Queen Sephi

"Her attire and appearance... she looks like Saiyan. When did such a powerful Saiyan appear? Could she be the legendary Queen Sephi?"

"It's Queen Sephi. Someone filmed her during the battle with the Babu Legion."

"No wonder Babu Legion was destroyed; Queen Sephi was so powerful!"

The Galaxy Mercenaries side were shocked, but judging from the current situation, Queen Sephi seemed to be helping them; perhaps she had also received a commission from the Galactic Patrol. That's right, as the queen of a major power, she must have some connection with the Galactic Patrol.

This speculation immediately brought a sense of reassurance to the Galaxy Mercenaries.

"Garlic, is that woman really the Saiyan Queen?" Nez asked Garlic Jr. with trepidation. Garlic Jr. frowned deeply. "I don't know. I have no contact with the Sephiria Force in the western part of the North Galaxy."

"Oh no, such power... even Lady Lulu... is no match for it." Dore's face darkened, and he felt a sense of unease.

"..."

Sephiria looked on indifferently.

The Lulu the Witch's words, which she used to try and subdue her, made her very unhappy.

At this moment, Roland strode to Sephiria's side. Because he hadn't transformed into his Mimicry, his aura was much weaker than Sephiria's, but compared to other aliens, he still appeared incredibly powerful.

"450,000 combat power!"

Roland's data also dazzled many people. Garlic Jr.'s heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

At this moment, the Lulu the Witch burst into laughter, her shrill and cold voice ringing out, "Interesting. So you're the Queen Sephi of the North Galaxy. I've heard for a long time that a Saiyan Queen has risen in the North Galaxy, but I never expected your strength to be so formidable. 1.9 million power level is enough to make you my subordinate."

"It seems you've been hiding your strength. Could it be... you can transform too?" Sephiria asked.

"Transformation?"

The Lulu the Witch was taken aback. "Oh, so your form is a transformation, gaining immense power by changing your body shape, much like Garlic. What a ridiculous power! Power gained through transformation is nowhere near as strong as one's own strength."

The Lulu the Witch smiled proudly, the pattern on her forehead shimmering with a faint purple light.

"Everyone has some trump cards. Fine, I'll show you my true power. Since you're unwilling to become my subordinates, it would be your honor to die under my full power." With that, the Lulu the Witch sneered, and her aura suddenly surged, more than doubling in size in a short time.

An overwhelming pressure descended, instantly overwhelming Sephiria's aura. The enormous planet shook violently under the energy impact of Sephiria and Lulu, the ground beneath their feet cracked, and smaller pebbles floated away, escaping gravity.

2.45 million!!

This is the full power of the Lulu the Witch, astonishing and equally despairing.

"It's not a transformation..." Sephiria muttered to herself, recognizing at a glance that this was the true power of the Lulu the Witch, and a strong fighting spirit suddenly arose in her eyes.

"That's a kind of energy control. She usually suppresses her power, so... everyone thought she only had a million combat power!" Roland was surprised. Compared to the powerful energy of the Lulu the Witch, it was her use of aura that surprised him.

These are among the few extraterrestrials, besides the Earth Kami and the Yardrat, whom Roland has seen who possess the ability to freely Body Change energy.

"Sephiria, do you need my help?"

"Need not."

Sephiria resolutely refused. Although the Lulu the Witch was much stronger than her, this only fueled her fighting spirit. Her gaze towards the Lulu the Witch became serious, and her aura became even more imposing.

Roland smiled calmly, leaving his seat to Sephiria and Lulu, and then turned around to stand in front of Garlic Jr.. By this time, Garlic Jr. was already stunned by Sephiria and Lulu's fighting power and did not react to Roland's arrival.

"Garlic Jr., do you have a father named Garlic?" Roland asked.

How did you know?

"Earth!" A word was uttered inexplicably.

"What Earth?" Garlic Jr. asked warily.

"You don't even know Earth? Hmm, it seems the movie world is indeed different from the original world." Roland nodded, his gaze lingering on Dore and Nez beside Garlic Jr.. These two were members of the Cooler's Armored Squadron in the movie, but Cooler doesn't even exist in this world, so naturally there is no Cooler's Armored Squadron.

Garlic Jr. didn't understand what Roland was talking about, but he knew he had to do something, otherwise, not only would they fail to attack the Galactic Patrol headquarters, but they themselves would also be defeated here.

"Dore, Nez, join me!"

"OK."

Dore and Nez quickly responded. The two of them also had a combat power of over 100,000. If they joined forces with Garlic Jr., even those with a combat power of several hundred thousand might not be a match for them.

However, they underestimated Roland. Facing the combined attack of Garlic Jr. and others, Roland maintained a smile throughout. His movements were very slow and clear, but strangely, he always managed to dodge Garlic and his men's attacks.

With a backhand push, a soft, yielding force landed on Garlic Jr..

Pfft...

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Garlic Jr.'s face instantly turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You're a bit too weak. Forget it, I'll just kill you all!" Roland shook his head. Originally, this Galactic Patrol mission was supposed to be taken on by Sephiria, but she was currently locked in a Lulu the Witch, so he reluctantly took on the task for "ants" like Garlic Jr..

A faint smile flashed across his face, a smile that sent chills down Garlic Jr.'s spine.

"Oh no, retreat quickly!!"

Garlic Jr. suddenly sensed something was wrong. His already pale face turned even more bloodless. He roared and mustered all his strength to flee away from Roland.

The current situation reminded him of when he faced Frieza; he felt just as powerless, just as easily manipulated. Garlic Jr. loathed this feeling of helplessness.

"We're not going to let you leave so easily!"

A flash of lightning appeared in Roland's dark eyes. He spread his arms, and the air around him swirled, with countless tiny blades, each about half an inch long, floating around him. These blades were densely packed, as thin as cicada wings, yet they contained terrifying energy. One could only imagine the consequences of being attacked by them.

"Go!"

With a soft shout, the tiny rays of light that filled the entire space shot out like arrows.

The scattered energy blades were arranged in an orderly fashion, forming arrays, and attacked the target according to Roland's will! It was like an energy storm shining with dazzling light.

Rumble!!

Strike the target directly.

"Aaaaaah!!" With a bloodcurdling scream, Garlic Jr. was engulfed in the torrent of energy.

Three chapters, making up for yesterday's chapter!