This Is Definitely Not Dragon Ball!!

"Trunks seems to have gotten a lot stronger than before," No. 17 remarked, frowning slightly as he watched Trunks approach them, his body wrapped in a golden aura.

"Hmph, no matter how strong he gets, he still won't be our match!" No. 18 scoffed, her tone dismissive as she added, "No. 17, we already agreed—Trunks is mine."

With a cold sneer, No. 18 clearly didn't see Trunks as a threat. After all, the Androids not only possessed immense combat strength but also an infinite energy supply—a nearly unbeatable trait. Unless Trunks had surpassed them by a significant margin, he would meet the same fate as Gohan and others before him: defeated and bitterly regretting it.

"Fine, Trunks is yours," No. 17 relented. "But I get to take two of the other guys."

"Do as you like with the rest, but that imposter is mine to deal with personally!"

"Alright, alright, I got it."

Having divided Yuujin and the others among themselves like lambs to the slaughter, No. 18 wasted no time. She raised her hand and fired an energy blast straight at Trunks.

"Die, Trunks!"

Her face cold and cruel, No. 18 unleashed her full power right from the start. However, just as her energy blast was about to hit Trunks, his figure vanished into thin air.

"What?!"

"Where did he go? Where is he hiding?"

Failing to track Trunks' movement, No. 18 panicked and frantically searched for him.

"No. 18, behind you!"

No. 17's warning caused No. 18 to spin around, only to see Trunks' fist rushing toward her.

"Ahhh!"

Struck by the blow, No. 18 was sent flying, crashing through the ruins of the city for hundreds of meters before coming to a stop.

"Dammit!"

Emerging from the rubble with a face twisted in rage, No. 18 clenched her fists and flew back toward Trunks.

"Take this!"

No. 18 launched relentless attacks at Trunks, but he dodged every single one with ease.

Having spent a year training in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber with Yuujin and Vegeta, Trunks' power had grown immeasurably. No. 18's strikes were no longer a threat to him.

"No. 18, is this the extent of your once-unbeatable strength?" Trunks mocked.

"So weak! Too weak!"

"No, it's not that you've gotten weaker—it's that I've grown stronger!"

"Ha!!!"

Trunks' confidence soared as he unleashed a burst of energy, pushing his power even further. No. 18 screamed as the violent surge sent her flying once again.

"No. 18! Trunks has gotten a lot stronger—I'll help you!"

No. 17, no longer as composed as before, joined the battle.

"Damned Trunks!"

"No. 17, let's take him down together!"

Though furious, No. 18 understood she might no longer be a match for Trunks. Sharing a glance with No. 17, they launched a coordinated attack.

"Take this!!!"

From ground to sky, and back to the ground, the three clashed fiercely. Each aimed to destroy the other.

"Die!!!"

Breaking apart after another collision, No. 17 and No. 18 unleashed a barrage of powerful energy blasts at Trunks.

With a sweeping motion of his arms, Trunks deflected the incoming blasts and charged forward, landing a powerful punch to No. 18's abdomen.

"Ahhh!"

Coughing up blood, No. 18 fell to the ground, incapacitated.

"No. 18!"

No. 17 was horrified, but before he could react, Trunks launched a spinning kick that struck him squarely in the torso.

"Ahhh!"

Eyes bulging in pain, No. 17 staggered backward before collapsing to the ground.

"It's over, No. 17 and No. 18!"

Hovering in midair, Trunks gathered energy into his hands, launching two powerful blasts toward the downed Androids.

Unable to resist, No. 17 and No. 18 were on the brink of destruction.

But at the critical moment, a figure appeared, shielding them.

Boom! Boom!

The blasts were blocked.

"Why, Yuujin-san?! Why won't you let me eliminate No. 17 and No. 18?"

Trunks shouted in frustration at Yuujin, who had suddenly intervened to protect the Androids.

"Trunks, I understand your desire for vengeance," Yuujin said calmly. "But you can't kill No. 17 and No. 18 just yet."

"Remember what I told you about Cell?"

"Based on the timeline, the Cell of this world should already be active, having completed his evolution. He's an even greater threat than the Androids."

"To achieve his perfect form, Cell will definitely come for No. 17 and No. 18. If you kill them now, it will be much harder for us to find him."

"If we don't eliminate Cell, this world will face an even greater catastrophe!"

Looking up at Yuujin, Trunks fell silent. Yuujin's logic was sound, but it didn't ease Trunks' anger.

"Yuujin-san, are you planning to use No. 17 and No. 18 to lure out Cell?" Trunks asked after descending to the ground.

"Exactly," Yuujin confirmed with a nod. "Finding Cell on our own would be extremely difficult, but drawing him to us is simple. No. 17 and No. 18 are the bait."

Though conflicted, Trunks reluctantly acknowledged the plan's merit.

Sensing Trunks' hesitation, Yuujin placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Trunks, you've already defeated No. 17 and No. 18. Consider it vengeance for your fallen comrades."

"Leave them to me. I'll ensure they can't harm anyone again."

"Right now, the priority is using them to find Cell and resolve the crisis facing this world once and for all."

Yuujin's words struck a chord. After a long pause, Trunks finally nodded.

"I understand, Yuujin-san."

To be continued...

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