Frieza's Movements

If there's anything in the world that could still attract King Cold, it would undoubtedly be eternal life. As the creator of the King Cold Legion, King Cold ruled the entire North Galaxy for an extremely long time. During that period, no one could defy King Cold's will, and the entire North Galaxy was under his control.

But even the most powerful overlords grow old eventually. Even though the Space Demon race possesses an extraordinary lifespan, King Cold gradually felt increasingly powerless.

So after Frieza grew up, he handed over the entire army to him, and then went into seclusion on a beautiful planet with a few trusted confidants to enjoy the rest of his life.

But the existence of the Dragon Ball has undoubtedly brought new hope to King Cold.

As a former cosmic overlord, he naturally didn't want to grow old in such a powerless way.

Boom!

A fierce gust of wind swept up, and King Cold led his men to assemble, boarding the giant brown disc-shaped spaceship. At a command, the spaceship slowly rose into the air, quickly escaping the planet's gravity. Then, with a flash of light, it sailed into the deep and distant reaches of the universe.

Destination -- Earth!

Inside the spaceship, King Cold's tall figure sat in the cockpit, his face expressionless, his eyes flashing with a menacing light.

"Yage, approximately how long will it take for the spaceship to reach Earth?"

An alien Yage Jacob pulled up a Star Map and answered truthfully, "It will take about fifteen days."

"Can we speed things up and reach Earth within ten days?"

"It's possible, but operating at Super Power will cause permanent damage to the spaceship's performance..." Yage replied cautiously after careful consideration.

King Cold waved his hand dismissively and said, "Replace any damaged spaceships. Doesn't the Sephiria Force in the west possess more advanced spaceships? We'll purchase from them from now on. Hmph, I don't care about the value of a single spaceship; what I'm more concerned about right now is getting to Earth as quickly as possible, understand...?"

"Understood, sir."

Yage nodded and then ordered the operators to increase the spacecraft's operating power.

Whoosh! A sudden acceleration acted on its body. The giant disc-shaped spaceship opened its pale green protective shield and accelerated to its maximum speed. A flash of light streaked past, and in the blink of an eye, the spaceship had already passed through a star system.

Seeing the spaceship operating at Super Power, King Cold nodded in satisfaction, picked up his wine glass and sipped leisurely, his heart filled with wonderful anticipation.

"By the way, does Frieza also know about the Dragon Ball?"

"Yes, the Ginyu Force and the Elite Squad went to Earth together, and they must have already passed the message to Lord Frieza. However, Lord Frieza is still far away in the West Galaxy. Even with the most advanced spacecraft, it will take more than ten days to reach him." Yage reported truthfully, daring not to conceal anything on this matter.

"Looks like Frieza won't make it in time. Hmm, I'll send him a message about the Dragon Ball, telling him that if I get Dragon Ball, he'll benefit from it."

King Cold nodded and offered to share the news with Frieza.

King Cold knew his son's personality better than anyone.

Over the years, the father and son had maintained a relatively harmonious relationship due to the lack of competition between them and the fact that the father had voluntarily abdicated and handed over the legion. King Cold also liked his son very much... However, faced with something as captivating as the Dragon Ball, King Cold couldn't guarantee that the father and son wouldn't have a falling out.

Explaining the situation to Frieza beforehand was a way of being open and honest, provided, of course, that Frieza wouldn't interfere with his obtaining the Dragon Ball.

If a real struggle were to break out, he wouldn't consider any father-son relationship.

Having served King Cold for many years, Yage was very adept at understanding his superior's thoughts. He nodded knowingly, "Rest assured, King Cold, I will explain everything clearly to Lord Frieza."

"Um."

King Cold hummed in agreement, picked up his glass, took a sip, and was intoxicated by the fragrant aroma. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his purple lips curled into a gentle smile.

West Galaxy.

A beautiful and mysterious planet.

Frieza led his troops in a fierce attack on a dark red planet. Waves of the Frieza Legion members, clad in Battle Suit and strapped with energy tubes, unleashed a frenzied slaughter. With each burst of energy, mountains shattered, rocks littered the ground, and craters of all sizes were scattered everywhere.

Boom!

A shockwave containing immense energy was launched from Frieza's palm, striking the mountain with a deafening roar. The ground trembled violently, and the majestic mountain collapsed with a crash. Rolling rocks shot out like cannonballs, smashing onto the ground and splashing up a large patch of thick soil.

"Hehehe, Mr. Zarbon, how was my attack? At least a thousand natives have died at my hands."

"King Frieza's attack is certainly powerful, but I believe Your Majesty should attack there... that would be more effective." Zarbon pointed to a bunker where natives were hiding, speaking cruelly.

As Frieza's cold gaze swept over them, the natives immediately panicked, their faces turning deathly pale.

"Hehe, Mr. Zarbon, you're too impatient. I have my reasons for keeping those people alive. You know, simple destruction only creates temporary fear. Isn't it more interesting to let them watch their homes disappear bit by bit? That's how you instill the greatest despair in them."

Frieza chuckled, his cold, bloodshot eyes remaining completely unmoved.

"I see, um, I understand." Zarbon stood beside Frieza, clapping his hands with an expression of admiration.

Frieza laughed heartily, a cruel and chilling smile on his face.

Just then, an alien rushed over to report the news of the Ginyu Force. Frieza's face immediately turned ugly, and then the news from King Cold made him even more uncertain.

"King Frieza, has something happened?"

Zarbon glanced at it and asked with a surprised look.

"The Ginyu Force has been completely wiped out."

"Ah, who could possibly kill them? It couldn't be that kid Vegeta, could it?!" Zarbon exclaimed in disbelief.

Frieza waved his hand dismissively and said coldly, "It's somewhat related to Vegeta, but the destruction of the Ginyu Force is a minor matter. They also brought me some unexpected news." He then recounted the events surrounding the Dragon Ball. Frieza shook his head, "Unfortunately, my father has already headed towards Earth. If we set off now, it might be too late."

"King Cold himself went to Earth..." Zarbon was taken aback.

This long-retired bigwig personally stepped forward, so the Dragon Ball news is most likely true.

As a former member of the King Cold Legion, Zarbon was well aware of King Cold's shrewdness. This man could retire at any time and didn't even care about powerful forces. He would never personally come out of seclusion unless it was something of great importance.

"It seems the Dragon Ball news is most likely true."

"Are we going to Earth?" Zarbon asked with some concern.

"It's too late."

Frieza frowned, feeling annoyed.

It's too late to get there from Earth. Even piloting a spaceship from Sephiria Force, it would take at least ten days to travel from the West Galaxy to Earth in the North Galaxy. By then, it would be too late. The Dragon Ball, which can grant any wish, have just disappeared before his eyes. How could Frieza possibly be happy?

After a moment's thought, Frieza decisively said, "Mr. Zarbon, we're heading to Planet Namek. Captain Ginyu reported encountering Namekian on Earth. The Dragon Ball on Earth must have been made by the Namekian."

"I had heard before that the Namekian possessed amazing magic, but I didn't believe it then. Now it seems that the rumors are true."

Seeing that Frieza had no intention of going to Earth, Zarbon breathed a sigh of relief.

It is well known that when two tigers fight, one will surely be injured. In the face of the magical Dragon Ball, even the bond between father and son can be abandoned. Once King Cold and Frieza start fighting, he, as their subordinate, will be caught in the middle and in a difficult position.