"Kid, you'd better think it through!" Seeing that the soft approach did not work, Heles began to threaten, narrowing her eyes, her gaze filled with thick hatred. Although her body was weak, her presence was still formidable.
"Mhm mhm mhm, I've already thought it through. Once I leave this parallel world, I'll release you automatically. I won't go back on my word." Soya nodded seriously, placating Heles.
Cold sweat trickled down Heles's forehead.
When I said 'think it through', I meant for you to release me now. That's not what I meant!
You're deliberately twisting my words!
"Let's go!" Soya waved his hand grandly, no longer paying attention to Heles's anger. He directly controlled the flying cube, speeding swiftly towards the direction of the Fourth Universe.
"Whoosh!"
The speed of the flying cube suddenly increased several dozen times. The surrounding scenery turned into blurry streaks of light, so fast it was hard to process.
Feeling the speed of the flying cube, Heles was immediately stunned, her eyes wide and her mouth slightly agape.
This cube is too fast, right?
How can a cube be this fast?
"Wait a moment... Who gave you this cube? Such speed is definitely not something an ordinary person could possess." Heles asked hurriedly, her eyes filled with curiosity and wariness.
"It's my own." Soya chuckled, a smug expression appearing on his face.
"Your own? Are you joking? Are you an Angel? Only Angels can possess such a miraculous flying tool." Heles asked again, clearly not believing Soya's words.
"No." Soya shook his head, his tone certain.
Heles glared fiercely at Soya and said with displeasure, "If you're not an Angel, how could you possibly have a flying cube? This is simply impossible!"
"Well..." Soya didn't know how to explain.
I can't exactly tell Heles it was given to me by my system, right?
"A flying cube with such powerful abilities... capable of trapping a Destroyer... Could it be that the Grand Priest gave you this flying cube?" Heles shivered, her face pale with shock, her eyes filled with astonishment and fear.
If this cube really was given by the Grand Priest, then breaking free would be difficult.
The Grand Priest's power is unfathomable. Things he creates definitely wouldn't be easy to deal with.
"No." Soya shook his head, telling the truth.
"Hmph, stop lying! Besides a flying cube from the Grand Priest, whose cube could have such powerful abilities? Able to absorb a Destroyer's energy and have such speed." Heles snorted, giving Soya a sideways glance, clearly not believing him.
Soya stopped talking.
Think whatever you want.
I already said no. If you insist on thinking that, there's nothing I can do.
"Where are you planning to go? Flying so fast, is there some urgent matter?" Heles inquired, her eyes filled with curiosity.
"Going to take a look around the Fourth Universe, see what that guy Quitela is up to." Soya chuckled, a sly smile appearing on his face. "You won't be lonely for much longer."
"You... what do you mean? What do you mean I won't be lonely for much longer?" Heles was taken aback, not understanding the meaning in Soya's words. A bad feeling arose in her heart.
"Of course, I'm going to go and trap that guy Quitela on the cube too. Then the two of you can keep each other company, and you won't feel bored." Soya's smile emerged, his tone carrying a hint of anticipation.
Heles: "..."
This kid is a ruthless one, actually thinking of trapping another Destroyer?
Did you come here specifically to oppose Destroyers?
Heles felt utterly speechless inside.
"You won't tell him, will you? If Quitela finds out, he'll definitely run away in advance, and then my trip would be for nothing." Soya grinned and asked.
"Rest assured, why would I possibly tell that guy Quitela? I'd be more than happy for him to get trapped too, so he can taste this滋味." Heles decisively shook her head, a gloating expression appearing on her face.
"That's good." Soya was quite satisfied with Heles's attitude.
Fortunately, Heles did not provide any negative emotional value this time.
It seems she was speaking sincerely.
Presumably, what Heles just said wasn't a lie. Unless she has some unusual relationship with Quitela, the feelings between Destroyers shouldn't be that good. After all, they are the Destroyers of their respective universes and usually don't have much interaction.
"Are you sure you can trap another Destroyer? Can this cube withstand the energy of two Destroyers?" Heles asked, a trace of doubt and curiosity in her eyes.
"It shouldn't be a big problem." Soya nodded.
"Whoosh!"
The flying cube cut through the void, shooting rapidly towards the direction of the Fourth Universe.
On the way, Soya was not idle. Through the crystal ball in his hand, he was closely watching the fierce battle taking place on Earth.
Beside him, Heles was already bored to the point of going crazy.
She was firmly stuck on the cube, unable to move her arms or legs. That state was enough to make one feel stifled.
Thus, Heles couldn't help but crane her neck, straining to look at the crystal ball in Soya's hand.
Inside the crystal ball, the scene on Earth was clearly reflected.
Yamcha had already fallen. Soon after, Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu also perished one after another.
Piccolo, Son Gohan, and Krillin were plunged into an unprecedented difficult battle.
Son Goku was still on his way.
Krillin's face was filled with boundless despair as he roared towards the sky, "Goku, hurry! I'm begging you!"
"Goku? Just who is that?" Upon hearing this name, Vegeta raised an eyebrow slightly, revealing a trace of doubt.
"Hehehe, another one eliminated." A triumphant, sinister smile spread across Nappa's face as he licked his lips. "Now it's your turn. Oh, leave that Namekian alive. We still need to ask him about the Dragon Balls."
"You're lucky, Piccolo." Krillin said, panting heavily. "He thinks only you know about the Dragon Balls."
"The result is the same." Piccolo's voice was low, as if squeezed from between his teeth. "No matter what, he'll end up killing us all."
"Now we're companions sharing the same fate... I never thought it would come to this..." Krillin let out a long sigh. With a sliver of hope, he asked without turning his head, "Do you have confidence in winning?"
"No." Piccolo answered bluntly, without a hint of hesitation.
Krillin abruptly turned his head to look at Piccolo, his eyes wide, his face instantly turning even more grim.
How can you say no?
Even if you lied to me and said you were confident, I could at least feel a little bit reassured.
Can't we not be so honest?
"I didn't expect this monster to be so strong. Far more terrifying than the Saiyan who came here before." Beads of sweat appeared on Piccolo's forehead, rolling down his cheek.
"This time we're really done for. I haven't even had a girlfriend yet." As Krillin spoke, tears uncontrollably streamed down his face, filled with resentment.
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