Dragon Ball Counterattack Legend

The Dragon Ball warriors returned to their own world from the future. Bulma, Android 17, and their friends crowded around them eagerly, their eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

"Tell us quickly, what exactly happened in the future world?" Bulma asked anxiously.

A Dragon Ball warrior took a deep breath, his expression solemn, his voice low and trembling slightly: "That is the abyss of doomsday. The rampage of the androids is like the devil's laughter. The whole world is swallowed by endless darkness and despair. The city is reduced to ruins, the broken walls are like tombstones of death, and the smoke is like a miasma, completely covering the sky of hope. People are fleeing everywhere like frightened ants, and life withers in an instant, as fragile as autumn leaves."

Tears glistened in his eyes, as if he was once again in that terrible Shura Field: "We trudged through the ruins, each step was like walking on the edge of a knife, life and death were often only a hair's breadth away. Every battle was a wail of blood and tears, a desperate struggle between life and death. The enemy was as powerful as a mountain crushing an egg, their attacks were like thunderbolts, and although we were covered in wounds, we still held on to the last line of defense."

Another soldier took over the conversation, his voice hoarse like a candle in the wind: "That is the abyss of despair! Every time our strength is exhausted, we feel that our souls are about to be swallowed by darkness. The physical and mental fatigue is like a heavy burden, and the flame of hope is as weak as fireflies, but our faith is as strong as steel and has never wavered. It is because we carry the hope of countless lives, and that is the last dawn of this world."

"Yes!" Another warrior was excited, his voice trembling, "When we went through untold hardships to collect the dragon balls and summoned the dragon, our hearts almost jumped out of our throats. Every wish we expressed was filled with endless pain and the final prayer for the future."

As Lin Feng spoke, his passion surged. No. 18 listened quietly, her eyes gradually attracted by Lin Feng. At first, she was still confused and curious, but as Lin Feng vividly described the struggles on the brink of life and death, her brows furrowed, her expression focused and nervous. When Lin Feng spoke to the intense part, No. 18 bit her lips unconsciously, her expression full of worry.

As Lin Feng's story progressed, No. 18 became more and more absorbed in it. The corners of his mouth rose slightly unconsciously, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This Lin Feng, I usually don't pay much attention to him. He has experienced so many hardships in the future world, and he is still so resolute and brave. He seems to have a reassuring magic."

Unknowingly, No. 18 has developed feelings for Lin Feng.

They talked about Piccolo's resurrection, the gradual recovery of the world, and the improvement of their strength, and their eyes were filled with hope.

"And Vegeta's teachings to future Vegeta, that is the inheritance of power and responsibility."

“When we say goodbye to our future selves, our hearts are filled with emotion and reluctance, but we also hold a firm belief in the future.”

Everyone was mesmerized by the story, and felt as if they were there. Bulma's eyes were filled with tears, Android 17 clenched his fists, and the friends were full of admiration for the Dragon Ball Warriors.

At this moment, Nappa returned from the Holy Fruit Star with his hands full of spirit tree fruits and magic beans, ready to replenish the reserves for the Dragon Ball warriors to deal with possible crises in the future.

Zangjia happened to pass by, struggling to carry heavy objects with both hands, sweat rolling down her forehead, and her steps were heavy and difficult. Nappa immediately noticed this beautiful and helpless woman, and a strong desire to protect her surged in his heart.

Without hesitation, Nappa strode forward and easily took the heavy object from Zanjia's hand with one hand, his arms strong and powerful.

Zanjia looked up in surprise and was instantly attracted by Naba's tall and mighty body and handsome and resolute face. His long black hair fluttered in the wind, his smooth skin exuded a charming luster, and his muscular body was like a perfect sculpture.

Nappa looked at Zangjia tenderly, his eyes full of concern. Zangjia's heart was pounding, her cheeks flushed, as if she was in a dream, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Their eyes met, invisible electricity shuttled through the air, instantly igniting the spark of love.

Nappa's deep and magnetic voice sounded: "Let me help you." Zanjia nodded shyly and said softly: "Thank you."

From then on, there was only each other in their world, and the magic of love at first sight made the two hearts closely dependent on each other.

In this cruel future world, Androids 17 and 18 were lost in the darkness. But the bravery and perseverance of the Dragon Warriors illuminated their hearts like a beacon. In the end, they were saved from the brink of evil, regained the kindness and warmth of humanity, and stood side by side with the Dragon Ball Warriors to fight to protect the future world.

The soldiers' stories were like a magnificent epic picture scroll, slowly unfolding before everyone, inspiring them to face the numerous challenges of the future with more determined courage.

The road ahead may still be bumpy, but they will work together and move forward bravely.