>>5684937“Stupid!” you roar, spinning clockwise into a left turning kick. Your shin strikes the edge of the god's pink blade, your Forced Spirit Fission again destroying his energy and sending the energy skyward.
“How are you doing this?!” he exclaims, trying to block as you turn your momentum into a twisting right heel kick aimed at his nose, breaking it beneath your boot. Divine energy and blood pour from his broken face, the god clutching the injury. Which leaves his guts exposed, you firing a rapid twelve hit uppercut combo to his lower torso before front flipping, dropping a two handed hammer fist down onto his skull. Sending the pink-haired godling crashing down to the ruined street down below. Crashing down atop some sort of vehicle, which explodes from the force of the impact and launches his body back into the air towards you. “D-Dammit!”
You see him wincing in pain, opening his eyes just as you drop down at him. His eyes start to widen just as your hand slams into his face, driving him straight back down into the ground through a several story tall building. You use him like a battering ram, breaking the building against his body before slamming him down into the ground at the bottom floor. You then get atop his body, pressing your knees down into his wrists as his arms are laid by his sides, trapping him.
“HRRAAAAAA!!” you roar, swinging a heavy right straight down into his face. His already broken nose shatters, blood and energy spraying from him as you start relentlessly beating his face into the ground. With each strike you drive him deeper into the ground, it cracking beneath you both as you relentlessly attack. Strike after heavy strike, you beat every ounce of strength from him until his hair reverts to black, taking on the same shape as Bardock, Turles, and Kakarot's.
“H-How...?” he mutters barely conscious before coughing up more blood and energy. “What did you do to me?”
“Die confused.” you say, once more drawing back your right fist for a finishing blow. But before you can, from behind you once more you sense danger. Instead of leaping out of the way, however, you have another idea. Grabbing this godling by the face you flip, rolling him atop you. As you do, you see a ki-clad green hand suddenly pierce through the beaten god's chest, the energy stopping an inch short of your own chest. The god coughs up blood right onto your face before his entire body goes limp, the light leaving his eyes as his heart is cut clean through.
“What? NO, ZAMASU!!” the green-skinned one cries out, voice full of pain and regret as he pulls his hand from the other Zamasu's back. Only one god left to go.
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