Guldo easily snapped a tree apart. Its end was unnaturally sharp as he laughed. "What now? If you don't run, you'll be pierced right through!"
Krillin and Gohan struggled repeatedly, but they could not break free from their restraints.
"Haha, looks like you can't escape. In that case, I'll kill the one in yellow first. As for the other brat, I'll slowly play him to death with my psychic powers later!"
Guldo revealed an evil grin, looking completely certain of victory.
On the hill behind them, Yamamoto Genryusai slowly rose to his feet, ready to make his move.
He could not let Krillin and Gohan die here. Setting aside the Main God's mission, the two of them possessed considerable fighting power and would make excellent allies.
At the same time, he was secretly astonished.
The strength Gohan and Krillin had displayed just now already surpassed that of the vast majority of Soul Society's captains. Other than himself, not a single captain of the Thirteenth Division could claim certain victory over them.
And the people beside them looked stronger than the last, not to mention Ginyu, who had left earlier. The power of this world truly was terrifying.
However, just as he was about to act, he suddenly sensed something. His gaze sharpened, and he sat back down.
Slash!
A figure suddenly appeared. With one swift stroke of a blade, Guldo's head was separated from his body.
Vegeta!
Thud, crash!
His head hit the ground, and his body collapsed. Guldo's four large eyes widened at once. He was not dead yet, and said in a low voice, "Vegeta... you bastard. This was my game with those two brats..."
Vegeta sneered. "That was just your wishful thinking. Goodbye, idiot!"
He fired a blast from his hand. Amid smoke and flames, Guldo's head