Hell Mode Activated!

Planet Vegeta had been destroyed.

Numerous aliens returned to their respective spacecraft, preparing to follow the flagship back.

Aboard the flagship.

Frieza remained in a jubilant mood.

"It was truly magnificent!"

"Wasn't it, Mr. Zarbon, Mr. Popolia?"

"Indeed, a beautiful firework!"

Zarbon and Popolia echoed in agreement.

"Ohohohoho..."

After waiting for Frieza to settle his mood, Zarbon suddenly spoke: "Lord Frieza, now that Planet Vegeta has been destroyed, the entire Saiyan race has been all but wiped out!"

"Only that one wandering Saiyan combat squad remains!"

"How should they be dealt with?"

Zarbon and Popolia knew that Frieza had only saved that wandering Saiyan squad on a whim, and specifically to spite King Vegeta.

Now that Planet Vegeta was destroyed!

Those Saiyans were naturally of no further use.

To avoid future trouble, it would be logical to destroy all remaining Saiyans!

Frieza tapped his tail lightly against his small hover-pod, deep in thought. Although the legends of his race claimed that Saiyans could transform into a Super Saiyan!

That was the ultimate nemesis of the Frost Demons.

However...

He was not truly afraid; rather, he felt a sliver of anticipation and curiosity. If all the Saiyans were truly destroyed, wouldn't he never get to see the legendary Super Saiyan?

He hesitated in that moment!

Then, as if he had thought of something, he spoke.

"Right, with Planet Vegeta destroyed, doesn't the entire legion lose a great number of mercenaries?"

"Yes!" Zarbon replied quickly.

"In that case, let these surviving Saiyans fill the gap. Let them earn more wealth for this King!"

"Not a single moment of rest!"

"Ohohoho..."

"This King is truly a genius!"

Zarbon and Popolia exchanged glances. They still harbored a trace of worry; after all, the Saiyans' strength was equally terrifying, and they were extremely difficult to control!

Especially with the appearance of Bardock, which had already caused them some concern!

Furthermore, Mu Chuan's combat power had skyrocketed in such a short time, and he was now on the verge of surpassing them!

How could they possibly be at ease?

Seeing that Frieza was about to make his decision, Zarbon steeled himself and took a step forward.

"Lord Frieza, this subordinate has a proposal. I wonder if it might be appropriate?"

"Oh? Speak your mind, Mr. Zarbon!" Frieza looked at Zarbon with keen interest, awaiting his next words.

"Recently, the borders of the universe have been constantly harassed by other factions, and they have been quite troublesome. This subordinate believes we should dispatch them to guard the cosmic borders!"

"We cannot let those other factions run wild!"

Frieza's eyes narrowed, and the aura around him shifted instantly. Although he often appeared extremely amiable, he was, after all, the Emperor of the Universe!

How could he be a pushover?

He was not just the Emperor of the Universe; he ran the largest business in the entire cosmos—a true business tycoon!

To think that someone dared to invade his territory; was this not digging for trouble in a tiger's den?

"Who?"

"The Armored Squadron!"

Zarbon lowered his head, for he knew what kind of reaction Lord Frieza would have once he finished speaking!

He didn't even dare to breathe!

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out, and one could see that the small hover-pod had actually been cracked by Frieza's tail!

It was clear that Frieza was not calm inside.

And he was also extremely angry.

"Interesting! How interesting!"

"I understand. Then let that wandering Saiyan lead the others to guard the border. If they encounter the Armored Squadron, strike immediately!"

"Whatever the consequences may be, This King shall bear them all!"

Having said that, Frieza instantly lost his mood.

The Armored Squadron was the premier fighting force under Frieza's brother, Cooler; they were the equivalent of Frieza's Ginyu Force.

They possessed top-tier combat power!

A strength sufficient to sweep across everything in the universe!

Now that this Armored Squadron was encroaching upon the cosmic border, did this not mean that Cooler was already beginning to make his move?

One had to know that the entire universe was ruled by the Frost Demon race, with Frieza occupying the majority, while King Cold and Cooler were merely entrenched in a small corner.

But now...

With the Armored Squadron mobilized, the implications here were quite massive.

When Mu Chuan heard that he and his men were to be dispatched to the cosmic border, even he was stunned!

Furthermore, hearing that the Armored Squadron was causing disturbances at the border made him feel that things were looking quite ominous!

The Armored Squadron was one thing...

Their combat power was not particularly strong, merely around a hundred thousand or so; for his current strength, they could serve perfectly as whetstones.

However, if one were to view the problem so simply, they would be in for a disaster!

One had to remember that standing behind the Armored Squadron was Cooler!

He was also of the Frost Demon race!

A monster possessing the most terrifying talent, whose combat power in his final form reached 470 million.

If he were to provoke Cooler, he truly could not imagine how miserably he would die; even now, he dared not easily confront Frieza.

How much more so for the even more terrifying Cooler?

At a time when Frieza had not yet died once and had not truly understood the meaning of training, his combat power was already far weaker than Cooler's.

Even so, he had no way to contend with Frieza, let alone Cooler...

Mu Chuan fell into a long silence.

The group of evil Saiyans did not understand what they were about to face; they only saw their leader fall into silence, his expression looking exceptionally grim, and they began to have a vague, ominous premonition.

Among them, one Saiyan asked cautiously, "Boss, is there a problem with guarding the border?"

"Heh, is there a problem?" The expression on Mu Chuan's face was as gloomy as water.

"The problem is huge. You must know that those currently encroaching on the cosmic border are the Armored Squadron!"

"Each and every one of them possesses a combat power of over a hundred thousand!"

"If it were only that, it would be fine, but behind them stands an even more terrifying existence: Frieza's brother, Cooler!"

"He is an existence even more terrifying than Frieza. If we truly go and clash with them, there won't even be a scrap of our bones left!"

As soon as Mu Chuan's voice fell.

The group of Saiyans was instantly struck with terror, their expressions impossible to control!

It was not that they were ignorant!

After all, they were merely low-class warriors, and because they had violated tribal laws, they had been locked away in prison all this time.

Naturally, they were unaware of the affairs of the universe.

Moreover, this was no ordinary matter!