The Absent Frost

"Mr. Karotis, what is the meaning of this?"

Frost asked with a sinister, questioning tone.

Seemingly oblivious to Frost's abnormality, Wang Shen continued to smile innocently.

His golden pupils revealed just the right amount of greed for money.

"Mr. Frost, what about the tenfold price you promised me?"

Upon hearing this, the gentle smile on Frost's face vanished completely, and he said coldly:

"Rest assured, I will not go back on my word."

No sooner had Frost finished speaking than Shazad immediately pressed a button.

In an instant, a laser beam crashed down from above Wang Shen's head.

Boom!

In the eyes of Frost and the others, Wang Shen, who appeared weak and slow to react, took the full force of the laser.

Wang Shen stood dazed on the spot, a wisp of white smoke rising from his brilliant golden hair, as if he had already lost all signs of life.

"Heh, overestimating yourself!"

Frost sneered, casually condensing an energy wave, intending to destroy Wang Shen's corpse.

"You think you're qualified to trade with me?"

"I hate Saiyans the most. Always acting so righteous, catching criminals everywhere, maintaining the order of the universe—you've arrested so many of my subordinates, ruined so many of my deals, and caused me incalculable losses."

"You should all be paying me back tenfold. Sooner or later, I will destroy Planet Sadala and kill every last Saiyan."

"Then, there will be no one left to hinder my plans."

On the surface, Frost was a dashing gentleman who had won the Universe Peace Prize three times.

But in reality.

Frost was a cruel and vicious demon, just like Frieza.

He would incite wars only to quell them himself, buy up war-torn land for a pittance, and then make a fortune through the rights to redevelop and revitalize it.

This was the true nature of Frost's business!

Just as Frost's energy wave was about to be fired.

Unexpectedly.

"Are you finished confessing your crimes?"

Wang Shen suddenly moved again, reaching out to firmly grab Frost's wrist.

He then squeezed his fingers slightly.

A sharp pain surged instantly; the white wrist guard shattered, the purple skin caved in, and the sound of cracking bone could even be heard.

With his hand losing all sensation, the energy wave naturally dissipated.

Frost gritted his teeth, his face flushed red, his eyes bulging with rage.

"Your strength! How is this possible?"

It wasn't just Frost; the surrounding soldiers of the Peacekeeping Force also stared at this scene in disbelief.

Shazad was the quickest to react.

He pressed the button repeatedly, and a continuous stream of lasers rained down on Wang Shen's head once more.

Wang Shen's gaze sharpened, and he said coldly:

"I was playing along with you before, but now, I can't let those fall anymore."

With that, an invisible shockwave radiated from Wang Shen's body in all directions.

The laser cannons overhead were destroyed, and the beams vanished into nothingness.

Shazad and the other soldiers who had just picked up their weapons were all blown away.

Under the powerful impact, they crashed through the ship's bulkhead and were cast into the vacuum of space, where they suffocated and froze into lifelike ice sculptures.

Frost didn't care in the slightest about their lives, keeping his eyes locked on Wang Shen with a cold, ruthless gaze.

He was like a vicious, menacing ice snake.

"Damn Saiyan, you're asking for death!"

Frost erupted with a burst of power, using all his strength to wrench his wrist free from Wang Shen's large hand.

Frost hid his hand behind his back, still trembling from the intense pain.

Wang Shen looked at the gnashing, furious Frost with a playful expression.

"It won't be me dying today; on the contrary, your subordinates have all been dealt with."

Frost was driven to rage by shame, staring gritted-teeth at this Saiyan who showed no signs of energy fluctuations.

He had spent so many years playing with the people of the universe, relying on the persona of a righteous messenger he had crafted for himself.

To think that today, I would be toyed with by a mere Saiyan!

A terrifying suction force surged once again from the hole in the ship, pulling at the bodies of Wang Shen and Frost, threatening to cast them out into the vacuum of space.

Yet, to their credit, Wang Shen and Frost remained unmoved, their gazes locked onto one another.

Frost's heart skipped a beat as he finally realized the gravity of the situation.

"Impossible, you can actually survive in a vacuum!"

"You are absolutely not a Saiyan! No Saiyan looks like this!"

Frost roared in shock.

He could not accept the reality of being played for a fool by the very Saiyans he loathed.

"What is happening here?"

"Who goes there!?"

"Lord Frost."

Another group of soldiers from the so-called Peacekeeping Force rushed in.

But before they could grasp the situation or even raise their weapons, Wang Shen flicked his hand, and they were tossed out into the cosmos to fend for themselves.

"There, now your subordinates are truly taken care of."

Wang Shen had already tucked away the Shuttle Cube.

He looked at Frost now as if he were a rabid dog waiting to be slaughtered.

"Arghhhhh! Saiyan! I will tear you to pieces!"

Frost had finally reached the peak of his fury.

Because Wang Shen had completely suppressed his aura, the arrogant Frost merely viewed him as a Saiyan with a bit of strength and raw power.

Boom!

A pale purple aura erupted from Frost's entire body, his internal energy skyrocketing frantically.

The entire ship was obliterated by the sheer force of Frost's outburst, shattering into countless fragments that drifted through the starry void.

After a flash of intense light, Frost transformed directly into his final form.

His slender body was composed of white, black, and purple.

He looked almost identical to Frieza from Universe 7.

Wang Shen nodded and spoke:

"I didn't get to see Frieza back then, so today, you shall serve to make up for that regret."

"Since you claim you will destroy Planet Sadala sooner or later, I suppose I am saving the Saiyans."

Though he had no idea who Frieza was, Frost could feel Wang Shen's utter contempt.

Veins bulged on his forehead as he lunged toward Wang Shen, unable to wait a moment longer, bellowing:

"Delusional! I've changed my mind. Once I kill you, I'll head straight to Planet Sadala to destroy it, and then I'll announce to the public that you were all wiped out by a massive meteor impact!"

"And finally, I'll use your extinction to further promote my image as a messenger of peace."

"Oh, hahahahaha!"

Imagining that scene, Frost couldn't help but let out a twisted, maniacal laugh.

"You really are disgusting; I want to kill you even more now."

Wang Shen shook his head, looking at the hideous expression on Frost's face with visible revulsion.

He could even see the poison needle hidden at his wrist.

By now, Frost had already charged right in front of Wang Shen.

"Saiyan, die!"

Wang Shen simply stood his ground, landing a plain, straightforward punch directly into Frost's abdomen.

A surge of force pierced straight through him.

Frost vomited a massive mouthful of blood, his internal organs shattered.

He finally looked up at Wang Shen with a face full of terror.

Wang Shen turned his fist into a palm, unleashing a terrifying shockwave that expanded rapidly, enveloping Frost's entire body.

It consumed Frost completely, turning him into nothing more than dust in the cosmic void.

Just like the real estate business he ran, he had used his own body to add a brick to the foundation of the universe.

Wang Shen shook his hand, his expression indifferent, as if he had just performed a trivial task.

After a moment of contemplation, he muttered:

"With one Frost gone, I wonder if the future martial arts tournament between Universe 6 and Universe 7 will result in Cabba inviting Caulifla to the stage early?"