At this moment, GT Goku suddenly stepped forward.
With a serious expression, he looked at Z Broly and the others and asked, "Hey, who are you guys? What's the purpose of coming to Earth?"
The others also clenched their fists tightly.
They knew a violent battle was imminent, and the enemies before them were undeniably powerful. To defeat them would be extremely difficult if Goten didn't show up!
Despite this, none of the warriors present showed even the slightest hint of fear.
"Kakarot... hahaha! Kakarot..."
When Z Broly saw Goku, his face instantly twisted into a ferocious grin.
It was clear that no matter which timeline it was, Z Broly harbored an intense hatred for Goku.
"Hm? Why does that guy keep shouting my name?"
"I don't remember having any connection with him," Goku muttered, frowning as he stared at Broly's menacing expression.
However, GT Goku standing beside him understood the situation clearly.
From Paragus's previous explanations, he knew that Z Broly and Goku were born on the same day.
Z Broly, who had been sleeping peacefully, was disturbed by Goku's crying as a newborn. This disturbance had planted a deep resentment within Z Broly, intertwining their fates from the very beginning.
It was a strange grudge that seemed absurd to Goku, though.
'Who remembers something from the day they were born?' he thought.
But Z Broly was an anomaly—a miracle, in a way. He could hold onto that memory and resentment for such a long time.
"Hello, warriors of Earth."
Suddenly, the silver-haired boy standing in the middle stepped forward and spoke. His voice carried a sinister authority.
"My name is Marcus. The purpose of our visit to Earth is simple: to kill you with our own hands and then rule this entire dimension."
He continued, his tone calm yet filled with malice, "After gathering information, we learned that you seem to be the strongest fighters in this dimension. So, if you resist, it'll make things all the more entertaining for us. I'll be looking forward to seeing what you can do."
Marcus's appearance was chilling. He had silver hair, black eyes with red pupils, and wore a tight black combat uniform. His aura was overwhelmingly evil, and it was clear he was the leader of the group—the one who held absolute authority.
[T/N: I don't know who this guy is, so I left his name as it is. It's definitely not Fu, he's some OC from Dark Demon Realm.]
"Heh... stop spewing nonsense!" GT Vegeta retorted without hesitation.
"There's no denying your strength, but don't think killing us will be that easy."
It was true that the seven enemies standing before them were immensely powerful. But the warriors of Earth were no pushovers, and Goten—the strongest among them—had yet to arrive. Once Goten joined the fray, defeating these intruders would be far from impossible!
"Is that so?" Marcus sneered. His wicked smile grew wider as he spoke in a flat, mocking tone, "It seems you mortals lack a clear understanding of your own limits. Stupidity always comes with a terrible price."
His words sent a chill through the air, but Marcus remained composed. To him, these so-called "fighters" were nothing more than insects—not worth taking seriously.
"Lord Marcus is absolutely correct," another voice chimed in.
The voice belonged to Zamasu, whose hatred for mortals was well-known.
"Mortals are always so filthy and despicable," Zamasu declared with disdain.
"When these stupid insects are finally wiped out, the world will become a more beautiful place. Only then will the paradise Lord Marcus envisions become a reality."
Hearing Marcus and Zamasu's words, one of their companions frowned slightly, his expression revealing discomfort.
If Goten had been present, he would have recognized this individual immediately. With an "X"-shaped scar across his chest, red gloves, and an orange visor with white frames, the man standing beside them was none other than Hearts—the mortal who had once sought to overthrow Zeno in Super Dragon Ball Heroes.
Hearts's ultimate goal had been to free all mortals from the control of gods. Naturally, hearing Marcus and Zamasu speak about wiping out mortals made him uneasy. After all, he was a mortal himself, and he sympathized deeply with mortals.
"Shut your damn mouth, Zamasu!" Trunks suddenly shouted, his anger boiling over. "I don't know if it was you who Goten destroyed last time, but today, I'll make sure you're erased from this world completely!"
Trunks's hatred for Zamasu was immeasurable. He had seen countless mortals in his timeline perish because of Zamasu, and now that he had the chance, he was determined to avenge them all.
"How bold of you, you lowly Saiyan," Zamasu sneered.
"You've died at my hands in another timeline, and this one will be no different. But this time, I'll make sure you don't die so easily."
As Zamasu's bloodthirsty grin widened, an unexpected roar erupted.
"Kakarot!"
Z Broly roared furiously, his massive body suddenly lunging forward. In an instant, he appeared in front of GT Goku, his chest glowing with an energy ball that he hurled at him.
Haa!
Reacting instantly, GT Goku transformed into Super Saiyan IV. With a loud roar of his own, he swatted the energy ball away effortlessly. In a flash, he moved like lightning, landing a powerful uppercut to Z Broly's jaw.
Z Broly's massive body was thrown backward, but instead of showing pain, he burst into crazed laughter.
"Hahaha! Kakarot!"
His demonic laughter echoed as a grass-green aura erupted around him. The next moment, he transformed into his Legendary Super Saiyan II form, his body surrounded by crackling golden lightning.
The sheer intensity of his energy was overwhelming.
"This... this ki... it's terrifying," GT Vegeta muttered, his face pale.
"This guy's power is leagues beyond what it was decades ago. Even if I use Super Saiyan IV, I'm not sure I can beat him."
Z Broly's strength had reached a new level. Even though his transformation was only one step higher than before, the difference was staggering. It was like comparing night and day.
The other warriors felt the same unease. Their faces grew grim as they realized the power they were up against.
But amidst the tension, Broly—their Broly—stood calm, silently watching the chaos unfold.