The Disaster on New Planet Namek

"Are the Dragon Balls you mentioned on this planet?" Goat Moro looked at King Cold's soldier with his gaunt face. Unable to replenish his life force, Moro's voice was weak.

The alien traveling with him immediately replied, "Rest assured, Lord Moro, the information is absolutely reliable. The Namekian Dragon Balls can grant any wish. Back then, King Cold intended to seize their Dragon Balls, but King Chilled got there first, so he could only settle for other planets."

This alien did not know that King Cold had deliberately chosen to give up on the Namekian Dragon Balls back then.

Moro nodded after hearing this, and his urgent mood relaxed somewhat. Glancing over the vast, desolate New Planet Namek, he waved his hand. Countless masses of white glowing energy immediately emerged from the ground and gathered into a dazzling sphere of energy.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the energy in one gulp, his expression becoming more relaxed.

"Lord Moro, what was that...?" The alien beside him was stunned.

"Just replenishing a little energy. There are not many living things on this planet, but the vitality contained within the planet is extremely abundant." After consuming a life energy sphere, Moro looked slightly younger, though his limbs remained incredibly gaunt.

"I-I see..." The alien gave a dry laugh.

Hidden behind a rock, Zamasu's expression darkened when he saw Moro casually absorb the planet's energy. "That is the energy the Supreme Kais bestow upon life-bearing planets, and he actually extracted it..." He looked at the Namekian child beside him and instructed, "If you want to live, do not make a sound. Suppress your presence."

"Mm." The Namekian child held his breath, suppressing his presence until he was like a plant.

Zamasu took a deep breath and stared toward Moro, feeling as though a