Rez had just reached out his hand, before he even had time to condense energy in his palm.
Broly, however, gently set the mineral water bottle on the ground, his movements as delicate as if he were placing a treasure. Then, with a flash of his body, he swiftly transformed into a streak of light and charged toward Caselar.
Golden aura exploded behind him, illuminating the entire cabin.
"What? Planning to come at me together?" Caselar snorted coldly, his peripheral vision catching the incoming golden light. A contemptuous arc curled at the corner of his mouth. "Bullying two little brats—even if I win, there's nothing to be proud of!"
He didn't take Broly seriously at all.
"Bang!"
However, just as Caselar finished his last word, Broly had already rushed in front of him.
He was so fast that Caselar's pupils didn't even have time to contract.
Broly directly used his small hand to press down on his head, his fingers like iron pincers, firmly gripping the top of his skull.
Caselar's face changed slightly, and the eye behind his monocle suddenly widened.
Dyspo and Cocotte were also a little surprised, their pupils shrinking simultaneously.
This brat's speed is actually quite fast!
"Bang!"
Holding Caselar's head, Broly didn't hesitate for a second and slammed it heavily onto the floor of the spaceship.
With a dull, thunderous boom, the entire massive saucer shook violently, as if a giant invisible hand had suddenly jolted it.
A deep pit was dented into the metal floor, with cracks spreading out from the edges, emitting a groaning "creak-creak" sound.
"Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep! Beep beep beep!"
Suddenly, the spaceship's alarm blared. Red lights flashed frantically inside the cabin, and the piercing sound echoed through the empty space.
Dyspo's lip twitched violently, his expression turning exceptionally grim, his purple skin turning a pale, sickly white.
Cocotte also widened her eyes, her gaze filled with astonishment. Her mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out.
"Whoosh!"
Broly grabbed one of Caselar's fingers with a rough and swift motion, dragging his body and slamming it repeatedly in all directions.
Caselar's body traced arcs in the air. Every time he hit the floor, a dull impact sounded. The dents on the metal floor increased, and the cracks grew denser.
Caselar let out one shrill scream after another, his voice rising and falling amidst the alarms, sharp and ear-piercing.
Vegeta: "..."
Vegeta's face was dark, trembling with rage. His fists clenched until they cracked, and his teeth ground together.
That was my opponent!
How does this kid Broly always know how to steal my kills!
I haven't even started yet!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Broly's thrashing of Caselar continued, each hit heavier and more ruthless than the last.
Caselar's screams were continuous and long-drawn-out, echoing within the saucer, mingled with the muffled thuds of bone hitting metal.
The spaceship's alarms kept sounding, the red lights flashing faster and faster, the piercing buzz nearly rupturing eardrums.
"Stop, stop! If you keep this up, the spaceship will be destroyed!" Cocotte cried out, her face pale. She instinctively raised her hands in a halting gesture.
"Stop it right now!" Dyspo was also furious, veins bulging on his purple face. "Do you want to die in outer space?"
"That's enough, Broly," Rez spoke. His tone was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable authority.
Broly immediately withdrew his power. With a clean motion, he stepped on Caselar's head, his other foot tapping the ground in a casual stance. He looked triumphantly at Dyspo, his mouth splitting into a grin that revealed a row of white teeth.
"Can we look for a planet now?" Broly ground his foot down a bit, as if stepping on a stone.
"Yes! I'll look right away!" Cocotte nodded repeatedly, fine beads of sweat breaking out on her forehead. She turned and ran toward the control room, her steps frantic, nearly tripping.
"Hmph!" Broly kicked Caselar twice more, his toes striking the ribs with a dull thud.
As it turned out, Caselar didn't even let out a whimper. He lay on the ground like a pile of mud, motionless.
"Passed out? He really can't take a hit?" Broly was taken aback. He tilted his head to look at the man beneath his feet, suddenly finding it a bit boring. He curled his lip, withdrew his foot, bent down to pick up the mineral water bottle, unscrewed the cap, and took a large gulp.
Dyspo: "..."
The sound of Cocotte's footsteps coming from the control room paused for a moment.
The two glanced at each other, then shifted their gaze back to Broly. They stared for several seconds with complex expressions—a mix of shock, anger, and an indescribable wariness.
"What are you looking at me for? Didn't you say you were going to find a planet?" Broly grunted, taking another sip of water. His cheeks were puffed out, and his eyes were as innocent as a small animal's.
"Got it! Kid! You're going to get it later!" Dyspo shook with rage, a layer of dark red appearing on his purple skin. His fists cracked as he clenched them, and his aura faintly surged around him.
Cocotte had already run over to operate the spaceship. Her fingers tapped rapidly on the console, sweat from her brow sliding down her cheeks.
"Whoosh!"
The ship streaked through space like a beam of light, flying toward a certain planet at extreme speed. Outside the window, the stars stretched into long ribbons of light.
In the previous location, the atmosphere fell into silence for a moment, with only the low hum of the ship's engines and the occasional flash of the red alarm lights serving as reminders of what had just transpired.
"I thought you were something special, but you can't even beat Broly!" Vegeta gave a contemptuous laugh, arms crossed and chin held high. "With this level of skill, you want to maintain cosmic order? It's laughable."
"You'd better be laughing this happily later!" Dyspo bared his teeth, truly incensed. The fire of anger in his eyes was almost ready to erupt.
"How much longer until we reach the planet?" Rez asked with a smile, his fingers gently rubbing the two-star dragon ball hanging around his neck.
"15 minutes! It only takes 15 minutes!" Cocotte came out from the control room and spoke to Rez, her hands still trembling slightly.
"That's fine, not too long." Rez nodded with a smile, his kind gaze sweeping over Dyspo and Cocotte. He then asked with a friendly expression, "Are you the Pride Troopers who maintain cosmic order? The name sounds quite impressive."
"Stop trying to act all friendly with us!" Dyspo rolled his eyes, his purple eyelids flipping in an exaggerated arc. "Don't think we'll let you off just because of this."
Rez's face darkened once more. The smile on his lips stiffened for a moment, and his gaze turned cold.
I gave you face, and you didn't even know how to cherish it.
I'll show you what's what in a bit!
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