Chapter 247: The Concept Took Effect, But It's Like It Didn't — As If!

"Why should I fight you?"

"Does fighting need a reason?"

"Does fighting not need a reason?"

Artosh and Broly both fell into deep thought.

Before, he had half-heartedly listened to Rick talk about the War God, but Broly didn't take this matter to heart.

After all, during his brief transient stay in this world, who Artosh was had nothing to do with him, a Saiyan.

However, now he was recalling it; just as Broly tried to recall the War God information Rick had spoken of, the War God before him was also thinking — does fighting ultimately need a reason or not.

Thinking carefully, Artosh felt that fighting should require a reason.

For example, He Himself wanted to fight to define the Strongest — that was purposeful.

And since the otherworlder before Him had no reason to fight, He might as well give him one.

"Your companion, doesn't she want to obtain peace? Defeat me, and peace will arrive."

Artosh spoke thus.

"Hm?"

Broly remembered; Rick had indeed said that.

But this was Rick speaking; from his perspective, it carried somewhat insufficient weight.

Broly hesitated — was this a reason to fight?

"Unmoved?"

Seeing this, Artosh pondered, then thought of another good reason.

"Don't you want to obtain Jibril, make her your... wife?

Defeat me, and what you desire can be realized.

But if you don't defeat me, I, Artosh, guarantee — Jibril will never become your wife.

Because, as her Creator, I will not agree to this.

How about it — is this reason to fight enough?"

Artosh asked.

Broly: "Eh?!"

The Flügel old geezer father, to stop the Saiyan blondie from forcibly marrying the young lady of the house, issued a battle invitation to the Saiyan blondie — this reason wasn't just enough, it was absolutely overflowing.

【Armed Wage Claim】

Such information surfaced in Broly's consciousness, and the next moment it was understood as 【Armed Wife Claim】.

"How do you want to fight?"

The boy asked.

"No restriction on venue, no restriction on means; ending the opponent is the victory condition."

Artosh said.

"Can we start?"

"Can start anytime."

Words fell — Bang! Artosh didn't even react before his right cheek took a punch, spinning through the air as he flew out.

"Can't even block such an ordinary punch — the gap in our strength is obvious. With just this much power, you also want to stop me from obtaining Jibril?"

Broly counted as holding back; his striking speed wasn't fast either, yet even so Artosh failed to react.

"Do you know my 【Strongest】 Concept?"

Flying a distance before stopping, Artosh wiped blood from the corner of his mouth and asked.

"Hm?"

Broly looked at Him in confusion.

"My Strongest Concept is 'grow stronger upon encountering the strong.' You aren't a creature of this world, and you have no Spirit Power, so this Concept didn't take effect on you before. But after you threw that punch clearly stronger than me, my Strongest Concept has taken effect from this moment on."

Artosh saw he didn't know, so He explained a sentence; and the Qi on Him clearly rose a notch.

Broly didn't speak; his figure vanished from the original midair, striking another punch — but this punch was blocked by Artosh raising a hand.

"Not using full force to defeat me before I became stronger than you — that was your biggest mistake. In my view, this battle has already ended; I have already surpassed you."

A disappointed expression appeared on Artosh's face; in His view, with His Strongest Concept Capability now activated, the otherworldly boy before Him was no longer His opponent.

"Slap~"

But the next moment, His other cheek took another slap.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Just blocked a punch I was holding back on, and you think you've surpassed me?"

Broly couldn't understand Artosh's thinking, yet wholeheartedly gifted the guy spouting such grand words a combo attack he had mastered — specialized for beating old geezers.

Artosh tried to block many times, yet discovered the boy attacking him — each punch heavier than the last, each punch stronger than the last.

Wanted to block, simply couldn't block; his defense was shattered head-on by fists; His own Strongest Concept couldn't quite keep up with the speed of the strengthening the opponent displayed.

"Divine Strike!"

To break free from the controlled pummeling, Artosh used Divine Strike on His surroundings.

For the Flügel this is a trick requiring all members' Focused Spiritual Power, but for the War God it's just an ordinary energy technique.

Broly flew back retreating, easily dodging this coverage bombardment.

Watching the War God gradually reveal his figure amid the rising energy storm, looking somewhat bruised and swollen, he kindly gave the opponent his advice.

"Admit defeat. Compared to me, you're too weak — fundamentally not my opponent."

Artosh: "..."

This line — originally should have been spoken by Him.

However, after being beaten up, Artosh also discovered the limitations of his 【Strongest】 Concept.

Of course, calling it a limitation isn't quite right, because this limitation only applies to the otherworldly boy before him.

The opponent wasn't using Spirit Power from this world's system, which caused his Strongest Concept to be able to take effect, but only after observing the opponent and manifesting greater power.

But when his power increased, the opponent also followed up by bringing out hidden strength; this part of the strength that hadn't been observed was able to suppress him.

At this moment, Artosh finally experienced the feeling that this world's former powerhouses had when facing him, a god possessing the Strongest Concept.

But, He is the War God!

"Is it really okay to say such composed words? Any attack that fails to kill me will only make me stronger. If you don't use your full power to finish me off quickly, my strength will surpass yours under the drive of the Strongest Concept."

Artosh felt humiliated; He wanted the boy opposite to bring out his true strength, even if it was strength that could instantly kill Him, He would admit it.

Rather than like now, the opponent raising his power ceiling bit by bit while beating Him, as if He was the weak challenger and the opponent was the true Strongest God.

"Full power? I haven't used full power since I was three years old. It's not that I don't want to use it, but no one has been able to make me use it, hmm..."

Broly's mind suddenly surfaced some information, he paused for a moment, then spoke: "Since leaving the stars, no match under heaven; when you can spare someone, spare them.

Hmm, ever since I left Wanpa Star, I haven't encountered any so-called enemies.

In the process of getting along friendly with many people, the invincible me has already learned to treat those weaker than myself with tolerance.

Although your tone is big, I won't hold it against you. I'll make you convinced in your heart, admit defeat yourself, and hand Jibril over to me."

Artosh: "..."

He, the Current Era's Strongest, never claimed to be invincible, yet the opponent directly self-proclaimed invincibility.

"Fine, fine, fine. Since that's the case, just don't regret it."

Although feeling humiliated, in Artosh's heart, for the first time, the thought of wanting to defeat the enemy before him, to surpass the enemy before him, was born.

Battle reignited, and this time it was Artosh who took the initiative to attack.

This War God abandoned the vast majority of unnecessary defense, attacking Broly recklessly without regard for anything.

And after abandoning defense, this War God was actually able to fight evenly with Broly.

Between exchanges of fists and feet, vacuum shockwaves formed around their bodies.

This isn't some technique; it's merely the effect caused by physical collision.

During this, energy attacks were interspersed.

"Broly pressed the War God and beat him, but the War God used an even stronger Heavenly Strike to relieve his own situation of being pressed and beaten.

The two exchanged blows again, the surrounding Spirit Power intensity levels continuously rising..."

Rick listened to Shuvi's live commentary, his whole person somewhat numb.

If he had known earlier the boy had this kind of powerful strength, he would have just knelt down directly and asked the other party to fire a planet-piercing attack at the planet under his feet.

Why would he need to be tense about the battle situation over there like now, worried Broly couldn't beat the War God and would be killed by the War God.

"If battles between Divine Spirits are all like this, then what meaning is there to the win/loss of us Retinue?"

Broly and Artosh's battle had already stirred up an energy storm over there.

Purple lightning and sunlight-colored Qi intertwined, a complete combination of an AI-generated apocalyptic scene and an afternoon leisure style painting.

Mountain peaks shattered, the ground was plowed into gullies deep enough to reveal the magma layer; from time to time Divine Strikes and Energy Bullets collided, mutually melting away.

Compared to battle on this scale, the earlier scene of the Marrow Explosion Bomb, Null Void Protection Formula, and Flügel's united Divine Strike — the three energies colliding — seemed to have become child's play.

"Wrong, they seem to be heading toward our side?!"

The species on this side of the battlefield, after exclaiming at the battle scene beyond understanding for a while, suddenly someone detected the anomaly over there, seemingly moving toward this side.

"Bad, activate the airship's protective barrier."

"Rally the Legion, use the Eternal Fourth Blessing Technique."

The Dwarf and the Forest Elf both made corresponding reactions.

Running is impossible to outrun; they can only bring out their strongest protective means, turtle up hoping not to be killed by the aftershocks of a battle on this scale.

During the fight, Broly discovered the existence of the Forest Elf and the Dwarf.

And just from his attention being slightly distracted, the War God seized this opportunity, a heavy fist striking toward his face.

Broly raised his hand but was a beat too slow, couldn't block it, was hit, but at the same time, he also took remedial measures.

Exchanging blows up to now, Artosh finally landed a hit on Broly.

But the next moment, Artosh, wanting to pursue the attack, was blasted away by green light blooming from the Saiyan boy's fingertips.

The two's entanglement temporarily separated; Broly fell slightly into a disadvantage, crashing toward the Eternal Fourth Protection barrier the Forest Elf had propped up below.

"Crack~"

This tough Spirit Power barrier was directly pierced through; Broly smashed onto the Forest Elf's ground-traveling fleet's flagship.

However, although Artosh gained the upper hand in this exchange, it was only that he wasn't knocked down from the sky.

Broly's Energy Beam blasted Him into the other side's camp, into a Dwarf airship.

Artosh likewise smashed through the Dwarf airship's protective barrier, his tall body squeezing into the mechanical structure of the airship interior.

"It's Artosh..."

The Dwarf on the airship hid to one side; upon seeing Artosh who had crashed into the airship, they fundamentally didn't dare approach this Strongest God.

"Lord Artosh!"

Azriel recovered some state first; upon seeing her god crash into the Dwarf airship, she led the other few Flügel who had recovered some state to fly over.

The Dwarf originally wanted to attack, but was stopped by Ronidraunir: "The current battle is no longer our concern."

Attacking the War God's Retinue at a time like this is simply a joke; he didn't want to be dealt with casually by the War God at close range. The Flügel reached the smoking airship side smoothly.

Artosh was unharmed; after pulling his body out from the damaged part of the airship, he waved a hand at Azriel and the other Flügel who had requested to assist in the battle: "You're too weak; that's not an enemy you can deal with. Besides, this is the battle I've been expecting, and I won't allow you to interfere."

Artosh refused his retinue's proposal to assist in the battle and walked toward the airship's edge.

Below, Broly, who had smashed into the land battleship, had no forest elves daring to approach him; he shook his head and climbed up from the pile of broken branches.

In his consciousness, the Crystal Palace surfaced a prompt: 【Discovered capture target, Shinclair Balon, current Happiness Value 0】

The gold-haired, giant-breasted, long-eared female forest elf was looking at him with a somewhat serious expression.

The obvious gap in strength made Shinclair Balon issue an order prohibiting attack.

However, if the existence suspected to be a Divine Spirit Race that had crashed here were to make a move on them, they would not sit and wait for death, but would fight with all their might.

Discovering a new wife is something worth being happy about, but now is not the timing to ask the other party whether she is willing to become his wife.

Broly looked up, gazing at the smoking airship in the sky over there.

Artosh had already arrived at the airship's edge, standing on it looking down at him across the vast distance.

Gaze blazing, fighting spirit high, Broly frowned; the appearance of a new wife beside him made him reach a judgment.

"This is my own battle; I will go all out!"

The dwarf airship's deck was crushed under one foot; Artosh's figure, like a white meteor, streaked straight downward.

But the next moment, a green streamer rising from the forest elf command ship on the ground pushed this white meteor away.

The two figures, at extremely fast speed, left the battlefield where a large number of biological units existed, heading toward the distant horizon.

After they left, the various strange phenomena that had appeared because of the battle gradually subsided.

The colors of sunlight faded; the corpse clouds no longer struck down purple lightning; the energy storm slowly dissipated, leaving only a mess on the ground, but there were no personnel casualties.

Aside from one dwarf airship that made an emergency landing and a forest elf land battleship that was completely smashed, there were no greater losses.

"Attack the forest elves (dwarves)?"

The two commanders merely thought for a bit, then dispelled the idea of continuing the war.

Because the win/loss of this great war now had nothing much to do with them anymore.

"I want to change the place to fight; you have no objection, right?"

"Do you always act first and talk later?"

One green, one white — two figures rapidly left the battlefield; Artosh was being held by the face by Broly and carried flying.

Artosh wasn't unwilling to resist, but Broly crazily exploded with ki to raise his combat power, giving Him no capacity to resist at all.

Ten thousand li east of the battlefield, there was a stretch of black sea; this War God was thrown down into it by the Saiyan boy.

"Bang—"

The War God's figure was too fast as he smashed into the sea, blasting up a huge expanse of waves.

"I was just worried you'd disagree, so I did it first."

Floating in mid-air watching the surging waves below, Broly only then answered Artosh's question.

And the response to him was, on the black sea surface that had calmed down, a white light gradually lighting up.

Divine Strike reappeared; a terrifying stream of spirit power energy sprayed out, evaporating tens of thousands of tons of seawater, striking toward him.

The aftershocks, after hitting the reef coastline along the shore, blasted out a pulverized channel over ten kilometers long.

With the seawater gone, the seabed was exposed.

Artosh, eighteen wings spread, slowly floated up.

His gaze kept scanning overhead, but he did not find Broly's trace.