Frieza Lands

"Why? We have no grudge against each other. Please spare me, and I will submit to you!" Lulu the Witch screamed, begging Roland for mercy.

The other woman pleaded pitifully, her face quite pretty, but Roland didn't believe a word the witch said. She was probably only feigning surrender to save her own life, and Roland wouldn't believe such a claim. He glanced at the expectant witch, then leaped over a hundred meters above the ground, crystalline energy gathering on his arm.

"Do you think I should believe you?" A cold voice rang out, Lulu the Witch's face turned deathly pale upon hearing it.

4.5 million units of energy is far more powerful than that of the Lulu the Witch; even a casual attack from her would be beyond her ability to withstand.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of letting him go, he let out a final, desperate cry.

"Please, please believe me!"

"Oh."

Roland watched coldly, chuckled softly, and a mocking smile appeared on his face. The next second, he clenched his fist, aimed at his opponent, and a crystalline brilliance instantly filled the starry sky. The beautiful scene was like a Galaxy spinning before his eyes, and the dazzling light, accompanied by a terrifying and chilling aura, continued to spread.

"Starry Sky Cannon!"

A cold voice rang out, and in an instant, the entire world seemed to freeze.

Only a single, rotating Galaxy remained between heaven and earth, like a gathering of stars. The powerful attack displayed the dazzling colors of the Milky Galaxy, with a torrent of energy bombarding down. The attack rays were spiral-shaped, and their penetrating and destructive power was even greater than that of the "Full Air Strike"!

In an instant, a dazzling light roared in and crashed in, distorting the view and creating an inverted cone-shaped curved surface in the sky.

Faced with this terrifying attack that seemed like a mirage, the Lulu the Witch's eyes glazed over, her body stiffening as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and she appeared to be insane.

The Lulu the Witch reluctantly deployed her defensive shield, but it was completely ineffective.

Like a calm sea suddenly unleashed by a tsunami, the devastating wave crashed against the beach. Once the tsunami subsided, all the sturdy defenses crumbled, and the scorching energy destroyed Lulu the Witch's body, causing her consciousness to blur. "No... I don't want to die..."

Amidst the brilliance of the stars, consciousness was plunged into darkness. The witch, who had roamed the East Galaxy for many years, was inexplicably defeated on an unknown planet during her expedition.

The world fell silent.

Stunned!

I am terrified!

Shocking!

A mix of complex emotions welled up inside them, and all the Galaxy Mercenaries stared blankly.

"The Lulu the Witch has actually been defeated."

"He was instantly killed; that man is terrifying..."

"4.5 million combat power! I can't believe it!" His voice trembled slightly; it all seemed like a dream.

Seeing the powerful Lulu the Witch defeated in just a few moves, all the mercenaries felt a wave of dizziness. They looked at Roland and Sephiria, who were vaguely visible in the dust, but dared not approach to greet them. Even though they knew they were likely also commissioned by the Galactic Patrol, the overwhelming power seemed to create an insurmountable chasm between them.

His eyes were filled with a burning light, a mixture of amazement and admiration, which ultimately turned into a sigh.

The strong and the weak clearly cannot coexist on an equal footing.

As the dust settled, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

Roland's tall figure floated in mid-air, and in his hand, he was actually holding a head.

It's none other than the Lulu the Witch!

"Dead?" Sephiria asked.

"Not yet," Roland replied to Sephiria.

Sephiria nodded. The Starry Sky Cannon was indeed powerful, but at the moment of its power, she felt Roland suddenly move at the last second. Just when she, everyone present, and even the Lulu the Witch herself thought she was going to die, Roland suddenly reached out a hand and grabbed her head.

At the last moment, Roland did not kill the Lulu the Witch. Sephiria did not understand Roland's intentions, but she knew that Roland must have his own reasons.

At this moment, the Galaxy Mercenaries on the scene also saw that the Lulu the Witch was still alive. One of the bold mercenaries stepped forward and said, "Sir, you clearly had the opportunity to kill the Lulu the Witch just now, so why did you let her go at the last moment? You should know that the Lulu the Witch is a villain who enjoys destroying planets. Why didn't you kill her when she was vulnerable?"

Looking at the mercenary who had ascended to stand before him, Roland took a closer look and admired his boldness. Moreover, he suspected that the mercenary's thoughts represented those of almost everyone present.

But admiration doesn't mean one can be questioned. In particular, Roland disliked being interrogated like this, and her expression instantly turned cold as she retorted, "Are you questioning me?"

The mercenary trembled, quickly realizing what he had said, and lowered his head, saying, "I wouldn't dare."

"Hmph!" Roland snorted coldly as her aura swept over him. In an instant, the mercenary's face turned pale. With a combat strength of only a few hundred thousand, he felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and even breathing became difficult.

His heart was in turmoil; how could he possibly shake a fighting force of millions?

Just as he felt powerless, the surrounding aura suddenly vanished. Roland glanced at him, then swept her gaze across the crowd. "Don't try to impose your views on me. You say that the Lulu the Witch is wicked, then tell me, what does that have to do with me?"

"Uh..." Everyone was speechless.

Using justice to suppress him? But what is justice? Is the order of the Galactic Patrol just justice? The law of the jungle is the fundamental law of the universe, while justice is a value system. Justice is personal, not universally applicable. Just like those present, how can they guarantee that they won't have innocent lives on their hands?

Seeing their silence, Roland gave a cold smile. In the world of Dragon Ball, there wasn't much justice. Of course, pure evil, which simply revels in killing, could be categorized as "evil," and this Lulu the Witch, might just be a representative of that kind of pure evil.

But who knows?

Whether a person is evil or not cannot be measured by their reputation.

Not to mention--

Roland saw the witch's head being tossed to Sephiria.

Sephiria took it and patted the witch's cheeks a few times.

The witch opened her eyes in a daze. She was overjoyed to find herself still alive, having thought she was surely dead. Before she could even celebrate, the figure of that "terrifying man" suddenly appeared in her field of vision. She gasped and her face contorted with fear.

"Awake?" Roland suddenly appeared in front of her.

The witch swallowed hard. Now just her head, she was in a terrible state and unable to nod. She could only stammer, "Wake up, you're awake."

"It's good that you're awake." Roland chuckled, then said, "Someone here suggested that I kill you. What do you think? Should we go along with their wishes?"

Please don't do that!

The Lulu the Witch's head floated up, her alluring face looking at him with a pleading expression.

"They say you take pleasure in destroying planets?"

Just as the Lulu the Witch was about to become lost in ecstasy, she saw Roland's cold expression and warning gaze. Startled, she immediately suppressed her intoxication and denied in a sharp voice, "I didn't! I didn't! They're just talking nonsense!!"

"Is that so?" Roland asked with a half-smile, making Lulu the Witch, tremble with fear.

"I don't care what you were like before, but if you want to live, I'll give you one choice: Sephiria Force and change your habits from now on. Otherwise... I have plenty of ways to make you wish you were dead."

Upon hearing his words, the Lulu the Witch immediately recalled the scene before her "death." At that moment, she truly believed she was going to die; the terror was etched into her memory. Knowing her predicament, she understood what to do and hurriedly assured him, "I understand, I understand!"

At this moment, the Lulu the Witch was no longer the arrogant woman she once was. Faced with survival, pride was as worthless as paper, easily discarded. Moreover, after this battle, she realized that her power was far from being enough to dominate the world and act recklessly. She had made too many enemies in the universe, and surrendering to a stronger being, finding shelter under a powerful tree, was not a bad choice.

Seeing that the witch agreed, Roland nodded in a good mood.

"Look, isn't this witch quite obedient?" He turned around and said with a smile to the Galaxy Mercenaries present.

The Galaxy Mercenaries? This witch is so obedient! If you hadn't threatened her with force, would she have listened to you like this? You've said all the nice things you could think of.

But what can be done? The will of the strong cannot be swayed by the weak. Hoping to use righteousness to drive the strong to do something is nothing short of wishful thinking.

For Roland, killing the Lulu the Witch wouldn't be difficult, but he knew that keeping her Lulu the Witch held even greater value. The wary attitude of the Galaxy Mercenaries towards the Lulu the Witch showed that such a useful henchman couldn't be wasted.

At this moment, the throbbing in her heart returned, and Roland looked up at the sky, her expression somewhat solemn.

Sephiria took out a Senzu Bean, ate it, and after recovering from her injuries, asked, "Is there some other enemy?"

Roland shook her head. "I don't know, it's not a good feeling. Anyway, let's be prepared to Instant Transmission!"

Sephiria looked on in astonishment, nodded vigorously, and then looked up at the sky with Roland. A dozen seconds later, a huge shadow was thrown down from the sky. The shadow swept across the ground, across the vast land, and finally landed. It was a giant disc-shaped spaceship.

The brownish-brown disc-shaped spaceship gradually approached the ground. A violent wind swept across the ground, leveling the pebbles. Just before landing, twenty-four sharp steel pincers extended from all around the disc-shaped spaceship, piercing directly into the rock as if stabbing tofu.

"What's going on? Another spaceship is coming?"

"The battle is already over; it's too late to come now."

"Wait, the Scouter is reacting very strongly... hiss, 530,000 combat power!!"

The Galaxy Mercenaries, equipped with the new Scouter from the Sephiria Force, gasped again upon detecting the energy on the spaceship. However, having previously endured the relentless bombardment of powerful energies from Roland, Sephiria, and others, the 530,000 units of energy, while frightening, did not shock them as much as before.

"A cold energy!" Sephiria frowned slightly. This energy seemed familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

Roland stared intently at the uniquely shaped spaceship. "Frieza Legion's spaceship... Could it be Frieza himself? Why isn't he staying in the North Galaxy? What's he doing near the Galactic Center?"

With a thud, the spaceship came to a stop, and the hatch opened. A small figure with two black horns on his head sat on an egg-shaped spacecraft, a pale red tail swaying. A string of aliens followed him, led by a handsome green-haired man.

It was Frieza and his right-hand man Zarbon.

Sephiria's pupils contracted; she recognized Frieza the moment he appeared. Her aura instantly turned ferocious, as if she were about to charge forward and fight to the death. Suddenly, she recalled the scene before the destruction of Planet Vegeta, when a "Planet Destroyer Ball" rendered all the Saiyan powerless to resist, and even she was nearly killed by the high-intensity energy blast.

At that moment, a hand pressed down on her shoulder, and Roland suppressed the surging energy within Sephiria's body.

"Don't be impulsive, Frieza is not someone we can fight."

Roland transmitted his voice to Sephiria. Knowing Frieza's true strength, Roland understood that Frieza was definitely not someone he could afford to provoke. Don't be fooled by Frieza's usual appearance of only having a power level of 530,000; that was actually the result of him suppressing his power.

It's quite ironic that all other life forms in the universe capable of transformation try to increase their power through transformation, while only Frieza, due to his excessively high energy, suppresses his physical power through transformation.

In his normal state, Frieza only has a combat power of 530,000, which is not as powerful as Roland's Mimic Ape Transformation. Roland is confident that he can defeat him.

However, it's impossible to kill Frieza before he reverts to his Ultimate Form, because Frieza's power level is a solid 120 million. This energy hasn't decreased at all; it's all hidden within his body, unlike other life forms that extract energy through transformation.

If Frieza's life is threatened, the full 120 million units of his energy will erupt, allowing him to transform in an instant!

Furthermore, each of Frieza's transformations comes with a healing ability; any serious injuries sustained in the early stages will be fully restored after the powers are unleashed in the next transformation.

"Ah... that person is Frieza from the North Galaxy!"

"Why is Frieza here too?"

Some of the Galaxy Mercenaries recognized Frieza immediately and involuntarily took a step back. Although this vicious villain rarely left the North Galaxy, the names of the King Cold Force and Frieza Legion were known throughout the entire universe.

"Hehehe, it seems you all know me!" Frieza sat in his flying vehicle, resting his chin on his hands, and smiled elegantly.

His crimson eyes fixed on Roland and Sephiria, his expression momentarily stunned. "Huh, you're Saiyan, right? If I'm not mistaken, you're Saiyan from Planet Sadala!"

P. S.: This chapter has been revised, increasing the word count to 4000 words. Unfortunately, I uploaded it incorrectly before, so I lost my perfect attendance bonus!