Chapter 444

The fourth meeting with Dragon God Orsted — one was on the upslope, the other on the downslope.

They locked eyes for a moment, then Orsted raised his hand forward.

"Fire Meteor!"

King-class fire magic was unleashed with a shortened incantation.

Heat appeared overhead; the trees began to burn.

A gigantic fireball, like a meteor, covered most of the sky and came crashing down toward Broly's direction.

"Boom!"

Like a nuclear explosion, the trees at the center were instantly burned to flying ash.

And the firestorm produced by the blast destroyed the forest for several li around in an instant.

Yet at the center struck by this King-class fire magic, an energy barrier blocked the heat of the flames; Broly stood unharmed in place, looking at the Dragon God.

Orsted showed no surprise; he tossed aside the luggage on his back, drew the Crazy Dragon Blade, checked the magic scrolls at his waist to ensure they were ready to deploy at any moment, then charged blade-first into the high-heat zone still burning with residual flames.

"Broly, he has something on him that interferes with my perception... Please... you must..."

The Little Human God's voice came in fits and starts, and cut off completely once Orsted drew near.

"Fine."

Broly answered, and went forward to meet the charging Orsted.

This clash was swift; after sidestepping to dodge the Dragon God's slash, light flared at Broly's fingertips.

"Chaos Magic!"

Orsted instantly raised his hand, using the anti-mage technique he had specially developed to dispel magic.

"Huh, this isn't magic after all?"

Yet Broly's energy beam was unaffected by Chaos Magic, which disrupts magic power, and pierced straight through the Dragon God's heart without hindrance — a realization that came to Orsted a moment too late.

The Dragon God tore open the scroll at his waist; a god-rank healing magic manifested on him, and the pierced heart knitted closed at visible speed.

But a battle at this level is decided in an instant — one misstep and every step follows; Broly appeared directly before him and, with Orsted unable to dodge due to his wound, drove a fist into his chest.

"Pfft—"

In the next moment, a massive breach appeared in Orsted's chest — one even god-rank healing magic could not repair — and he fell straight down, rigid.

"So it was fighting spirit... truly a monster, using fighting spirit like magic. But next time..."

Leaving behind his classic 'next time' line, the Dragon God expired under Broly's gaze.

The surrounding spacetime shifted; Broly arrived at the fifth loop.

"Sigh—"

Broly sighed; the precious ore he had mined during the first loop's time was just gone like that.

He looked up, glanced at the rabbits flying in the sky, and it was time to fill his belly again.

After eating the rabbit, Broly went to Kule Town, met Nataea, completed the reincarnation commission and received another sum of starting funds, then began the Wanglong Kingdom speedrun mode.

By evening he reached the Talakia Capital, met Death God Randolph again, left suggestions for remodeling the restaurant, then stayed at an inn.

And before coming this way, Broly had already released his Ki Sense in advance; unsurprisingly, at night the Human God came to him in a dream.

The other party was a clever god; Broly hardly needed to explain much — just mentioned Dragon God Orsted and the time loops, and the Human God eagerly agreed to become his friend in the new loop and guide him in this world to search for capture targets.

On the second day of the fifth loop, Broly headed for the Milis Continent; his progress was extremely fast — another two-day Saiyan speedrun.

On the fourth day he arrived at the Blue Dragon Mountain Range, ate a Blue Dragon, and headed straight for the Mine Pit Tribe's direction.

That's right — he didn't go to the Long-Eared Race's territory again, but went directly to the Mine Pit Tribe's territory, found the mine pit from memory, used extremely violent means inside the mountain to obtain the raw ore for Crystal Love, then went to the Beast Race's Great Forest.

As for the Human God's cross-time plan, because of Broly's speedrun the timing still didn't match; this loop's Human God never even realized the Saiyan boy was actually a warm-hearted sort willing to help those in need.

And the Beast Race treated outsiders far better than the Long-Eared Race in the previous loop; though equally wary of outsiders, when Broly entered some Beast Race market towns, he generally wasn't stopped by them.

And if Broly was willing to share meat with a group of Beast Race in those towns and villages, he could quickly become a popular half-bodied person.

"Broly, you want to find a girl on our side? No problem, no problem. Our Beast Race girls are very uninhibited; as long as you can win the battles between males during the spring and summer mating seasons in some towns and cities, many girls here will be willing to bear offspring with a strong male."

The Beast Race's customs are rather primitive and they greatly admire strength; as long as you're strong, you can find many good spouses here.

However, unlike humans who can go into heat all year round, they only go into heat during specific spring and summer seasons.

"Broly, your timing really couldn't be worse."

The Little Human God said.

"I'm not here to find a mating partner."

Broly couldn't understand what pleasure there was in putting the thing used for urinating into a female's body.

In any case, he had no particular feeling about the season being wrong for coming to Beast Race territory.

After arriving here, he frequently caught large magical beasts and wandered among Beast Race towns and villages.

Because compared to money, barter was more common on the Beast Race side; holding a piece of meat made it much easier to get on good terms with strange Beast Race.

And upon hearing he was looking for a partner, many Beast Race villages and towns, considering the prey he brought, thought Broly a quality spouse capable of supporting a family, and unhesitatingly called out their daughters or younger sisters nearing mating age to meet Broly.

Basically, as long as Broly could defeat their fathers' generation and any rivals seeking them, when next year's mating season arrived he could directly marry these beast-eared girls and bring them home.

Of course, some Beast Race have no concept of family and only form temporary households with strong males during breeding season; once the season passes, the temporary household splits up, and the pregnant Beast Race female raises the child alone.

"So some Beast Race children never know who their biological father really is, but there are also Beast Race with a stronger spouse concept who, once paired, never separate — even after one dies the other may follow them in death. Truly a barbaric yet simple Beast Race view of marriage and family."

After finishing, the Little Human God asked the Saiyan boy: "By the way, Broly, are you monogamous, polygynous, or polyandrous?"

"I'm polygynous."

"I see, so you Saiyans have a polygynous harem view of marriage."

"No, compared to marriage, we Saiyans seem to focus more on battle."

"Then what about you?"

"Only I'm the exception."

Broly and the Small Person Deity talked about his past life on Nappa Star.

"After the Crystal Palace appeared and I found my wife, my life on Nappa Star improved."

"So what you pursue is actually gluttony, not lust, and certainly not so-called love?"

"I don't know. At first it was indeed for food, but now it's just to make everyone happier."

"Hmm, then let me ask a question."

"What question?"

"If, on the condition that one wife in your Crystal Palace dies, you could gain a massive amount of Happiness Points, would you choose to let some of your wives in the Crystal Palace die?"

The moment the Small Person Deity's question left his mouth, he felt the Saiyan boy's aura suddenly become extremely dangerous.

"I'll just solve the guy who said those words."

Broly answered without a shred of hesitation.

"Judging by this, although you still don't understand those matters between adults, you already have a strong possessive desire toward your own wives, and this kind of possessive desire can also be interpreted as love."

"Love?"

Broly was thoughtful.

"Right, Broly, if someone hurts your wife, what will you do?"

The Small Person Deity asked again at this moment.

"Of course I'll kill the person who wants to hurt my wife!"

Broly looked at the Small Person Deity before him with a 'Are you fucking kidding me, this is nonsense' expression in his eyes.

"Ah, it really gives such a sense of security, hearing it makes even me want to become your wife, yet I wonder if there's any other way to become your wife besides being recognized by that Crystal Palace of yours?"

The Small Person Deity asked.

"There is. Spend Happiness Points to make a Custom Figure and that's it."

Broly nodded.

"Then can I be one? Considering how familiar we are, on account of being friends across multiple reincarnations?"

The Small Person Deity suspected it was precisely that mysterious Crystal Palace that gave Broly the ability to preserve his memories across reincarnation time, and for this He didn't hesitate to make such a request; compared to life safety, a spouse candidate wasn't an issue at all.

"Besides the Custom Figure condition, you also have to be female."

"Eh, can't you think of a way around that? Please!"

The Small Person Deity rubbed his hands together and pleaded before him.

"No way."

Broly shrugged; the Crystal Palace was already prompting him with the message that this Crystal Palace doesn't do gay stuff.

"What a pity. I've been male since birth."

The Small Person Deity truly regretted it, having lost a method that might have let him escape the Primordial Dragon God's revenge.

"The next Beast Race village is the Raudia clan. There are individuals with strong luck there. I might not be able to accompany you like this and give you guidance anymore."

"No problem. I'm already familiar with the Beast Race's territory situation. Everyone calls me the 'Generous Halfling and Monkey Mixed-Blood Quality Spouse.' Even without your guidance, I can easily handle the rest of the journey."

"Then I'll leave first. Maintaining contact like this is still quite mentally draining."

The Small Person Deity waved his hand and vanished.

Broly entered the Raudia clan's territory.

And in this forest, all of them were Big Trees of relatively high age.

The ground was Wetland. Broly's prey then became Swamp Monsters.

And this thing wasn't very tasty; the Soil Smell was comparatively heavy.

Fortunately, Broly had brought Randolph's tyrannical Magic Continent seasonings this time. Heavy-flavored seasonings sprinkled on the Swamp Monster meat managed to cover up the Soil Smell quite well.

This day, Broly was roasting a Mud Dragon on a patch of dry ground when rustling sounds came from the tall tree thicket nearby.

Broly looked up and saw a White Giant Wolf with a red mark on its forehead emerge from the tree thicket.

The other party stared at the roasted, fragrant Mud Dragon, its long tongue involuntarily sticking out, some saliva dripping down.

Seeing this, Broly immediately flashed over and knocked out this drooling gluttonous wolf with a single hand knife.

"Truly good luck. We can eat wolf meat today."

Broly skillfully tied this big white wolf onto the grill, and just as he was preparing to bleed it, a group of Beast Race warriors came over.

"Yo, Raudia Beast Race friends, want to eat together?"

Broly invited enthusiastically, but the Beast Race warriors who had arrived here saw the white wolf already on the grill and their eyes instantly turned red.

"Outsider, you actually want to eat our Holy Beast?!"

"Don't run!"

"Hack to death the bastard who offended the Holy Beast!"

"The situation is like this. Because I almost roasted their clan's Holy Beast, I'm now being chased by them."

The Small Person Deity was somewhat speechless. He hadn't expected this kind of thing could still happen.

"That's not just the Raudia clan's Holy Beast, but the Beast Race's overall Guardian Divine Beast. If other Beast Races learn what you did, they'll likely turn hostile on you too."

"Then do you have any good ideas?"

Broly asked the Small Person Deity before him.

"No good ideas, but with your strength, you should be able to easily shake off those Beast Race warriors behind you, right?"

"Shaking them off is easy, but I haven't gone to their village yet to see if there are any Crystal Palace-recognized Capture targets!"

"You bastard actually still think about this. But with the strength you possess, just directly beating down this group of Beast Races would work, wouldn't it?"

"Uh, this matter is ultimately my fault; if someone wanted to roast my friend the Bay Beast, I'd probably chase after the person who did it too……"

"So what, you plan to just keep being chased like this?"

"As long as I wait until they're tired of running, have caught their breath, then go back and explain a bit, the misunderstanding should be cleared up, right?"

"That's a method, but……"

The Human God Apostle looked ahead, and the figure of Dragon God Orsted appeared.

【With the footwork I've bitterly trained for many years, at my current speed, I definitely can dodge the opponent's extremely fast Qi techniques.】

"Human God Apostle Broly, this time I will defeat you!"

Orsted, just like a perverted stalker, shouted his victory declaration at the Saiyan being chased by a group of Beast Race warriors, then leaned forward, drew his blade, and sprinted toward this side at high speed.

"It's Orsted, great!"

Seeing the Dragon God reappear, Broly's eyes brightened.

【Compared to clearing up the misunderstanding with an explanation, just restarting directly is a bit simpler.】

Thinking this, he also rushed to meet Orsted at an even faster speed.

Orsted hadn't even reacted before Broly had already closed in right in front of him.

A single plain, unadorned charged heavy fist pierced straight through his heart.

"Why, are you this fast too……"

The Dragon God stared wide-eyed, unable to comprehend Broly's sudden burst of speed.

And this time, he didn't even get to say a dying message before he bought the farm.

Arriving at the Sixth Cycle, Broly wiped nonexistent sweat from his head.

He just felt that a world where you can start over is really not bad.

He raised his head; the Flying Long-Eared Rabbit in the sky only felt targeted by something filthy.

Not long after, it went onto Broly's grill for the sixth time, becoming the Saiyan's food.

(Chapter End)