— it would grasp the Yeoui that layed at the epicenter of a sizeable crater, and just like that, his voice got louder as he addressed his new comrades as a group;

〝 Alright, team, let’s see what we can do about our little godly situation. 〞

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— For now, they were under the surface of the lava, and Jin was about to bash the other across the head with his Yeoui.

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— 〝 You’re tough, I’ll give you that! 〞

Stepping back, he would summon a clone to his side, which then handed him a copy of the Yeoui obediently.

After that, he beat on him harder than Chris Brown beat Rihanna. Swing, after swing, jab, after jab, it was a messy job. —

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— ‘ 𝙍𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙬𝙖𝙡; 𝙍𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝘼𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜 ‘

At this point, he was trying to aid the other’s lungs in failing, whilst pushing him backwards with tremendous force, following which he would crash against the unmovable force, that was the Yeoui. —

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〝Hah!〞Jin used the back of his hand to swipe the blood away from his lips, then perched into a smirk despite the pain which he was feeling.

〝You weren’t lying.〞With a deep inhale, he equipped his armor suits, and aimed the Yeoui forwards; 〝I’m not the same, either!〞—

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— anymore questions, he released his hold over the baton.

〝You get the rest, Goku.〞As he spoke, and his staff landed, the sheer weight of it terraformed the floating isle below into a flat surface, destroying mountains, lakes, and forests altogether. 〝Grow longer, Yeoui.〞—

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— his plan; total anihilation of she who had dared to look down on him.

His foot hooked to the extremity of Yeoui, and with a push, he sent the massive weapon ahead, and against the pink-haired woman, where its primary goal would be crushing every bone in her body. —

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— will bear the scars of his kick, as Mo-Ri summoned his bo staff to his hand.

Without hesitation, he gave it his initial order; 〝Grow, Yeoui.〞As he ained it forward, the apocryphal relic would rush right past light, and into its target’s shoulder— almost as if it —

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— right into his liver, before giving it a twist, which would send the saiyan barreling through the air, and into a gargantuan copy of the Yeoui, where he would crash halfway through, before having the artifact collapse on him, breaking through the planet’s crust like it was —

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— haunting his every motion. Every step, and every swing of Yeoui, backed up with the reassurance of his counterparts, and his predecessors.

No, he was more than the man he had been. This was a... Convergent Mo-Ri Jin. 〝Thank you, Lucifer.〞

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— than ever.

Both had ways to go until they reached their ultimate power, but as of right now, Jin could finally keep up in this fight. Yeoui flew down, seemingly from nowhere, and softly landed upon its master’s shoulder, where it would rest for the time being.

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— ultimately giving it a twist to propel his enemy backwards, and, summoning an alligned series of mock yeoui’s, gave him a place to land, albeit painfully so.

〝You made a mistake by bringing me here,〞Teased-he, seriousness implemented deep within his tone, —

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— energy.

Showing his obvious disregard for the rules set by he dictator, Mo-Ri summoned a copy of his Yeoui, and brought forth the counterattack.

By spinning the baton in his hand, and then halting the motion with his left hand, Jin performed the ‘Dog Seller,’ —

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— lacking fashion sense.

The end of yeoui would seem to dive right for a lower-chest hit, only for Jin to rectify its trajectory at the last second; 〝Shrink.〞Building up his momentum with a flip, Jin would then proceed to propel his weapon of joice forward, aided by —

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— thought to crack the protection down, and make his way to the original.

〝Yeoui.〞With a single word, the weapon understood its master’s request, and became a thousandfold times heavier. 〝Expand.〞And with its inevitable growth, came the effect Jin was aiming for; —

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Tosses one half of Yeoui to . 〝I’ll let you hold on to this for now— make good use of it, whitey!~〞

Cue the waving.

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— to a rest atop of his broad shoulder seemed to be enough of an identification piece for any onlooker; Yeoui, the Jaecheondaesong’s ridiculously heavy staff.

As a sign of good will, a pair of clones were spawned by the supreme god, as an effort to end things quickly. —

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— with the Yeoui.

Then, the brunet teleported by a few inches, to bring another jaw-shattering kick to the other side of his enemy’s face, forcing it to rock into the Yeoui’s tip.

Then, Jin ordered it to grow even longer, pushing Black’s head right back into the palm —

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