Mimicry One

Kast took a greenish bean from his pocket. It looked just like an ordinary broad bean, but as he gazed at it, he smiled slightly and swallowed it without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The moment it was consumed, Kast felt his muscles swell and contract, and the wound on his abdomen inflicted by Frieza healed instantly.

"This!"

Watching from afar as Kast's body recovered in an instant, Bardock and the others couldn't help but show expressions of astonishment, rendered speechless.

Nearby, Frieza, resting his chin on one hand, wore an intrigued expression.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to have such a miraculous bean. No wonder you dared to challenge me, but even with this, you are merely delaying your own death."

With that, Frieza clasped his hands behind his back and began to walk toward Kast step by step.

"Don't speak so definitively, Frieza. Don't forget who just left you looking so battered and bruised."

Hearing Frieza's words, Kast sneered with contempt.

"Oh, ho ho..."

Frieza chuckled softly, his footsteps never faltering. He extended his left hand to cover his mouth and laughed lightly.

"You really do love to joke, little monkey. However, please don't get ahead of yourself just because you've been given a little leeway, brat."

As he spoke, the smile vanished from Frieza's face. In the blink of an eye, he stepped forward and suddenly appeared right in front of Kast.

Flashing behind Kast, Frieza looked at the back of his head with a cold expression, bent his right leg, and kicked down toward Kast's head.

"Boom!!"

With a deafening roar, the ground beneath Kast buckled and sank under the intense impact, causing the entire area to shake violently as a thick cloud of dust engulfed the surroundings.

"So fast!"

Seeing Frieza's movement, Bardock's pupils constricted sharply as he watched the dust cloud with vigilance.

"This! Should we go in, Bardock?"

A Saiyan beside him asked slowly, looking at Bardock with a timid expression.

"No."

After a moment of thought, Bardock shook his head and said calmly.

"We must not intervene. To strike now would be an insult to that warrior, and besides, we are powerless to help; the gap in strength is too vast. Moving now would only be courting death."

Hearing Bardock's words, another Saiyan nearby said with some dissatisfaction.

"That's not necessarily true. We haven't even fought Frieza yet, so how do you know we aren't his match?"

Bardock glanced at the Saiyan but remained silent; some things were for him alone to know.

Although they might not have fought Frieza, it was different for Bardock.

After all, Bardock had previously resisted an energy ball fired by Frieza, and he had felt that overwhelming power at that time.

That immense force was something he could never hope to resist. If not for the surge of ki Kast had sent over later, he feared that not only he, but the entire Planet Vegeta would have been destroyed long ago.

Furthermore, based on the current situation, the power Frieza had displayed before was only in his first form. Now that he had transformed, the power he could unleash was surely even greater than before—a level of strength that was completely beyond his reach.

Even so, Bardock had a premonition. He felt that there was still a greater power within Kast that had yet to be released, a power that, once unleashed, would be no less terrifying than Frieza's.

Thinking of this, Bardock looked back toward the dust cloud.

"Everything depends on you now! Kast!"

Up ahead.

Soon, as the smoke began to dissipate, the figures of Kast and Frieza were revealed.

The scene inside was both unexpected and yet within reason.

Kast's arm was raised high, blocking his head, while Frieza's right leg was planted firmly against Kast's arm.

Seeing this, Bardock, who had already sensed something, couldn't help but let a smile surface on his face.

For Frieza, however, it was a different story; a strike that should have been fatal had been blocked.

"Eh?"

With a cry of surprise, Frieza looked at Kast, who had parried his attack, raised an eyebrow, and said playfully.

"I didn't expect you to have hidden strength."

Hearing Frieza's words, Kast curled his lips into a faint smile.

"Otherwise, how would I dare to provoke you so easily, 'King' Frieza?"

As he spoke, Kast raised his head, grabbed the lower leg Frieza had used to attack his head, and tossed him away.

"This is!?"

In the distance, as the smoke cleared completely, Bardock and the others finally saw Kast's current appearance.

"His appearance seems to have changed a little!"