"Hey, I'm so sorry, but I don't want to die just yet."
Facing Kahn, Moro displayed no fear.
He could clearly sense that Kahn's power surpassed Bardock's. Given his current magical reserves, he knew he couldn't directly compete.
But...
That wasn't an issue.
As long as he could gradually absorb Kahn's energy during their battle, victory would be his in the end.
Kahn, however, was no fool.
"When you step into this battlefield, whether you live or die is no longer your decision."
He had seen through every little scheme Moro had in mind.
He knew this enemy too well.
Unlike Goku, who had underestimated Moro's ability in the past, Kahn would not make the same mistake.
"Then come and try!" Moro curled his fingers, gesturing Kahn to attack.
This was perfect. If Kahn charged in recklessly, it would play right into his hands. He was worried Kahn might hesitate, but if he was willing to fight head-on, then everything was falling into place.
Moro's confidence didn't stem from the peak restoration of his magic, but from his ability to absorb life energy—his true ace in the hole.
Just as tension peaked—
"Waaaah!"
A baby's cry pierced through the battlefield.
Kahn's expression shifted. His gaze flickered toward No. 18, who was holding their newborn daughter, Sakura. The intense battle between Bardock and Frieza had frightened the child.
"Sakura, don't cry. Daddy will take care of the bad guys soon," No. 18 whispered soothingly, gently rocking the infant in her arms.
Kahn exhaled slowly, shifting his focus back to Moro.
Only now, his eyes burned with something much deadlier.
"Because of you, my daughter shed her first tears of fear... It seems I've been too generous."
The air around them plummeted to freezing temperatures.
A chilling wave swept across the battlefield, sending shivers down the spines of Frieza's soldiers and even King Cold himself.
And then—
BOOM!
A violent explosion of blazing purple energy erupted around Kahn, exuding terrifying waves of destruction.
On Beerus's planet, the scene unfolded through the divine projection.
Vegeta's eyes widened in shock. Kahn's transformation... was unlike anything they had seen before.
"What is that form?!"
Even Goku was at a loss for words, feeling an immense pressure radiating from the screen.
"Is it a Super Saiyan form evolved from Super Saiyan God?" Goku wondered aloud.
Whis shook his head. "No. This is not a Super Saiyan transformation. This... is a Gods of Destruction technique—Ultimate Intent."
The room fell into stunned silence.
Breaking the quiet, Whis turned toward Beerus. "Master Beerus, what do you think of Master Kahn's Ultimate Intent?"
Beerus swallowed, a bead of sweat trailing down his forehead.
"His Ultimate Intent... is probably on par with mine."
Whis smirked. "That's obvious. Master Kahn once defeated Lord Quitela, and in the Gods of Destruction Summit, he single-handedly bested a team of four Destroyers in battle."
Beerus crossed his arms, feeling a twinge of shame.
He, too, could defeat multiple Destroyers, but he had never risked doing so in an elimination-style battle.
Kahn, on the other hand, had the power and the boldness to pull it off.
Vegeta clenched his fists. He wanted to learn Ultimate Intent.
"Is it really that powerful?" he asked.
Beerus rolled his eyes. "Don't get ahead of yourself. If I used my Ultimate Intent on you three, you wouldn't last a single round—let alone compare to Master Kahn."
"What...?! No way!"
Goku, Vegeta, and even Broly were left speechless.
For the first time, the reality of the gap between them and Kahn sank in.
Vegeta grit his teeth. "Kahn... that bastard... doesn't he have a limit in his pursuit of power?!"
Back on the battlefield, Kahn locked eyes with Moro.
"Moro, you were actually doing fine in the Galactic Prison. You could have lived a little longer. But you chose to escape, aligning yourself with scum like Frieza."
Kahn's gaze sharpened.
"You've sealed your own fate."
He extended a single palm toward Moro.
Moro furrowed his brow. He still didn't believe the situation was as bad as it looked.
Then—
"Destroy."
A silent yet terrifying shockwave burst from within Moro's body.
"Aaaaargh!"
Moro screamed in agony as he plummeted from the sky, crashing into the courtyard of Capsule Corp. Smoke and debris scattered upon impact.
The Frieza Force stared in horror.
The almighty Moro, who claimed to be superior to Frieza himself, had been left crippled by a single attack!
Kahn descended slowly.
He walked up to the fallen Moro, his hands behind his back, looking down at the dying wizard.
"Let me guess. Your plan was to fight me, absorb my energy, and turn the tables?"
Moro's pupils shrank. Kahn had seen through everything.
"How...?! How did you know?!"
Kahn smirked. "You really think you're that clever? I could've let you absorb my energy until your body couldn't handle it and you self-destructed."
"But honestly... that sounds tedious. I prefer to end things quickly."
Moro coughed up blood. "Stop bluffing! If you're so confident, then let me try!"
Even at death's door, he was still trying to bait Kahn.
Kahn chuckled darkly.
"Do I look like an idiot?"
He raised his palm again.
"I could humor you... but that would just be a waste of time. So instead..."
"I'll send you straight to hell."
"Destroy."
A second explosion erupted—contained, precise, absolute.
As the smoke cleared, Moro was gone.
Nothing remained.
The wizard had been erased from existence.
As Kahn turned away, elsewhere on the battlefield, Bardock and Frieza's battle was also approaching its climax...