Vegeta was undoubtedly the most shocked of them all—or rather, the one who found it the hardest to accept.
From beginning to end, he had always regarded these people with an amused attitude.
After all, he was the prince of the Saiyans and the strongest Saiyan. With such strength, he also possessed the nobility and pride befitting it.
But now.
Something beyond his expectations had happened.
With just one sentence, this man had killed Nappa in a way even he couldn't understand?
"Hmph." Vegeta snorted coldly, his vigilance rising to its highest level. "What method did you use?"
"I merely deprived him of his life," Shen Mo said calmly. "Since you know that this world has a Dragon God who can grant any wish, this method shouldn't be that difficult to accept. To some extent, you can regard me as an existence similar to the Dragon God—except I'm much stronger."
Although the Dragon Ball world appeared to have a very simple power system, with battles relying basically on hand-to-hand combat and energy blasts,
that clearly wasn't actually the case.
As long as one possessed sufficient power, an existence like the Dragon God could truly grant any wish. Whether it was making someone immortal, reviving the dead, or even recreating a planet, anything could be done as long as it didn't exceed the upper limit of "power."
In other words,
in this universe, Shen Mo could be regarded as the "Dragon God."
With this explanation,
Vegeta seemed to be able to accept it reluctantly.
"So that's how it is. A method similar to the magic of the Namekians?" Vegeta narrowed his eyes slightly and stared fixedly at Shen Mo.
Understanding was one thing, but the shock remained the same.
The Namekians indeed possessed all kinds of wondrous abilities, but they weren't