Heavenly Might

"Heh heh, I'm here."

Moro appeared beside Terea and pressed one hand against his arm. Terea's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to retaliate, he discovered that his entire body had gone limp, and his consciousness swiftly sank into darkness.

A ball of energy was stripped from Terea's body. Moro held it beneath his nose and sniffed it before stuffing it directly into his mouth. Chewing, he commented, "The quality is much better than before. Although there's less of it, it can somewhat replenish my depleted strength."

"Terea!!" the Namekian elder cried out in anguish.

"Don't shout. You're giving me a headache."

Moro dug a finger into his ear, frowning unhappily at the Namekian elder. He then ordered King Cold's subordinates to search the room where they had previously sensed strange energy for the Dragon Balls. Before long, they found a Dragon Ball the size of a soccer ball.

"Lord Moro, it really is a Dragon Ball," the alien said ingratiatingly, holding it out.

Moro took the Dragon Ball and glanced at it, then nodded. He said to the Namekian elder, "Tell me where the remaining Dragon Balls are. Hand them over obediently, and I can spare this planet."

The elder spat and said mournfully, "Even if you kill me, I will never tell a demon like you where the Dragon Balls are."

"Sigh, then don't blame me for being rude." Moro shook his head regretfully and pointed at the elder, about to absorb his life energy. Suddenly, a green figure flashed past. Zamasu emerged from behind a rock and pulled the Namekian elder aside.

"Zamasu, you..."

"Elder, leave quickly," Zamasu said righteously.

The man who had once thought day and night about annihilating mortals had finally stepped forward to protect them.

At the sight of the suddenly