The 'Behind-the-Scenes' King, A Bold Idea

All the Saiyans looked at one another, Renar included. None of them understood.

Why keep King Vegeta alive?

Sack offered no explanation and simply flung King Vegeta down.

"Renar, your strength is enough to suppress any unrest."

The moment he finished speaking, a beam of light shot into the sky in the distance.

Sack's eyes turned vicious.

Someone actually dared to run.

He raised a hand, and a pillar of energy roared toward the speck of light rising into the air.

All the Saiyans kneeling on the ground looked up in confusion. They saw the dazzling light, still lost and bewildered, when an earth-shaking explosion rang out.

Everyone shuddered. No one dared look at the sky, and they lowered their heads again.

King Vegeta was brutal, but at least he had ruled for a long time. Everyone was familiar with him. As long as they did not act recklessly, their lives were basically not in danger.

But the one before them had only just seized the throne, and he had already killed no small number of people. He even dared to kill the people arranged by Lord Frieza. He was simply audacious beyond belief.

It was not that no one among them wanted to resist, but the true experts were not here, and no one dared rebel against the ruthless Renar.

Seeing that he had dealt with one ant, Sack shifted his gaze back.

"You can run. In the future, I'll design a new set of rules. If you don't follow them, the entire Saiyan race will hunt you down."

The Saiyans buried their heads even lower.

Sack did not think much of this group of Saiyans at all.

If the combatants returned, some of them would definitely have already begun resisting.

But now...

"Renar, follow the plan. Find a few trustworthy people and bring them here."

After saying that, Sack followed his memories and flew toward his original residence.

The palace had already collapsed and definitely could not be lived in, so he could only go there for the time being.

On the way back to Planet Vegeta, he had already told Renar that he needed a group of people he could trust.

Or people she was familiar with would work too.

Sack had such people as well, but he did not want to make contact with them himself.

A battle power of over four hundred thousand was nowhere near enough to support ultra-long-distance Instant Transmission. He needed some people to go to various planets and act as beacons.

After returning to his residence, Sack sank his mind inward and arrived among the eight hundred forty million Giant Elephant Particles.

In the star field formed by giant elephants, more than ten thousand particles continuously rose and fell, flickering with light and releasing tyrannical energy storms.

"Damn it. Still no good. The Heaven and Earth Furnace was an accident. The many wondrous arts further on simply can't be cultivated."

"In this universe, there simply aren't that many strong people for me to devour and cultivate with. What am I supposed to do?"

Sack sensed that he could make progress, but the speed was far from satisfactory.

The heaven-and-earth vitality was sufficient, but it was not rich.

"I need to think of a way. It's too late to kill those people now. Frieza already knows. In half a year at most, Frieza will definitely descend with overwhelming force."

Sack's heart smoldered with anger.

He had finally broken through, but he had still only awakened fewer than two thousand additional particles. He was still short more than eighty thousand particles from the basic battle power of three million needed to transform into a Super Saiyan.

"There's one other method: grasp the power of rules."

Sack looked at the particle embryos rapidly absorbing and exhaling vitality and smiled bitterly.

The rules of the Dragon Ball World were even harder to comprehend.

He knew Instant Transmission, but it absolutely did not belong to the rules of space.

"Frieza really is a headache in the early stage. Even according to the original work, he's a major boss. What should I do?"

The Heaven and Earth Furnace swam through his body, absorbing and exhaling all kinds of energy.

Sack watched quietly, his mind frantically combing through everything in the Dragon Ball World.

"Right."

Sack thought of something, and his figure flashed, vanishing from the room.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in a hall filled with a sense of technology.

Seeing all sorts of aliens busily working, he let out a breath of relief.

"Assemble."

"Damn it, who are you? You dare order us around? Do you know—"

One alien had only just opened his mouth when a beam of light flashed past. He dropped dead on the spot, blood and flesh splattering everywhere.

"You—"

Sack's eyes narrowed slightly as he sensed the strength of the group. With a beckoning hand, a vast mass of ki gathered into an energy bullet.

The energy rose into the air and, following Sack's will, locked onto its targets.

Twelve rays of light shot out, killing twelve aliens in an instant.

The remaining people were scared out of their wits, staring blankly at Sack.

"You... how dare you?"

"Damn it, we were sent here by Lord Frieza! You dare kill us?"

"Exactly! Where is your King Vegeta? I'm going to tell him and have you killed!"

Sack's gaze turned cold.

It seemed killing those few people still was not enough to intimidate them.

The giant elephant raged, and immense pressure filled the entire space. In an instant, the wind shrieked.

Even the Saiyans could not withstand Sack's pressure, let alone these even weaker aliens.

With a series of slaps, they dropped to their knees. Blood spilled across the floor, and a reeking stench filled the entire hall.

The energy ball spun, and three more rays of light shot out.

The aliens knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling. As they listened to their companions' screams, a stream of liquid flowed out from their bodies.

"Now, activate the healing equipment."

After speaking, Sack withdrew his aura.

The group of aliens shakily got to their feet, not daring to move.

"Do you want to die?"

Sack's voice was cold and sinister, like an emissary from hell.

"No matter how strong Frieza is, he can't save you now."

As soon as he said this, the aliens rushed off one after another to activate the equipment.

Sack watched the equipment in the center of the hall rumble into operation.

This thing was still something he had never seen with his own eyes before, and he was extremely curious.

"My Lord, it has been activated. Who needs treatment?"

A thoughtful look flashed through Sack's eyes.

His ki sense spread outward, notifying Renar to come over.

"Me."

The aliens were instantly dumbfounded.

You're perfectly fine, so why the hell would you waste countless resources on treatment?

Sack ignored them. His body moved like a fledgling swallow returning to the nest, flying into the opening in the central equipment before sitting down cross-legged.

"Close it, then start the healing equipment."

The aliens hurriedly lowered their heads and began operating it.

The stench of blood and urine in the hall had yet to disperse, and the air was still as cold as a blade.

They were unwilling to gamble with their own lives.

Renar soon came in. Looking at Sack, she opened her mouth.

What was this now?

Sack said nothing and gave her a look.

His heart hardened. The giant elephants within him trembled and all rioted at once.

Pfft!

A large mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Sack visibly wilted.

Renar clenched both fists, and her powerful aura once again suppressed the entire hall.

The aliens tragically dropped to their knees again.

"King Vegeta has already been defeated. The Saiyans are under his and my command now. If you want to live, then treat him properly."

Renar looked at the aliens with a baleful gaze. Her killing intent was even heavier than Sack's.

Sack's current actions definitely had some deeper meaning. All she needed to do was follow his plan through.

The aliens could only tremble and nod.

"Why aren't you moving?"

One of the alien leaders gritted his teeth and crawled up, opening the equipment. A pale green liquid surged out, filling the entire device and submerging Sack.

For the sake of progress, Sack had severely injured himself, attempting to use the Saiyans' great increase in strength after being gravely wounded to help himself cultivate the God Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force.

On the other side, Frieza also received the news.

He looked at the trembling Dodoria and Zarbon.

"Very good. Truly very good. A wild monkey actually took control of the Saiyans. Is King Vegeta really that useless, or is this fellow called Sack truly so powerful?"