"Let's fight on the ground, he is more suited to aerial combat than we are." Piccolo proposed, his eyes fixed tightly on Nappa in the air.
Krillin vigorously nodded, for now, they could only listen to Piccolo.
"Hmph, ground or air, it's all the same wherever we go." Nappa smiled disdainfully, his tone full of contempt, "You're just struggling in your death throes!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Krillin and Piccolo simply ignored Nappa's taunts, immediately descending from the sky, landing firmly on the earth.
Nappa let out a furious roar, diving down from the air like an arrow released from its bow, charging fiercely towards the two of them, his fist carrying a sharp, fierce wind.
"He's coming!" Krillin loudly warned, his entire body's muscles tensing.
"Dad!" Son Gohan was so frightened he covered his face directly, not daring to look anymore.
Piccolo bared his teeth, adopting a fighting stance, preparing for a final resistance, the aura around him also becoming wild.
"Nappa, wait!" Vegeta suddenly spoke up and shouted.
Hearing this, Nappa forcefully performed an emergency brake in mid air, the tremendous momentum causing the air around him to emit cracking sounds, and he stabilized, hovering in the air.
Piccolo and Krillin were both taken aback, turning their heads in confusion to look at Vegeta, their faces filled with bewilderment.
Nappa also turned his head, his eyes full of incomprehension, unable to help but ask, "What? Vegeta! Why stop me?"
"Don't be impatient yet, I have questions to ask them." Vegeta snorted coldly, his tone flat as he spoke.
"What?" Nappa was even more puzzled.
Piccolo and Krillin were also completely in the dark, not knowing what this Saiyan called Vegeta wanted to do.
"The Son Goku you mentioned, is it Kakarot?" Vegeta opened his inquiry.
...
Inside the flying cube.
"Hey, what are you two looking at? Move over here a bit... I can't see clearly." Heles was so anxious she couldn't stand it, unable to refrain from speaking up.
Just now, Heles had stretched her neck too far to see more clearly, almost twisting her neck.
Heles really couldn't hold back any longer, that's why she voiced her question.
I feel like you two are watching with such gusto.
"Uh..." Soya moved the crystal ball a bit towards Heles's side, asking, "How about now, can you see clearly?"
"It's not bad now, the angle is just right." Heles nodded in satisfaction, her gaze falling on the figures in the scene, and she asked strangely, "What are those humans doing? Fighting?"
"Yes, yes." Soya nodded, her eyes still fixed on the crystal ball.
"Which universe is this? Which planet?" Heles asked curiously again.
"Randomly chosen, just watching out of boredom." Soya grinned, answering casually.
Heles: "..."
"Negative emotional value from Heles +666!"
What the hell do you mean randomly chosen, watching out of boredom.
Soya of course couldn't tell her that it was Earth in the Seventh Universe.
If she said that, given this woman's temperament, what if she ran off to the Seventh Universe to cause trouble?
Right now, on Earth in the Seventh Universe, no one could defeat Heles.
Not just now, even Earth after the Tournament of Power, likewise, no one is Heles's match.
She is the God of Destruction of the Second Universe after all.
Even if Son Goku masters true Ultra Instinct, he is still far from being Heles's opponent.
Heles stopped talking, anyway, since she was idle, she might as well continue watching the scene in the crystal ball.
Compared to watching the empty void of the World of Void outside, the images in the crystal ball were much more interesting.
"Is the Son Goku you mentioned Kakarot?" Vegeta inquired again.
"Yes... what about it?" Krillin answered through gritted teeth, his heart filled with vigilance.
"Just as I heard on the scouter, he was revived through the Dragon Balls, right?" Vegeta snorted coldly, unable to help but laugh heartily, "The savior you're pinning your hopes on is that guy Kakarot? Someone who couldn't even defeat Raditz, what use would he be even if he came?"
Hearing this, Heles subconsciously glanced towards Raditz, then shifted her gaze back to the crystal ball, not saying anything.
"He's different from before, Goku has become very strong now." Krillin clenched his fists, gritting his teeth as he retorted, his tone carrying trust in Goku.
"You can't defeat Son Goku!" Piccolo also snorted coldly, adding.
"Hahaha, then why doesn't he come and try?" Nappa hovered in the air, laughing heartily, "Is it because he's afraid, and ran away long ago?"
"He will come back! Dad will definitely come, he will come and defeat you!" Although scared, Son Gohan still shouted indignantly, defending his father.
"Hmm hmm, it seems you trust him a lot." Vegeta chuckled lightly, a flicker of amusement in his eyes, "That's interesting, then we'll wait until he arrives."
"What? Are you joking? Vegeta!" Nappa, hearing this, immediately became anxious, hurriedly questioning, "That guy isn't coming, don't do something foolish, let's eliminate them quickly."
"Only three hours, no waiting beyond that." Vegeta extended three fingers, smiling lightly, his tone brooking no argument.
"Three hours!" Nappa grew even more anxious, stamping his foot, "What do we do within three hours? Up until today, we've been sleeping the whole time, I'm itching from idleness! Waiting is pointless!"
Saying this, Nappa ignored Vegeta again, directly diving down towards where Piccolo was, fast as lightning.
"Truly foolish, I'm going to play a game!" Nappa snorted coldly, a cruel light flashing in his eyes, speeding up as he charged towards Piccolo.
"Nappa, are you disobeying me?" Vegeta, seeing this, shouted sternly.
Nappa once again forcefully stopped in mid air, his body swaying slightly from the inertia, hurriedly turning around, apologizing to Vegeta, "S… sorry! I couldn't control myself just now!"
Piccolo was also startled by this sudden turn of events, baring his teeth, casting a deep glance towards Vegeta's direction, his heart filled with doubt.
This short Saiyan... is he even stronger than this guy called Nappa?
"So it's happily decided, I've extended your lifespans, you should thank me." Vegeta chuckled lightly, lifting his chin towards Piccolo and the others.
The battle between the two sides temporarily ceased.
"Sorry, I was scared just now, that's why I didn't..." Son Gohan looked at Piccolo with a face full of guilt, apologizing softly.
"Get lost, what use are you, you coward?" Piccolo scolded irritably, "You've betrayed my expectations of you."
"Don't say that, Piccolo, after all, it's his first time in actual combat." Krillin interjected a word of persuasion, feeling Piccolo was being too harsh on Gohan.
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