"The second wish—"
Chen Mo looked up at Porunga and opened his mouth.
He had barely uttered the first syllable in Namekian.
Then his body vanished.
It wasn't Instant Transmission.
It was a completely uncontrollable spatial displacement.
In less than a tenth of a second, Chen Mo's view shifted from the plaza outside New Planet Namek's Grand Elder's Hall to the pitch-black depths of space.
Inertia sent his body tumbling twice through the vacuum.
His first reaction was to spread his ki over his entire body, forming a protective barrier against cosmic radiation and extreme temperature differences.
The life-saving technique Android 18 had taught him saved his life at that moment.
His second reaction was to sense.
He closed his eyes and spread his ki perception outward.
There was nothing.
No.
It wasn't that there was nothing.
Something was blocking his perception.
A translucent pale-blue barrier enveloped an area roughly three hundred meters around him. Like a massive bubble, it isolated him in the depths of space.
Inside the barrier, his perception was crystal clear.
Outside it, there was only dead silence.
He couldn't "see" the direction of New Planet Namek, couldn't sense Porunga's ki, and couldn't detect the energy signatures of any living beings.
Instant Transmission required locking onto a target's ki.
If he couldn't lock on, he couldn't jump back.
"Beautiful." Chen Mo gritted his teeth.
He had learned Instant Transmission less than three minutes ago, only to have it sealed by a countermeasure.
This universe really gave him no face at all.
He turned his head.
At the edge of the barrier floated a small, thin alien.
Gray-skinned and noseless, with a pair of short horns curving backward from his head. He wore the Frieza Force's standard battle armor, and a special insignia was printed on his