With his ability to even fool his senses, it would be foolish of Broly to let him escape. If Solutus was out there, Broly wouldn't be sure when he would strike him or his family and friends. He had to end him no matter what!
So, even though the whole city seemed to be rumbling and something major was happening, Broly completely ignored it as he rushed towards Solutus. Broly accelerated to his maximum with his body being powered by his soul and his lifeforce burning at its highest rate.
He moved so fast that Solutus was only able to take a glimpse at his fleeting figure. After pressing the button, he had already waved his sword, creating a rift into the universe itself. Just as he was already half way inside the rift, Broly arrived. With his knife hand he slashed at Solutus.
Solutus' eyes widened as his mind went blank. Broly's hand was glowing fiercely in different colors. Lifeforce, magic, ki and his soul powered his hand to its peak, creating a dangerous blade around it. It was Broly's strongest strike he could muster.
Of course, such an attack was in no way endurable by Solutus. A deep red line formed from the top of his head down to the bottom, dividing him in two halves. Solutus had an astonished expression as he had yet to realize what happened.
Suddenly his hand twitched, wanting to do something, but that movement couldn't escape Broly's eyes and he slashed once again, instantly cutting off his hand.
The two halves of Solutus split apart and one fell into the rift. Broly fired a ki blast inside the rift, landing squarely on Solutus body half. Afterwards the rift that Solutus wanted to escape with, closed again, leaving no trace behind that there was once a rift. Broly was surprised as he looked at the perfectly fine fabric of reality.
Although space and time had yet to fill up this area again, it was still within this universe. Solutus actually wanted to escape out of the universe and if he had succeeded, Broly would have stood no chance in following him.
Of course, as decisive as Broly was, he didn't give Solutus any time to escape. To ensure the kill of Solutus, he had completely burned his remaining lifeforce, emptied his magic and ki and pushed his soul to its limit.
Broly involuntarily cancelled his transformation and retracted his soul. He had no remaining strength left to fly and fell to the ground.
His strengthless body fell onto a high building and directly crashed through a few floors before stopping. Broly was exhausted but he had accomplished what he came for. After today the former members of this organization would only be roaming assassins without anyone backing them.
Without a backer, those with bad blood with some assassins wouldn't have to fear any repercussions when they hunted those down. These assassins would be devoured in no time. Broly could be happy with the result, but there was one thing that prevented him from being it.
Broly stood up and walked his way to a hole on the side. He could see his elite soldiers flying his way with Alea and the others at the front. It seemed like they had already cleared the city of any living creature. Broly looked into the sky and saw a fuzzy barrier surrounding the city. Even with his vision he could barely see through the barrier and see chaotic threads of pure energy. They were rapidly moving through the mess with a tunnel securing their path.
It seemed like Solutus wanted them to head somewhere, but how could Broly figure out what Solutus wanted. One half of his brain was somewhere lying on the ground. It was too late to read his mind, but Broly knew that what happened was the best possible option. He would have regretted it if Solutus was able to run away.
Either way, he had to quickly replenish his energy and preserve through anything that might be coming their way.
Broly threw in a healing capsule and he instantly felt his ki being rapidly replenished. His lifeforce was somewhat being refilled but most importantly his cells were being reconstructed. Although he could easily enter Super Saiyan 3, it still was a huge burden on his cells, especially at the end when he pushed his strength to its limit. Most of the cells in his arms burst open and made his arms completely red from inner bleedings.
However, Broly knew that after healing, he would be even stronger and with a healing capsule he wouldn't need to wait for long. The only problem was his soul. He had strained it heavily again and needed some time to heal, but fortunately for him it wasn't as severe as previously. Although he only needed some weeks to recover from that soul injury, it didn't seem like they had that much time to wait for it.
Alea and the others quickly landed behind him inside the building. They saw that Broly was somewhat pale, but still in a good shape. "Broly, do you know what is happening?" Taro asked he looked into the sky. Broly was probably the only one that was able to see what was behind the barrier.
"We are being transported somewhere unknown, but it will certainly be troublesome." Broly responded seriously. The other elites were somewhat worried as they knew of Broly's might. If he said it would be troublesome, wouldn't it be certain death for them?
Just as he contemplated about what to do, Aize approached him with a young man around their age. He was around his twenties, Broly knew through observing the man's lifeforce.
"Broly, we have a new Super Saiyan in our ranks." Aize reported as he presented the young man. The man kneeled down on one knee to show his respect.
"My lord, I, Luch, at your service."
Broly nodded.
"Very good. You are now amidst the strongest Saiyans ever born. You will need to take responsibility for your team for now. Unfortunately for you, we have tough times ahead of us, so be prepared. This goes for you too!"
Broly turned to the other elites. "Go rest for now, we are only able to rest until we arrive. Use the time we have!" Broly shouted. Broly patted the young Super Saiyan on the shoulder and jumped out of the building.
The other elites did as they were told and started sitting down and threw healing capsules in their mouths. Aize and Cana guarded them in case an assassin was able to hide from them.
Alea, Zangya and Taro followed Broly outside. Alea was the first one to speak up concernedly.
"Are you sure we should wait? We don't know what will happen once we have reached our destination." Broly nodded as a response.
"Indeed, but I do know what will happen if we force our way out or stop the city. The others aren't strong enough to endure the chaotic energy outside. They will be ripped apart in seconds. We would be luckier and endure for much longer, but I am not sure if we could leave that space safely. We will bet our luck in whatever Solutus had prepared for us."
"Solutus?" Alea asked as he had never heard of that name. She could guess that it was the one Broly was fighting as for the identity of that person, she had no idea.
"Yeah, the number one assassin and the backbone of this organization. He said that he would need me for one other thing. He also said that I had delivered something, but as to what I don't know. Fact is, he wanted to clash with me. Hmph. Still he severely underestimated me."
Broly didn't say anything anymore and bend down to grab something in between the rubble. He pulled out the black sword that Solutus was wielding. Broly threw the hand that was still holding onto the sword onto the ground and pulverized it with a ki blast.
The other half of Solutus body was lying not far from the sword. Broly waved his hand and pulverized Solutus. Unfortunately, the remote fell into the rift with the other half. Maybe he could have reversed the direction of the city, but now wasn't to think in what ifs.
Clink.
"Hmm?" Broly looked at the spot where he pulverized Solutus and found a golden triangle. Broly held it up and frowned slightly. It was like the sword, he couldn't sense it with his vision. Obviously, it wasn't made out of something ordinary as well if it withstood Broly's attack just now.
Additionally, it was something Solutus wore on him, so it had to be something of importance. With that in mind he observed it for a while before putting it in his pocket.