Even Son Goku seemed surprised that Vegeta would refuse so resolutely at such a life-or-death moment.
This left him feeling lost for a time.
"You..."
Just as Son Goku was about to say something, he was silenced by Vegeta's glare that seemed to spit fire.
Just as the two were arguing, another earth-shattering roar came from mid-air!
Piccolo and Hirudegarn, two towering giants, engaged in an extremely fierce hand-to-hand combat!
Each clash of fists and feet shattered large swathes of clouds, and the escaping shockwaves swept away patches of ruins on the ground.
But it was clear to anyone with a discerning eye that Piccolo was at a disadvantage.
In fact, if it were the previous Hirudegarn, Piccolo might have already taken it down with his power!
Unexpectedly, this guy suddenly transformed from a fragile character who could evade damage into a defensively specialized turtle shell, turning his former weakness into a strength...
Each of his attacks could only leave a fleeting white mark on Hirudegarn's dark red carapace, while each of his opponent's counterattacks caused his massive body to tremble violently.
The orange aura that flickered around him grew weaker and weaker, and his heavy breathing betrayed his rapid loss of strength.
Piccolo's eyes narrowed, and seizing the moment Hirudegarn threw a punch, he narrowly dodged to the side.
Immediately afterwards, he stretched his arms forward!
Those two arms, like two thick, green pythons, stretched infinitely in an instant, tightly wrapping around Hirudegarn's neck!
Since the outer armor cannot be broken, then we should break through the weak points that are not covered by armor!
A glint of cunning and ruthlessness, almost human-like, flashed in Hirudegarn's scarlet, beastly eyes.
Its massive body once again entered a state of ethereal transformation without warning, instantly turning into a viscous black mist!
Piccolo's two super-long arms instantly lost their target, waving helplessly in the air towards the cloud of black mist.
not good!
Alarm bells rang in Piccolo's mind, and he immediately prepared to retract his arms.
But it was too late.
Just as he was about to retract his arms, Hirudegarn reappeared in the black mist without warning!
It suddenly extended two giant claws covered in dark red carapace and grabbed Piccolo's two long arms that were still in mid-air and had no time to retract!
"Roar--!!!"
With a cruel roar, Hirudegarn swung his claws out to the sides!
Hiss--!!!!!!
A huge, ear-piercing tearing sound resounded throughout the entire sky!
Piccolo's shoulders suddenly felt empty!
The two enormous, severed arms were casually discarded by Hirudegarn, turning into specks of light and dissipating in mid-air.
Green blood gushed out from where Piccolo's arm had been severed!
" Piccolo!"
Upon seeing this, Son Goku exclaimed in alarm with worry, letting out a horrified roar!
He turned his head sharply and roared anxiously at Vegeta, who was equally stunned by the scene beside him.
"Did you see that, Vegeta?!"
"If this continues, we'll all die here!"
Vegeta gritted his teeth and remained silent.
That cruel and bloody scene also had a huge impact on his heart, but his proud self-esteem remained an insurmountable obstacle for him.
Piccolo let out a muffled groan of pain.
He forcefully activated the energy within his body, causing his arms to regenerate.
But visibly, his aura dimmed, and his massive body even staggered, almost falling to the ground.
The recovery from his injuries further depleted his already dwindling energy and stamina.
Son Goku looked at the stubborn and unreasonable Vegeta and fell into a brief silence.
He knew that yelling like that would be pointless.
He took a deep breath and spoke slowly again.
This time, his voice lacked anxiety and anger; instead, it carried an unexpected calmness.
" Chi-Chi contacted me before we set off..."
Tell me... Bulma's child has been born...
Upon hearing these words, a monstrous storm raged within Vegeta's heart.
His face froze.
His stubborn, cold pupils also trembled almost imperceptibly.
He remained silent, and the aura around him, which had been restless due to anger, became noticeably disordered.
Son Goku didn't look at him, but continued talking to himself, a gentle smile even slowly appearing on his lips.
"When Gohan was born, I didn't really know what it meant to be a father."
"But at that time, I was also waiting outside Chi-Chi's hospital room. I still remember... that inexplicable tension and anticipation..."
"Later, Gohan made me realize that becoming a father meant losing a lot of training time!"
"That little guy has always been clingy to me since he was little, so I simply can't concentrate on my cultivation and ignore him."
Son Goku looked at Vegeta's tense profile and sighed softly.
"Actually... you shouldn't have come out with me..."
" Bulma just asked me about your recent situation..."
"If you had been by her side just now, perhaps she would have been very happy..."
"I think I understand your thoughts to some extent."
"Perhaps... he's not ready to be a father yet?"
Son Goku wore a knowing smile, as if to say, "I've been there too."
Vegeta's fists had become clenched tightly without him even realizing it.
His body even began to tremble slightly.
His pride, his self-esteem, and his innate sense of honor as Saiyan Prince are undergoing an unprecedented tearing and struggle in the face of the incredibly heavy yet strangely warm word "father."
Just then, Son Goku's gaze suddenly became extremely solemn.
He stared intently into Vegeta's eyes and spoke slowly and deliberately.
" Vegeta!"
"I remember... you always cared a lot about me saving you..."
"So now..."
"I want to ask you for a favor..."
"Could you... save me just this once?"