"Crack!"
The beam was forcibly reversed by Toppo's counterattack and returned to its original path at a faster speed than when it came.
Before the sneer on Cooler's face could fully bloom, the fiery red beam of light that he shot out with his own hands and was pulled back by two God of Destruction Candidate like a ball had already rushed to his chest.
"Pfft!"
The beam penetrated Cooler's chest at an extremely high speed without any hindrance.
The dark purple shell on his chest, which was harder than Frieza, was penetrated by a blow from God of Destruction level energy.
The beam of light entered from his chest and exited from his back, exploding a scorching hole with slowly spreading edges on the floor-to-ceiling window behind him.
Cooler's pupils suddenly dilated at that moment.
He lowered his head mechanically, his eyes falling on the still smoking penetrating wound on his chest...
Through the hole, he could see the defense satellites slowly passing by outside the window behind him.
He slowly raised a hand to touch the wound on his chest, but his fingers were hanging in the air but he couldn't put them down.
The moment Cooler fell, Frieza's triangular eyes were so wide that they almost popped out of their sockets.
He looked at the white body on the ground that had its chest penetrated and had completely lost its life breath, and then slowly raised his head. His eyes bounced back and forth between Toppo and Merus for several rounds. His lips moved to say something, but only a few unclear syllables came out of his throat.
The brother who had always dominated him since childhood, and the Cooler who always looked at him with the tip of his chin every time they met, were killed by these two people as if they were swatting flies back at him with a beam of light.
Just now Cooler was standing by the window and taunting him in his usual cold tone. From the time he took action to when he fell to the ground, it took no more than five seconds.
"You..." Cooler finally had time to spit out this word, and his vocal cords stopped vibrating completely.
His body fell on his back and hit the cold metal floor. The back of his head collided with the floor and made a dull sound. The hole in his chest that was still emitting wisps of smoke was like a seal on his death certificate.
Frieza's pupils shrank sharply, and the blood completely faded from his entire white face.
Cooler is dead...
Easily killed by the two of them...
From the moment they took action to the moment they were killed, Toppo and Merus didn't even show a serious fighting posture. They just slapped each other in the whole process, as if they were playing some boring back-and-forth ball.
Did I read that correctly?
Cooler's Combat Power is far superior to his fourth form, although the two brothers have never had a serious fight.
But Frieza knew in his heart that Cooler under normal conditions was definitely above him, not to mention that Cooler also had an advanced transformation form hidden inside.
However, this brother, whom he may not be able to surpass in his life, could not survive even one move in front of these two outsiders.
Who are these two people?
"Frieza... You are really courageous. You were beaten like that by us in the starry sky just now, and you turned around and led us to your brother's territory. What kind of calculation was in your mind? Do you think we can't see it?" Merus said with a smile on his face. With a slight curve of disdain, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and tapped his red fingers leisurely on his arms, "You want your brother to kill us two for you, right? The brothers join forces and attack from the front and back... The plan is not bad, but it's a pity that your brother's level is about the same as you, they are all the same trash."
"You think too highly of your brother... he's just a slightly bigger ant. The only difference between him and you is that he is half a head taller than you." Toppo stood next to Cooler's body, not even interested in lowering his head to take a second look, and directly gave a naked sneer to Frieza.
"You... who are you?" Frieza stepped back several steps uncontrollably, and his back suddenly hit the cold metal wall of the hall. He was unable to retreat, and his face turned pale.
"You are not qualified to know our identities! You only need to know one thing... The energy in you is cold and violent, with evil in your bones. It is the kind of smell that only comes from a guy who has been killing for a long time and regards killing as fun. We can smell it from a long distance away." Merus sneered.
"There are ready-made spaceships on this planet, and there are several military high-speed ships parked on the tarmac. It's better to kill him directly, so as not to lead us to detours... We have wasted too much time on this guy. Frieza is full of lies, and if he is left here, he will only continue to play tricks." Toppo tilted his head, nodded in the direction of Frieza with his chin, and spoke calmly.
"I have no objection! It's easier to kill him and fly the spaceship ourselves." Merus nodded slightly, and a circle of dark red Destruction Energy began to condense on his red fingertips. Although the light was not dazzling, it carried a heart-stopping sense of oppression.
For the two of them, God of Destruction Candidate, there is really no difference between squeezing Frieza to death and squeezing an ant to death.
This ant 120 million Combat Power may be able to walk sideways in front of ordinary cosmonauts, but in front of the intern God of Destruction, it is just a string of meaningless numbers.
"In that case..." Toppo stretched out his thick muscled arm and aimed his palm at Frieza's body. A ball of scalp-numbing purple Destruction Energy re-condensed in his palm.
The ball of energy slowly rotated in his palm, and each rotation made the air in the hall heavier.
Frieza I suddenly felt like I had been kicked into a hole in the ice, and I felt cold from my scalp to the tip of my tail.
His brain was running crazily at an unprecedented speed. Countless names flashed back and were rejected in his mind, and finally passed through the depths of his consciousness.
He glanced at his brother Cooler who had fallen on the floor and was already cold. The smoking hole in his chest seemed to be a silent reminder to him...
You are next.
"You can't kill me! Do you know who I am?" Frieza became anxious, and his voice involuntarily raised several tones.
"Oh? Don't you call yourself Universe Emperor Frieza? Do you have another identity? Tell me." Merus held back the energy on his fingertips and looked at Frieza with interest, as if he were watching a rodent that was forced into a corner and began to squeak.
"I... I am God of Destruction Lord Beerus's... disciple!" Frieza's eyes quickly turned around, and he blurted out.
Originally, Frieza wanted to say that he was the agent of Beerus, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly felt that the word "agent" did not hold enough weight.
Agents and disciples don't sound like they are on the same level.
Galactic Patrol named Merus's attitude was obviously shaken after hearing the name Beerus. Another Champa who claimed to be God of Destruction's brother did not kill him because of the relationship between himself and Beerus.
If he said that he was a disciple of Beerus, would these two guys be afraid?
No matter, let's take a gamble first.