Chapter 552: Magic Must Be Defeated by Magic, Broly's Victory

「There's a problem now. 」

「What problem? 」

「Should we take the talismans out of this fake Broly's body, since he's already turned enemy into friend with Broly? 」

Holding the potion used to extract talismans, Xiao Yu proposed a troubling question.

「If he doesn't mind us doing this, of course, District 13 is also willing to take in one more Super Agent. 」

Sheriff Black stroked his chin and said that compared to talismans often stolen from the evidence room, if they could exchange for a Super Agent with astonishing combat power, it was also a very good thing, and he could fully accept it.

「Hey, I—I mean, you……」

「I'm the fake you, just call me Counterfeit. 」

Fake Broly didn't seem to care much about what he was called.

「Alright, Counterfeit, the talismans inside your body are what I need. I hope you can return them to me. 」

Broly spoke plainly.

「Talismans—I've heard you all talking about this before. Can you tell me what they are? 」

「They are stones imbued with magic, bearing the patterns of the twelve zodiac animals. 」

Xiao Yu poured some potion onto her hand, then walked over and boldly reached toward Fake Broly's body; upon contact, her hand was like probing into liquid, directly passing into Fake Broly's body.

「You pierced through my body? 」

Fake Broly looked at her in surprise and said.

「No, your body is still intact. This is the power of the magic potion Father concocted. Found it. 」

Xiao Yu said this while withdrawing her hand from Fake Broly's body.

「Look, these are the talismans. They really are inside your body. 」

Xiao Yu held out her hand to show Fake Broly the talismans, looking pleased that her guess was correct.

「What use are they? 」

Fake Broly asked curiously; having a stone removed from his body didn't make him feel much.

「This is the Dog Talisman. It grants the holder immortality and eternal life. Without this talisman, Broly would definitely have used that super powerful Energy Bullet to blow you up. 」

「I see, then I really should thank it. 」

Fake Broly nodded, but had no intention of taking back the Dog Talisman.

「Besides this one, what other talismans are inside my body, and what do they all do? 」

「Let me look for them. 」

Xiao Yu poured magic potion onto both her hands and began exploring inside Fake Broly's body.

Talisman after talisman was pulled out by her, and she introduced them as she removed them.

「This is the Snake Talisman, it lets you turn invisible. This is the Pig Talisman, it lets you have laser eyes. The Rooster Talisman lets you fly. The Rabbit Talisman makes you faster. The Horse Talisman heals your injured body. I swear, without this talisman, you would definitely have been knocked down by Broly in the first hit! 」

「Indeed. 」

Fake Broly nodded in agreement and did not refute Xiao Yu's statement.

「This is the Ox Talisman, it gives you limitless strength. This is the Dragon Talisman……」

「No need for you to say it. I know its effect. After you took it out, I felt like a deflated balloon, with an extremely weak feeling. 」

When the other talismans were taken out, Fake Broly did not resist or stop Xiao Yu's actions, but when the Dragon Talisman was taken, the feeling of emptiness made him subconsciously snatch the Dragon Talisman from Xiao Yu's hand and stuff it back into his own body.

「Uh, you're unwilling to return the talisman? 」

Xiao Yu looked embarrassed. She had thought she could just fish all the talismans out of Fake Broly's body like that.

「The others are fine, but this one isn't. Also, there's that Rat Talisman. I remember you said it's the talisman that turns me from a dead thing into a living thing, right? 」

「Uh, that's right. 」

「I don't want to turn back into a dead thing. 」

Fake Broly stated his attitude.

「But that's not something that belongs to you. You shouldn't possess things that don't belong to you. 」

Xiao Yu subconsciously retorted.

「Hmm……」

These words made Fake Broly fall into thought.

「You're right. I indeed shouldn't possess things that don't belong to me, but I still have some things I want to do. Can you let me finish them before returning the talismans? 」

After a while, Fake Broly unexpectedly nodded in agreement with Xiao Yu's words, but made a request for some time.

「What do you want to do? 」

Sheriff Black asked curiously.

「The real me must really hate being deceived. 」

Fake Broly said looking at the real Broly.

「Hmm. 」

Broly nodded. He indeed hated being deceived.

「And I seem to be the same. The Holy Lord deceived me. He should receive some lesson. 」

「So you're going to go teach the Holy Lord a lesson? 」

「Yes. 」

「That sounds not bad. 」

「Then wait until you've taught the Holy Lord a lesson before coming back to let us take the remaining talismans. 」

At the hidden entrance of the phone booth in District 13, Broly and the others made this arrangement with Fake Broly, then watched him fly away into the sky.

And because of what Walong said this afternoon, the Holy Lord, who was worried that Fake Broly might be turned, moved from the original base to a new base.

"I don't know how your Fake Broly you sent out is doing now?"

Walong said, while Afeng, La Su, and the others still had no news.

"La Su, why did you fall asleep?"

"Sorry, I got a bit sleepy from spying, so I closed my eyes for a moment."

While the Black Hand Gang and others upstairs were having such a conversation, Broly and the others who had left District 13 walked down this street.

"The time has come; it's time to contact our brothers and sisters in Hell."

Walking up to the Magic Mirror they had brought, the Holy Lord began communicating with the demons of Hell.

"Holy Lord, regarding the matter of dealing with Broly that you mentioned, how is it going now?"

Dikui asked first.

"No problem, everything is going smoothly; I have already manufactured an Ultimate Weapon specifically to deal with Broly."

"Then, can you tell us, your brothers and sisters, your idea?"

"Of course."

……

"That's the situation."

After a while, the Holy Lord told the brothers and sisters in Hell about how he used multiple Talismans to manufacture a more powerful Fake Broly to deal with Broly.

"Your plan sounds good, but it seems some accidents have occurred now."

"What accidents?"

"Look behind you."

The Holy Lord turned around and saw Broly's figure.

"Ah, are you real, or are you fake?"

"You say I am real, so why are you now questioning whether I am fake?"

Fake Broly curled his mouth corner and retorted; having come over here, he had heard the dialogue between the Holy Lord and the demons, so there was no need for the process of questioning face to face.

"Oh, Broly, my friend, did you succeed? Did you deal with the thief who stole your life?"

"Actually, no; I just fought him, didn't decide the winner, and stopped, and now I am here to teach you a lesson."

"Ah, why is that?"

"Because you deceived me with lies."

Seeing the situation was bad, the Holy Lord decisively spat fire at Fake Broly in front of him.

Then, He got slapped hard.

With the sound of slaps, the Holy Lord possessing Walong soon had a swollen face.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting; I am the one who turned you from a dead thing into a living thing."

The Holy Lord held his head and shouted.

"That's right, precisely because of that, I only intend to beat you up, because I just hate that you deceived me with lies, but regarding the fact that you let me, a dead thing, have a brief life, for that, I am still grateful to you."

Fake Broly stopped hitting, and he actually had no ill will toward the Holy Lord: "I am leaving, and before I leave, I want to give you a message."

"What?"

The Holy Lord with a bruised and swollen face asked.

"Your act of leaving your original place is meaningless; in my and the real Broly's Ki Sense, your Breath is so obvious in this World that as long as we have the thought of finding you, we can immediately find you."

"Well, this news counts as repayment for letting me have a brief life; also, stealing other people's things is wrong."

"If you want to correct your mistake, you can give me the Talismans that have not yet been stuffed into your Body, and I can help you take them back and return them to the owner."

The front part of the content left the Holy Lord stunned, while the latter words woke up this Evil Dragon demon: "What did you say? Whose Talismans are they?"

"District 13's; aren't they?"

"No, I am the owner of the Talismans; District 13 is the thief; they stole my Talismans."

"Do you think I will believe your words?"

"Broly, I apologize to you for deceiving you before, but I can swear an oath to you; if half of what I say is false, then I will never be able to escape Hell's prison, and even if I leave, I will fall back into Hell."

"See that? The Holy Lord is submitting to the puppet he created himself."

Inside the Magic Mirror, the demons had no sympathy for the Holy Lord's plight, only mockery and ridicule; being beaten by the creation made by his own Talismans, this is a classic joke of lifting a stone to smash one's own foot.

But the Holy Lord did not care about the mockery of the brothers and sisters in Hell; instead, he seriously said to Fake Broly in front of him: "The Talismans are my things; there is no need to return them to anyone at all. I don't know what happened to you, but if possible, please tell me about your experiences today, because I suspect you were deceived by some other ill-intentioned person."

Fake Broly frowned at the Holy Lord, but still sat down and roughly explained to the other party what he had experienced today.

Of course, due to Fake Broly's vocabulary not being sufficient, many of his descriptions lacked details; the Holy Lord could only tell that the other party fought fiercely with Broly, going from being completely at a disadvantage to gradually gaining the upper hand, then being surpassed again, starting to cycle continuously.

While here, everything was still normal; Fake Broly indeed, as He had expected, fought the real Broly.

And until he stopped fighting because he was hungry, and was bought off by the real Broly with a Big Meal from District 13, Walong felt the Holy Lord's blood pressure rise; oh no, it was his Body's blood pressure.

When he heard that Fake Broly let Xiao Yu take the Talismans from his Body, Walong even felt as if he had a cerebral hemorrhage right now.

"Are you stupid? You just let someone take the Talismans from your Body like that, you this white……"

Halfway through speaking, the Holy Lord stopped, because He saw Fake Broly looking over with an unfriendly gaze.

"Uh, what I mean is, you are a child who is too simple and kind; that Jackie Chan's niece named Xiao Yu definitely used flowery words to deceive the simple you."

"A cowardly dragon!"

Walong mocked.

"Shut up; this is knowing the times."

The Holy Lord was furious, but He still noticed one thing.

"Broly, I want to know, which Talismans were taken from you?"

Fake Broly was indeed simple; without hiding anything, he said which Talismans had been taken.

After hearing that the Horse Talisman had been taken, the Holy Lord's eyes lit up.

"Damn bastard, I'll tell you who the true master is!"

The Holy Lord used the Manipulation Spell and became arrogant.

"Are you talking to me?"

Then, he heard Fake Broly's question.

【Isn't the Horse Talisman gone? Why does my Manipulation Spell still have no effect?】

"Before you lost the Horse Talisman, did your body suffer any damage, such as your head being blown up?"

"How do you know I was blown into slag?"

"Cough cough, where was I in my story?"

"You said you'd tell me who the true master is—what does that mean?"

"I mean, I'll tell you who the true owner of the talisman is. Well, I've already given the talisman to you, so you are its true owner."

The Holy Lord explained with a serious expression.

"I see."

Fake Broly nodded and actually believed it.

"The talisman belongs to you now. Aren't you going to give it to someone else?"

"The thing is, the talisman belongs to the Holy Lord, and He gave it to me. I own the talisman, and I can keep what belongs to me."

The next day, Fake Broly came looking for him, but he changed his mind about returning the talisman, and his reasoning was sound.

"Of course, I don't intend to take back those talismans that have already been taken out; I'll give them to the friend who treated me to a big meal."

"Others are quite nice—they gave you the talisman the Holy Lord gave them."

Xiao Yu said to Broly beside her.

"Also, I want to repay the Holy Lord's kindness for giving me life. Next, I will help the Holy Lord unseal the seals of other Hell Demons."

"That's really terrible."

Tru, holding a broom, said.

"The demons that are released will surely cause chaos in the world."

Old Man looked at Broly.

"Rest assured, I won't let this kind of thing happen."

Broly nodded to Old Man, then looked at Fake Broly.

"Just as the Holy Lord has shown me kindness, Old Man has taught me spells. I won't stand by and do nothing while Hell Demons are released."

"Of course, let's make a deal. If only the Wind Demon Xiaofeng is released, that's fine, because I owe Him a favor."

"Uh, Holy Lord, what do you say?"

Fake Broly lowered his head and asked the Dragon-Headed Staff in his hand.

"I didn't expect you to also have a demon you're willing to release, but unfortunately, the other demons must also be released."

The Holy Lord had already hidden His breath with a spell, and now, through the Dragon-Headed Staff in Fake Broly's hand, He was conversing with the true Broly on this side.

"Since you refuse, then..."

Old Man's words drew everyone's attention at the scene.

【This old geezer wants to make the first move!】

Just as the Holy Lord thought this, He heard Old Man in the antique shop say: "Then, let's discuss who the true owner of the talismans is!"

"Hah? You old thing, are your eyes dim? The Twelve Talismans aren't mine—are they yours? Or do you want to use flowery words to deceive my friend Broly (Fake)?"

"The talismans naturally aren't mine, and I'm not trying to deceive anyone. Old Man here just wants to discuss with you honestly who the original owner of the Twelve Talismans really is."

"Fine, then you old thing, tell us who the original owner of the Twelve Talismans really is!"

"The Holy Lord, also known as Shenzhu, was once the Fire Demon who ruled the Asian Continent. During His rule of the Asian Continent, He used powerful spells to draw the power of the twelve zodiac animals for His own use."

"This Fu Shu Dazuan, Old Man here has already deciphered, and it records the spell you yourself used to draw the power of the twelve zodiac animals."

"To be honest, except for the Dragon Talisman which belongs to you yourself, the other talismans belong to those zodiac animals."

To prove what he said was true, Old Man raised the Fu Shu Dazuan in his hand and turned to the page about the spell that drew the power of the zodiac animals.

The Holy Lord was left speechless, because what the other side said was correct. Except for the Dragon Talisman, the other talismans were formed by Him drawing the power of other zodiac animals.

"But the other talismans were formed after I used magic to draw the power of the other eleven zodiac animals, and then that guy Po Kong ambushed me with Righteous Qi magic!"

"We're only discussing the true original owner of the talismans, and it isn't you."

"Sophistry."

"Broly, activated by the Rat Talisman, do you acknowledge Old Man's words?"

"What you say seems reasonable."

Holy Lord: "......"

Fake Broly was too simple—there were both good and bad sides to it.

The good side was that the other party could be bewitched by him again.

The bad side was that the other party would also listen to what others said.

【Deceive him? No, I swear I cannot deceive him, so...】

"But the original owner of the talismans isn't you either. If you're capable, let those zodiac animals come demand them!"

The Holy Lord's presence prevented Fake Broly from being tricked into taking out the Rat Talisman himself.

"Well, the Holy Lord is right. Unless you let the original owner of the talismans come demand them, I won't hand over the remaining talismans inside my body."

The scene stalemated. Fake Broly, who had declared he would stand on the Holy Lord's side, if unable to be resolved, would surely be a big trouble.

"Let's do this, I have a proposal."

Broly thought for a moment, then took the initiative to break the cold reception.

"What proposal?"

Fake Broly looked at him.

"Let's have another battle, using the win/loss to decide the ownership of the talisman, what do you think?"

"This proposal is good."

Fake Broly's eyes brightened, and he directly agreed.

"Fight now?"

"No, let's talk about it this afternoon."

"Broly, are you confident?"

After the battle time was agreed upon, the separated real and fake Brolys were respectively questioned by Father (Holy Lord) and others.

"I don't know, but I feel his breath seems much weaker than when I fought him until the end yesterday."

Fake Broly answered the Holy Lord like this.

"If we fight head-on, I should already be unable to defeat the other party……"

The Strongest Concept has a problem: in a world without the Star Cup, the improvement it brings is not permanently fixed, but exists temporarily, and disappears once the battle ends.

And Fake Broly's updated strength did not decline because of this; although Broly also became stronger during yesterday's fight, the increase in his strength did not exceed the power relying on rule mechanisms—the Fake Broly who crazily stacked up.

Broly was very clear that Fake Broly's strength should now exceed his own, probably having about twice his own strength.

"It's okay, don't we still have the Horse Talisman and Dog Talisman? Take those two talismans, and that fake cannot solve you, while your strength can rely on that whatever Strongest Concept to grow to the level of fighting him yesterday!"

Xiao Yu was an idea king, and immediately thought of a solution.

"Xiao Yu, this is a solution, but it will turn the battle into a war of attrition. Wanting to decide the winner, who knows until when we'd have to fight, and I have a better solution that can quickly decide the win/loss between me and Fake Broly."

"What solution?"

Xiao Yu hurriedly pursued asking.

"Father, I need you to help me brew three kinds of magic potions."

Broly did not answer Xiao Yu's question, but instead asked Father beside him for three kinds of magic potions.

Question: When you clearly know Fake Broly is twice as strong as yourself, and he has a weakness called the Rat Talisman on him, will you fight head-on, or go attack Fake Broly's own weakness?

Broly's answer was that if the matter wasn't very important, he would fight head-on and enjoy the process of battle, but in situations involving important matters where he couldn't hold back, he would choose to attack Fake Broly's own weakness.

The afternoon battle, as Broly expected, once it started, he himself completely fell into a disadvantage, but as his line of sight was obscured by clouds, he took out the prepared secret weapon 【Shrinking Potion】, and after releasing the Shrinking Spell on himself, the situation was immediately reversed.

The Shrinking Spell can turn a person into the size of a mosquito; when facing a strong enemy, this approach is absolutely a great weakening of oneself, but when facing a strong enemy whose breath is the same as one's own, it can achieve the effect of completely hiding traces.

Broly looked at Fake Broly, who looked like a headless fly and was searching for his traces; he, having already controlled his breath to the lowest level, carefully flew toward the other party.

Broly successfully closed in, and with the help of the Talisman Extraction Potion, very easily entered Fake Broly's Body.

As the Rat Talisman was pushed out, the battle directly announced its end; using 【Growth Potion】 to restore his size, Broly's figure fell downward, directly caught up with the falling sculpture, took Fake Broly, who had turned back into a dead object, and flew back to the Antique Shop.

"The Dragon Talisman has been taken out, but there seems to be no other talisman existence inside his Body."

Xiao Yu said.

"It seems the Holy Lord did not give all the talismans to him; here are missing the Hitsuji of Astral Projection, the Saru of unpredictable changes, and the Tora of Yin-Yang Balance."

Father said.

"Broly, can you now find the Holy Lord's Location?"

Xiao Yu looked at Broly.

"No, the Holy Lord has already hidden his breath; I cannot perceive His existence now."

Broly looked at the Statue, guessing this was probably Fake Broly's own self, and informed the other party of this information, causing the other party to take countermeasures.

"Eh, Broly, what do you want to do?"

Xiao Yu saw the boy holding the Rat Talisman, seemingly about to stuff it into the Statue, and hurriedly asked.

"I want to make a final farewell with this fake friend."

Broly explained, then stuffed the Rat Talisman into the Statue.

"How did I get here?"

Fake Broly was reactivated, found the surrounding scenery had changed, and spoke in confusion.

"Very simple, because our match, I won."

Broly answered.

"How did you do it?"

Fake Broly did not disbelieve; without the Dragon Talisman inside his Body, his state was like his Qi was exhausted, and he was somewhat curious about how exactly he was defeated.

Broly did not hide it, told Fake Broly the way he himself won, and then made a summary.

"The win/loss of battle sometimes depends not only on Hard Power, but may also depend on information."

"I know your weakness, and clearly know that I possess advantages when facing you."

"So, even if you are stronger than me, in the end I won."

"So that's how it is, then indeed I lost."

Fake Broly lost convinced in heart and mouth, but he was somewhat confused as to why he, who lost, would be reactivated again.

"Nice to meet you, fake me."

Just at this moment, Broly extended his palm toward him.

"I am also very happy to meet you, true me."

Fake Broly was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he also shook hands with the Saiyan boy.

"Are you willing to change your mind and not help the Holy Lord release the Demon?"

Broly asked.

"Then are you willing to change your personality?"

Fake Broly refuted.

"Alright, I understand. I'll remember you, friend."

"Me too."

Fake Broly kept a smiling expression and turned back into a statue inside Broly's Antique Shop.

"Broly, you don't look like you're in a good mood. What's wrong?"

Xiao Yu asked him.

"I wanted to leave the Rat Talisman to him, but he refused."

"A person's fate is often determined by their own personality. Broly, you're a good child, and of course, so is he."

The old man looked at the statue and gave a guarantee: "Rest assured. From now on, Tru will take good care of him, wiping the statue at least once every day, and will also wax and oil it for maintenance, making him look like a Buddha statue in a temple filled with incense smoke."

"Leave this to me."

Tru slapped his chest. Although Fake Broly helped the Holy Lord, this kind of personality that repays kindness made people feel respectful.