Though small, the figure radiated an utterly terrifying aura, like a demon breathing from the depths of an endless abyss. It seeped into their bodies, chilling them to the bone and leaving them unable to move.
"The ancestor was right. The Saiyans are the sworn enemies of the Frost Demon Race. We should have wiped you out long ago."
King Cold spoke in a cold, hoarse voice. "But it's not too late now."
From his fight with Kasso, he could tell that Kasso was only a little stronger than Cooler. With Cooler's strength, even if he couldn't win, escaping shouldn't be a problem.
King Cold found this very puzzling.
And this Super Saiyan before him had clearly been wounded several times. His injuries had all been severe enough to kill him. Only a race with vitality as tenacious as the Frost Demon Race could survive them.
But even then, he would have needed immediate treatment.
Why could he recover from his injuries in an instant?
"Are you sure you can kill me?" Kasso asked with a smile.
"..."
King Cold narrowed his eyes. He had never expected Kasso to say something like that. Did he still not understand the difference between them?
"Are you so confident because you can heal instantly?"
King Cold clenched his fist and said coldly, "I don't know why you can recover from your injuries in an instant, but what if I pulverize you completely?"
He refused to believe Kasso could recover after being turned into a pile of dust!
"No, no!"
Kasso waved his hand.
He didn't explain further. King Cold would soon see why he was so confident!
"Hmph! You should be proud to have witnessed me in this state!"
King Cold snorted. This was his Ultimate Form.
His battle power reached a full