American comic book: God among men, Saiyan-Kryptonian hybrid

Chapter 128 Frieza, Cooler!

"Yes, Broly, you've become stronger."

The words that reached his ears suddenly traversed tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. On this journey from which there was no turning back, Carrot El smiled calmly.

His super hearing allowed him to hear the conversations on the other side of the battlefield very clearly. My God, for the Kryptonians, this deserted planet was simply paradise!
With sunshine all day long, few living organisms but a complete flora and fauna system, and a vast planet, it would be wonderful to turn it into a resort destination!

"Lord Frieza, the radar just showed that an unidentified spaceship carrying a large number of life forms left in the direction Lord Kurd went!"

Inside the cabin, an old man who was bound hand and foot stared wide-eyed upon hearing this.

"Snapped!"

However, in the instant he regained his senses, a whip lashed hard across his face, causing Paragus to wince in pain.

His old bones couldn't withstand such inhuman torture. Falling into the hands of Frieza, a Saiyan mortal enemy, his fate was no longer a question of how to die with dignity.

Why is he so unlucky?
"Broly, you and Kakarot have finally faced them?"

"Is this the destiny of us Saiyans?"

"They are destined to die at the hands of Frieza and his gang!"

Paragus closed his eyes in fear; those days on Planet Vegeta were unforgettable.

As an old man who had lived through the Kurdish rule, Paragus always kept the power of the Frozen Demons in his heart.

Even though Carrot said Broly was a legendary Super Saiyan, he didn't believe Broly could defeat Frieza and Cold!

"It's impossible to win, absolutely impossible to win."

Paragus murmured to himself, feeling a pang of regret:

"I should never have agreed to join Thanos's army. I should have just stayed on Wampa."

"Although life is tough, at least we can still survive!"

Thinking of this, Paragus's vision gradually blurred. As the laser whip lashed at him again and again, he looked at Gura's back with a hint of pleading.

At the same time, while examining the four wishing beads, Gura slammed its tail heavily on the ground and coldly glanced at the subordinate who had come to report.

Gula slowly raised one finger, and a faint purple light emanated from the tip of his index finger.

Upon seeing this, the soldier was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy with such force that blood stained the floor.

"Lord Gura, spare me, Lord Gura! What did I do wrong? Please don't kill me!!"

"boom!"

The next second, a barely perceptible light flickered, and the soldier's pleas for mercy came to an abrupt halt.

With a loud bang, an explosion occurred, accompanied by a faint smell of burning flesh that wafted into everyone's nostrils. The figure from before had already turned into dust.

Seeing this, the remaining members of Frieza's army knelt down trembling, none daring to look directly at the faces of the two demon kings before them, fearing that angering either of them would turn them to ashes.

Cold sweat soaked their backs, and the deep-seated fear made everyone afraid to raise their heads. They knelt on the ground, their nerves taut, not daring to move an inch.

"You bastard, you have to consider the owner before beating a dog."

Frieza's eyes flashed with an icy coldness as he questioned him.

Although they are brothers, everyone knows that he and Gura don't actually have a good relationship.

"Humph."

As for Frieza's tone, Gula coldly snorted and didn't care. Originally, as the eldest son, Gula should have been the first heir to the Kurdish army.

However, he had no interest in conquering the universe, nor in real estate, so he stepped back from the limelight, relinquishing the title of emperor to Frieza. The nature of their relationship is difficult to define; one could only say there was a brotherly bond, but not much.

Just like before, when faced with Cooler's actions, Frieza only talked about it afterward, but didn't try to stop him at all when he was killing.

"What's the point of keeping a dog if it doesn't even know how to respect its owner?"

Cooler's gaze swept contemptuously over the crowd, seemingly addressing Frieza, but in reality, it was a warning to the ants kneeling on the ground.

Frieza understood Cooler's meaning. The subordinate's report had only called his name while ignoring Cooler, which was why Cooler killed him.

"The spaceship must have belonged to the Namekians who fled. I never thought that an agricultural people who suffered a disaster could build an interstellar spaceship."

Since Cooler was present, Frieza was naturally not sitting in the infant pod at this moment:

"What a bunch of rude people. They think of running away when guests come to their home. They have no respect at all."

"is it?"

Upon hearing this, Gura narrowed his eyes, walked to Paragus who was being beaten, put his hands behind his back, and tightened his nimble tail around Paragus's neck.
"It may not be their own spaceship; it may have been brought by other interstellar travelers."

At this point, Cooler paused slightly, his gaze fixed on Paragus's tail, and smiled at Frieza:
"For example, this Saiyan!"

“My foolish brother, I never imagined that you left behind some remnants from back then, which seem to have disrupted your plans for immortality.”

Frieza's face darkened; Cooler's blatant mockery made him feel an overwhelming sense of humiliation.

It's like a powerful prince or general who you can't do anything about blaming his brother, the emperor, for ruining the country like a dog chewed up its bones, leaving him to clean up the mess!

Paragus, who had escaped, was captured by Cooler's men. Cooler didn't have as many motives as Frieza; his main goal was to get back at his brother!

Frieza clenched his fists tightly, his face as black as the wall of a bare, unfinished house.

He really didn't want to lose his composure in front of Gura, but now that things had come to this point, he simply couldn't hold back any longer.

"Taguma!!!"

"exist!"

Taguma immediately stepped forward. Since neither of the two kings' names was correct, he decided to just say one word.

Frieza, his face grim and brows furrowed, stared at a gleaming bright spot on the radar, a surge of anger rising within him:

"Shoot this spaceship down! They've definitely taken the rest of the Dragon Balls!!"

"You Saiyan monkeys who deserve to go to hell!!!"

Frieza walked up to Paragus, expressionlessly ripped off his arm, and the pain caused Paragus to faint instantly.

"They all deserved to be killed!"

"I thought I'd never see you stupid monkeys again after Vegeta died, but I didn't expect there were still some of you clinging to life."

"But it doesn't matter. No matter how many of you there are or what your plans are, you all have to die."

"Hehehe, the little monkey that turned into a corpse is definitely the most obedient."

Cooler couldn't help but shudder and gave Frieza a disdainful look.

It quickly retracted its tail, wishing it could get as far away from him as possible.

Cooler gets goosebumps every time he hears him laugh, which is why he doesn't get along with Frieza.

After all, he was just cold-blooded, but not a pervert.

But his foolish younger brother, as if he was born with his brain kicked, seemed to have some serious illness beneath his seemingly elegant tone!
(End of this chapter)