal, kid. Well, actually it is, but yeah, you have some tough luck and don't worry you still have some days left." Broly raised his sword and started guiding it as if it was a scalpel.