"He cannot fight anymore, he has already lost his combat ability, quickly take him away from Earth, you are not welcome here." Son Goku spoke to Vegeta blandly, his tone carrying a trace of fatigue, but more than that, it was firm.
Vegeta also showed a small amount of shock, a hint of gravity flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected Son Goku to hide such formidable strength.
In that moment just now, that guy Kakarot's speed and power had increased enormously, it was like a completely different person. What kind of technique is this?
"Goku, what happened just now? Your speed and power suddenly became so strong. Is it an ultimate move you learned from the Kai?" Krillin ran to Son Goku's side, asking curiously, his eyes filled with admiration.
"Yes, this is called the Kaioken. It can boost one's combat power within a short time." Son Goku nodded, explaining.
"A boring fist technique. Increasing power at the cost of harming oneself is simply not worth the gain." Heles spoke blandly, her tone carrying a trace of disdain. "It's far inferior compared to a Destroyer's technique, not even worth mentioning."
Soya and Raditz both paid no attention to him. Both of their focus was on the battle within the crystal ball, not wanting to be disturbed by Heles.
"Adjust the ki throughout the entire body, allowing one's own power to rapidly increase in an instant. This is the principle of the Kaioken." Son Goku explained. "If successful, both strength and speed will multiply, but the burden on the body is also very great."
"Incredible, Goku, you actually mastered such an amazing technique." Krillin was filled with emotion, then asked with a mix of laughter and tears, "Goku, you're really able to hold back, huh? This isn't a game. With such a good skill, why didn't you use it earlier? If you had used it earlier, our companions wouldn't have..."
"That's not how it is. If not controlled properly, not only will the body get injured, it might even cost one's life. I had no choice but to use it." Son Goku said gravely, his tone carrying a trace of helplessness and sorrow.
"Is that so. I misunderstood you then." Krilling understood, nodded, and stopped pressing further.
"Vegeta... save me... I don't want to die yet..." Nappa raised his hand, his eyes filled with despair, once again looking to Vegeta for help, hoping to receive his mercy.
Vegeta extended his hand, grasping Nappa's hand.
A flicker of hope flashed in Nappa's eyes.
"Vegeta, I'm sorry, I embarrassed you." Nappa smiled apologetically, thinking Vegeta was going to save him.
"It's fine." The corner of Vegeta's mouth lifted, revealing a strange smile. Then he suddenly swung his hand, throwing Nappa high into the air.
"Ah... Vegeta, what are you doing? Let me down quickly!" Nappa shouted loudly, his face filled with terror.
"I don't need a Saiyan who cannot move. Keeping you around is a waste of resources." Vegeta chuckled lightly, energy erupting from his body. A powerful energy wave condensed around him.
"Boom!"
A powerful energy directly consumed Nappa completely, forming a huge explosion cloud in the air.
Poor Nappa, not even a single trace was left.
...
Watching this scene, the watching Nappa couldn't help but shiver, his body trembling even more violently, his face showing an expression of fear.
This scene... I feel like I've experienced it somewhere before... too terrifying.
I remember now!
On the Planet of 10,000 Beasts!
I think I used a similar technique on a useless Saiyan. I didn't expect karma to come so quickly.
I didn't expect the me in this world...
To be killed by Vegeta just like that?
It's simply too cruel.
Nappa's mouth twitched. He carefully glanced at the Vegeta beside him, his eyes full of apprehension.
"What? Do you have an opinion?" Vegeta, sensing Nappa's gaze, snorted coldly.
"No... no opinion... I didn't say anything!" Nappa was so scared his whole body shook like a sieve, his teeth chattering, not even daring to let out a fart.
Have an opinion?
I wouldn't dare even if you gave me ten times the courage!
With my current combat power, I'm no different from an ant in Vegeta's eyes.
The slightest misstep and I'll be killed to silence me.
Better to admit defeat early and ensure safety!
Dignity is nowhere as important as life.
Even though the one who died is also "me," it's not the current me kicking the bucket.
Can't worry about that anymore. Gotta take care of the present first.
...
"Well done, Kakarot, as expected of my brother!" Raditz stared at Son Goku's figure in the crystal ball, excitedly giving a thumbs up, his eyes sparkling with shared pride.
Soya stood to the side, arms crossed, silent, his deep eyes watching the battle situation in the crystal ball.
Heles, however, curled her lips, her delicate face written full of disdain, muttering quietly, "Is a battle of this level even worth cheering for? That's a bit too low class."
"Whoosh!"
The flying cube continued to travel rapidly through the starry sky of the Fourth Universe, the surrounding nebulas streaking past like flowing light.
Right at this moment, Soya's gaze suddenly sharpened. Looking through the cloud layer ahead, he abruptly saw a familiar figure.
It was precisely the Fourth Universe's Destroyer, Quitela.
Obviously, Quitela had also noticed the flying cube carrying Soya's group.
Quitela first rubbed his eyes, as if not believing what he was seeing. Then his gaze firmly locked onto Heles on the cube wall.
"Pfft—"
Quitela laughed out loud right then, clutching his stomach and unable to straighten up.
Isn't that Heles?
What new trick are you playing?
Stuck up there unable to move, you look really interesting!
"Quitela is here!" Heles instantly turned pale with fright. Her already flushed cheeks became even redder and hotter. She hurriedly whispered to Soya, her tone full of panic, "Think of something, quick!"
"I see him." Soya nodded, his expression calm, not panicking in the slightest, as if he had long anticipated this scene.
"Then why aren't you running quickly? What are you just standing there dumbfounded for?" Heles was so anxious she stamped her feet, but her body was stuck tight, only able to twist futilely. "If he catches us, none of us will have a good outcome!"
"Just running like this isn't a solution either," Soya pondered for a moment, then suddenly suggested, "How about we stop and have a good chat with him? Maybe we can resolve the grudge between you two?"
Heles : "..."
"Negative emotional value from Heles +888!"
What goddamn resolving the grudge!
Did you forget who said I was slapped onto this cube by him and got stuck?
This feud is already huge.
How can it be resolved so easily?
Quitela flew rapidly from the distance, his figure like lightning, appearing outside the flying cube in the blink of an eye. He crossed his arms, smiling as he examined Heles, who was stuck as a "meme," his eyes full of mockery.
Heles hung her head in shame, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to钻 into. She didn't even dare to glance at Quitela out of the corner of her eye.
Mainly, this current image is too humiliating. It's simply the "dark history" of her Destroyer career.