"Oops, someone must have mistaken Lord Champa for Lord Beerus." Vados covered his mouth and smiled, his shoulders shook slightly, and his voice was a bit narrow-minded, "After all, the image of Lord Champa is very similar to Lord Beerus who has gained weight."
Champa's face turned dark instantly, his two thick eyebrows almost reached the hairline, and the flesh on his face twitched twice.
He turned his head suddenly and glared at Vados, gritting his teeth.
"Don't compare me with that guy Beerus! How can that ugly cat be as handsome as me?" Champa hummed, rolling his eyes one after another, and pouting his lips so much that they could hang a bottle of oil.
"It's precisely because Lord Champa is fat that she looks cuter." Vados's shoulders shook even more, laughter leaked out from between his teeth, and fine lines formed at the corners of his eyes.
"You compliment God of Destruction for being cute, do you think it's appropriate?" Champa's face turned darker, his purple skin took on a dull luster, and his cheeks bulged into balls with anger.
"Oh, that's so rude." Vados smiled even brighter, tears almost came out, and he quickly reached out and pressed the corners of his eyes.
Champa snorted heavily, and just as he was about to stop paying attention to her, he heard "Lord Beerus" one after another from the other side. The high-pitched sound was like a needle repeatedly poking his eardrums, making his skin crawl all over.
He exhaled, his chest rose and fell twice, and the irritability in his eyes grew thicker.
"However, this guy recognized me as Beerus, which really made me feel very unhappy." Champa gritted his teeth, and the muscles on his shoulders tightened. "And this guy's scream is really ugly, worse than a cat that has stepped on its tail. No, I have to go back and fix him!"
"Fly a little further and you won't be able to hear it." Vados suggested, pointing forward.
"That's not possible! As long as I want to hear it, I can hear it no matter how far I fly!" Champa waved his hand angrily, drawing an arc in the air with his arm, "And I don't want to hear it anymore! So I have to go back and shut his mouth!"
He turned to Vados, his tone softened slightly, but the anxiety in his eyes was still beating. "You go to Sacred World of the Kai first! I'll clean up that barking guy, and then I'll go find you! It won't take long."
"Lord Champa don't mess around in Universe 7, after all, this is not our universe." Vados put away his smile and warned seriously.
"As a God of Destruction, even if you wipe out humans in another universe, it is not a violation at all. It is not anyone else's turn to take care of such a trivial matter." Champa folded his arms and snorted coldly, raised his chin high, and with his chubby figure, he looked like a fat cat whose nose had been stung by a bee. Although he had an imposing manner, it looked funny no matter how he looked at it.
But he quickly added, his tone softening a bit, "But don't worry, am I the kind of unreasonable God of Destruction?"
"Then I'll leave first." Vados stopped talking nonsense and gently tapped Scepter in his hand, and the crystal ball on the head of the staff burst out into a bright star.
"Whoops--"
Her speed suddenly increased, turning into a bright stream of light like a star river pouring down, dragging out a silver trail of hundreds of thousands of miles, and disappeared into the depths of the sea of stars in the blink of an eye, leaving only circles of subtle light patterns slowly spreading in place.
Champa withdrew his gaze, slowly turned his head, and swept his eyes in the direction of the Frieza spacecraft.
"Whoops!"
He kicked his feet, and his body turned into a stream of purple-red light, cutting through the dark space of the universe, like a meteorite falling into the atmosphere, dragging a turbulent energy trail and rushing straight towards the giant ship.
Spaceship, main control hall.
Seeing the purple-red light approaching rapidly, all the Frieza boys were extremely excited. Some of them even jumped up from their seats and patted each other on the shoulders, with excitement written all over their faces.
"Your Excellency Frieza, look! Lord Beerus is here! He must have heard our call!" The boy who shouted the loudest just now turned to Frieza with an acknowledgment of credit, his back straight, his chin raised high, and his eyes as bright as two light bulbs.
"You did a good job," Frieza nodded slightly, raising the corners of his mouth with a smile of satisfaction. His eyes paused on the fishman boy's face for a moment, "Your voice is very unique. It is really rare that it can be accurately transmitted to the target's ears at such a long distance."
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Excellency Frieza!" The fishman boy's eyes suddenly lit up, the scales on his face were slightly opened with excitement, his back was straight, and the corners of his mouth almost reached behind his ears.
He was already thinking about how he would show off to his companions when he returned.
Frieza Your Excellency praised me personally!
How many people in the entire army can get this kind of treatment?
"However," Frieza's face instantly became serious, his triangular eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed under his eyes, and his voice suddenly dropped, "Your voice was too harsh, which made me very unhappy after hearing it, and my eardrums are still buzzing now."
"Ah?" The fishman boy's smile froze on his face, his scales closed together, and his back felt chilly.
He opened his mouth to say something, but only a few vague sounds came out of his throat. His legs seemed to be nailed to the floor, unable to move a step.
Champa stepped onto the spaceship at a leisurely pace.
His round figure casts a large shadow under the light, and the expression on his face is a bit lazy, but also hides a bit of obvious impatience.
Frieza's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately floated down from the stroller, adjusted the expression on his face, and walked forward respectfully.
He bent down and knelt on one knee, in an extremely low posture.
"Lord Beerus, are you here?"
Frieza all knelt down, how could the younger brothers behind them dare to stand? They all fell to their knees, and the sound of their knees hitting the floor was loud.
Champa's eyes slowly glanced at Frieza, who was kneeling on the ground. His purple nose wrinkled slightly, his chin raised, and he asked coldly, "Who shouted so loud just now? It almost deafened my ears."
"You, come out!" Frieza waved his hand behind him without looking back.
Soon, the fishman boy who was just immersed in the joy of being praised was dragged up from the crowd by two colleagues on his arms.
His legs were still trembling, his scales were trembling, his face was turning blue and white, and his eyes were moving around in panic, but he didn't dare to look at Champa.
"Did you call me just now?" Champa squinted his eyes and looked up and down at Frieza's little brother.
This guy has the head of a fish, his cheeks are still moving slightly, and his body is a human torso. The combination is indescribably ugly.