Raditz felt the overwhelming strength coursing through his newly transformed body and smiled with pure satisfaction. He clenched his fists experimentally, radiating supreme confidence.
"I've been waiting for this moment, Baby. Let's begin."
He assumed his fighting stance, power radiating from every fiber of his being. His aura resembled the vast interstellar void itself—calm on the surface yet concealing tremendous, crushing pressure within. Super Saiyan 4 existed on an entirely different level from his volatile Super Saiyan 3 form. His strength had reached a plateau comparable to Super Saiyan God itself.
Super Saiyan 4 represented the evolutionary continuation of Super Saiyan 3—physical strength elevated to absolute peak performance, the most purely physical divine realm achievable.
Raditz's Super Saiyan God form was more like a continuation of his Mystic state, possessing advantages in balance and refinement—comprehensive overwhelming power combined with restrained, dense energy control.
Just as he'd anticipated, Baby had grown furious with him. In high-level combat between warriors of their caliber, maintaining composure was absolutely critical. Once you lost your calm, you entered extremely dangerous territory.
Baby had failed to eliminate Raditz and had even inadvertently enabled his ultimate transformation. The rage burning in his heart refused to dissipate, alternating with waves of genuine fear—making it nearly impossible to maintain rational thinking.
Still... at least this form looked more manageable than the towering Great Ape. Not nearly as massive, seemingly easier to handle.
How wrong that assumption would prove.
"I'LL KILL YOU!" Baby exploded forward with devastating acceleration, his heavy footfalls shaking the ground before he appeared instantaneously before Raditz. His five fingers splayed wide as a concentrated beam of destructive light erupted against Raditz's position at point-blank range.
At the critical instant, Raditz released a cold snort and blocked Baby's attack effortlessly with a single hand.
The silver beam impacted Raditz's defensive guard majestically, like ocean tides washing over an immovable boulder. The torrential spray possessed tremendous force, yet remained entirely within Raditz's defensive capabilities.
"BACK!" Raditz advanced directly into the beam of light, roaring with authority! Raging flames like a blooming red lotus surged forward, consuming the silver energy and burning it crimson. With a tremendous BOOM, space itself vibrated from the collision of their opposing energies, forcing Baby to retreat several steps.
Baby exhaled sharply in shock but showed no signs of relenting, immediately rushing forward to continue his assault.
Such reckless, straightforward attacks posed no challenge for Raditz. He bypassed Baby's charge instantaneously, delivering a devastating elbow strike from the side. The surging force struck Baby's spine like an arrow piercing a target, driving him face-first into the scorched ground.
Despite the heavy blow, Baby immediately rolled over and sprang back up, still standing defiantly before Raditz—though now drenched in sweat.
"YOU BASTARD!" Baby screamed, his face contorted with savage fury, eyes blazing like twin infernos.
In his Legendary Super Saiyan eruption state, his strength increased sharply—but his temperament grew equally volatile. Being countered by Raditz twice in rapid succession caused the rage in his heart to erupt like a volcanic explosion.
Baby switched tactics, employing his fists to launch the most primitive and brutal close-quarters assault. His devastating punches carried weight like collapsing mountains yet moved with lightning-strike speed. Simultaneously, Baby mobilized his complete attention, keeping careful watch for Raditz's Instant Transmission technique.
But Raditz didn't dodge. Instead, he advanced directly toward Baby, closing the distance.
Raditz poured his tremendous power into his fist, the limb blurring into a phantom through sheer velocity. This was exactly what Raditz desired—a pure contest of raw strength, a collision of violence against violence.
He wanted to test the absolute physical dominance of Super Saiyan 4!
Like a luminous dragon streaking forward, Raditz's fist collided with Baby's in a perfect fusion of aesthetic beauty and primal savagery—the melding of pure strength and explosive force! In that singular instant, two incomprehensibly powerful energies vibrated through dimensional space. The planet split cleanly in half, the earth itself shattering from the shockwave!
Two seconds later, skin peeled from Baby's fist, blood bursting from his knuckles despite their enhanced durability. As Raditz's eyes widened with intensifying focus and he applied another layer of force, Baby's entire forearm exploded—blood scattering, bones on the verge of complete fracture.
"RADITZ!" Baby howled, desperately channeling even more power into the exchange.
Raditz roared back: "YOU'RE NOTHING COMPARED TO THIS!"
Both warriors screamed simultaneously in prolonged battle cries: "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The planet disintegrated completely in their catastrophic duel. Massive columns of magma erupted from the fractured ground as the fragmentation process accelerated exponentially.
Realm of the Gods of Destruction
"Master Raditz's strength has evolved yet again," Vados observed, watching the scene projected through her angelic scepter with genuine admiration.
"What's the actual difference? It looks roughly similar to that Super Saiyan God form to me," Champa replied, frowning as he scrutinized the display for extended periods without detecting anything particularly special. "Though I'll admit it appears quite ferocious."
"To Lord Champa, they may seem almost identical—but in reality, they represent two fundamentally different evolutionary directions," Vados explained patiently. "This is an entirely new realm. A mutation has occurred within his body that could no longer support higher multiplicative transformations through the traditional path. This breakthrough allowed his physical form to transcend previous limitations and enter another dimensional level entirely. I believe the full moon's Blutz Waves and his Saiyan tail stimulated deep biological instincts, enabling his body to bear exponentially greater energy burdens."
"So... he's become stronger then?" Champa simplified Vados's extensive technical explanation into a single direct question.
Vados smiled knowingly. "If we're discussing raw current power output... it may not definitively exceed Super Saiyan God, existing more in the same general tier. However—" her expression grew more contemplative, "—if he somehow manages to combine this Super Saiyan 4 transformation with his Super Saiyan God state... it's genuinely difficult to predict how far his power might reach."
Even Vados, with her angelic omniscience, couldn't definitively forecast that outcome. She was merely extrapolating based on Raditz's pattern of unexpected evolution. After all, Raditz had already provided numerous shocking surprises—no one could accurately predict how far he might ultimately grow.
Champa crossed his arms, his expression skeptical yet intrigued. Could Raditz genuinely combine both transformations? He couldn't help wondering about the implications.
The shattered planet now drifted through space as several massive fragments, its structural integrity completely compromised.
The tremendous heat from the exposed stellar core had dissipated. Much of the remaining surface was riddled with enormous holes and craters. Baby lay sprawled on his back against the ravaged ground, his massive frame stretched out, both hands completely covered in blood.
His own blood.
In their previous collision, Raditz had defeated Baby through absolute overwhelming advantage. The force of a single punch had directly crushed Baby's arm, leaving it mangled and barely functional. The raw physical dominance of Super Saiyan 4 was that overwhelming—in direct confrontation, Raditz couldn't lose to anyone!
"Baby, you've witnessed it firsthand." Raditz clenched his fists in a deliberately showy gesture, as though demonstrating infinite power contained within.
"AAAAAHHH!" Baby screamed with desperate madness, attempting to unleash all the accumulated rage in his corrupted soul. His strength directly correlated with the power level of his host body. Parasitically inhabiting Broly represented his absolute best possible choice—yet even so, he still couldn't effectively combat Raditz.
Raditz was unreasonably powerful!
How could he possibly be at such disadvantage when his own strength had skyrocketed to unprecedented heights?! Why was this Saiyan—this black-haired, crimson-furred warrior standing before him—so absurdly overwhelming?! Baby released a roar of pure resentment and struggled desperately back to his feet.
"Oh? You can still stand," Raditz remarked with genuine surprise and grudging respect.
"I WON'T LET YOU WIN!"
Baby charged forward despite his shattered arm, swinging the mangled limb desperately as he rushed Raditz. He attacked with suicidal abandon, nearly managing to knock Raditz backward with a single desperate punch. Fortunately, Raditz activated his psychic phasing technique at the critical instant—his body becoming temporarily intangible and avoiding the devastating strike.
The only cost was several strands of hair at Raditz's temple being severed by the shockwave from Baby's reality-breaking punch.
Baby, cornered and desperate, remained unshakably determined. His movement speed somehow exceeded his previous performance—the explosive acceleration was genuinely jaw-dropping, especially during his charging rushes where he appeared as little more than a violent phantom.
He inhabited Broly's body—damage and injury were ultimately irrelevant! Even with a completely destroyed arm, he would employ the most devastating attacks available! Combined with Broly's own berserker instincts bleeding through, Baby's strength reached unprecedented intensity when backed into this desperate corner.
Raditz had already prepared his counter-offensive. Fiery crimson energy spheres materialized one after another, suspended in the air and orbiting behind him like miniature suns. They resembled stars hanging in space, the concentrated pressure they radiated was enormous and suffocating.
Raditz grasped the holy, brilliant light constructs and launched them toward Baby!
Baby lunged forward desperately—and once again, Raditz caught glimpses of Broly himself within that berserker charge. Raditz released the whirling stellar bombardment, countless projectiles descending like torrential rain, hammering into the charging Baby.
Yet through the smoke and flames, a massive figure burst forth. He was covered in terrible wounds, blood splashing with every movement—but he ignored the damage like a wounded beast, caring only about reaching his enemy! Terrifying willpower supported him beyond rational limits.
Baby extended his remaining functional hand and struck toward Raditz's face. He grabbed hold and pressed, driving Raditz backward and attempting to grind him into the broken ground!
Raditz wouldn't permit such tactics to succeed. With a lightning-quick gesture— "Psychic Phase!"
Raditz's body instantly became intangible, transforming into a spirit form that passed directly through Baby's grasping palm. He delivered a devastating elbow strike to Baby's exposed waist simultaneously.
Baby was launched skyward, his body soaring tens of meters into the air as blood erupted from the impact point in a scarlet fountain!