Just then...
The mysterious voice that Babidi had spoken to earlier rang out again.
This time, the sound seemed to come from all directions at the same time, carrying an inexplicable sense of oppression.
"Gentlemen, let's not fight amongst ourselves."
"The fact that we've all come here means... we all share a common enemy."
That mysterious voice continued to echo in the deathly silence of the desolate planet.
"You not only share the same target of revenge..."
He paused, as if deliberately enjoying the increasingly unpleasant expressions on Cooler's and Slug's faces.
"And what you all have in common is that your goals for revenge failed because you lacked the strength to achieve them!"
This statement is blunt, harsh, and leaves no room for sentimentality.
Slug's wrinkled old face flushed red instantly. His arm, which had just been shattered by the black claw, throbbed with pain, but it was nothing compared to the intense humiliation he felt at that moment.
Cooler's face was equally gloomy.
His scarlet pupils continued to scan the surroundings, taking in the seemingly omnipresent sound, and a chill emanated from his body.
The voice seemed to be extremely satisfied with the resentment and unwillingness in their hearts at this moment.
His tone suddenly rose, filled with persuasive and inflammatory rhetoric.
"I want to say, you are smart people!"
"I did not choose to be consumed by hatred when I knew there was no chance of winning!"
"And then, I congratulate you on finding this place!"
"I share a common enemy with you!"
"Don't worry! Your time to show your skills will come soon!"
A sinister and triumphant laugh gradually faded away...
Slug clutched his shattered arm, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a sinister glint, trying to pinpoint the true source of the sound.
Who exactly is this guy?
Where is he hiding?
Cooler snorted coldly, outwardly maintaining the aloofness of a former overlord, but inwardly he was already making rapid calculations.
What does this guy mean by "showing off his skills"?
Is it to grant them greater power, or... do they have other uses?
In any case, this might be an opportunity.
Meanwhile, Babidi's cloudy eyes darted around constantly.
He looked at Cooler and Slug, who were both angry and forced to suppress their anger, and a disdainful smirk crept across his lips.
A bunch of idiots who only know how to use brute force.
This pretentious fellow is still in his familiar style!
I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to see his true face!
Perhaps by then...
In a dimly lit room filled with unknown technology and flashing lights from various instruments.
A hunched figure raised his hand, and on the huge holographic screen in front of him, everything on the desolate planet was clearly displayed.
Cooler, Slug, Babidi... their every move was under the watchful eye of this figure.
What are you waiting for?
Just then, from the shadows of the room, another slightly hoarse voice, filled with impatience, rang out.
"This is a golden opportunity!"
The hoarse voice sounded somewhat sharp due to excitement.
"Those undead who have been resurrected for reasons unknown!"
"After being killed again, his soul did not seem to disappear as before, but instead drifted in the universe!"
"This is simply a feast! A feast prepared just for us! Perfect for my use!"
Despite his companion's urgency, the hunched figure remained remarkably calm.
He simply replied, "It's precisely at times like these that we mustn't be hasty!"
His calm and composed tone contrasted sharply with the impatience in his hoarse voice.
"We haven't gotten what we want yet!!"
"Hmph! Inflexible!"
His hoarse voice was filled with dissatisfaction and mockery.
"Now that a better opportunity has arrived, why be so stubborn!"
The hunched figure slowly shook his head, seemingly somewhat disappointed by his companion's shortsightedness.
"This isn't stubbornness; the two aren't contradictory!"
He raised his withered hand and gently tapped the control panel in front of him.
Just you wait and see!
"My baby! He'll surprise us!"
His tone conveyed an undeniable confidence and anticipation, as if he could already foresee the successful completion of some grand plan.
However, the words had barely left his mouth.
The image on the huge holographic screen in front of him suddenly changed without warning!
The figures of the Avengers who were scheming against each other on the desolate planet disappeared, replaced by two spaceships traveling at high speed!
The spherical hull, the clearly visible alternating F's emblem on the side...
It was clearly the symbol of Frieza Force!
The city, filled with towering buildings, is now being engulfed by endless flames and thick smoke.
Undead invaders, roaring as they poured out from the torn spatial rifts, swarmed towards this bustling, densely populated residential planet like tireless locusts.
On the street, the soldiers of Frieza Force peacekeeping force quickly took up their positions.
The flashes of energy guns intertwined into a web of despair as they used their flesh and blood to build the last line of defense, facing the surging tide of monsters with a stance of holding out to the death.
Under the desperate cover of the peacekeeping forces, the civilians cried and pushed each other, but were guided to evacuate to the underground safe zone in a chaotic yet orderly manner.
The tension of life and death hung in the balance, permeating every corner.
Amid the chaos, a strange black shadow, almost blending into the smoke and fire, darted back and forth between the collapsing buildings and towering flames, like a ghost, observing everything on the battlefield.