Towa's figure disappeared into the wormhole at the last moment, and the distorted space quickly closed, restoring the unchanging dim yellow sky of Planet Vampa.
Paragus hovered in mid-air, a hint of regret barely concealed in his single eye.
He shook his head dejectedly, his voice hoarse, as if talking to himself.
"Are they... afraid of Frieza Force...?"
If only we could catch those two, maybe we could leave with them or get a way out of this hellish planet from them.
What a pity.
His gaze slowly moved down and landed on his tall and robust son.
The expression of regret vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely serious and cold demeanor.
He landed slowly on the ground, walked up to Broly, and questioned him sharply.
"Who are those guys?"
Broly trembled at his father's tone and shook his head repeatedly.
His eyes were filled with panic, like a child who had made a mistake.
"I... I don't know..."
"They... they suddenly appeared... and wanted to hurt Ba..."
Broly's voice was low, filled with obvious fear.
Paragus followed Broly's gaze and glanced indifferently at the weakened giant beast on the ground.
Of course he remembered this guy.
When Broly was a child, he underwent so-called "training" with this beast and even foolishly became its friend.
To sever this weak emotion that would affect his cultivation, Paragus personally used an energy wave to blast off one of the giant beast's ears.
From then on, every time the beast saw Broly, it would fly into a rage out of fear and attack him.
The objective has been achieved.
But Paragus never expected that his foolish son Broly would still be so hung up on that beast.
Just as he was about to reprimand him, Paragus keenly sensed something was amiss.
He clearly remembered that the monster's fur was green.
Now, however, it has turned into an eerie purplish-black color, and the surface of its scales even gleams with an ominous metallic sheen.
More importantly, a chillingly evil aura emanated from its dying body.
This aura is somewhat similar to the demonic energy emanating from those two mysterious figures earlier.
Paragus's brain was working at lightning speed.
The two mysterious people who escaped... the monster's mutation...
He immediately deduced that the two people had definitely come for the thing that had triggered the monster's mutation!
A treasure that can make ordinary wild beasts suddenly become much stronger in a short period of time!
In an instant, intense curiosity and greed surged into Paragus's heart.
He ignored Broly and strode toward the dying Ba.
Broly was horrified at the sight.
He didn't know what his father was going to do, but his animalistic instincts told him that it was definitely not a good thing.
Driven by the instinct to protect his former friend, his body reacted almost instinctively, without much thought.
Broly flashed in front of Paragus, blocking his path and opening his arms without hesitation.
"Father..."
His voice trembled slightly.
"... What do you want to do?"
Paragus looked at his tall son, his single eye filled with gloom.
He questioned coldly.
"What? You still want to stop me?"
Broly's tall frame trembled slightly, and he instinctively shrank back.
"Father... Father, are you going to hurt Ba?"
His face was full of fear, but he didn't take a single step back, stubbornly blocking the middle of the road.
Paragus glared at his disobedient son and snorted coldly.
He flipped his hand, and a silver-gray remote control appeared in his palm.
He would not allow his authority to be disobeyed in any way.
The moment Broly saw the remote control, the fear in his eyes almost overflowed.
His burly body convulsed violently instinctively, and his voice trembled with tears.
"Father... please, please don't..."
Paragus, his face grim, had his finger already pressed on the power button on the remote control, and he shouted sternly.
"Get out of the way!"
"I need to see what happened to this beast's body... If I get angry, I might just kill it!"
Broly's face turned deathly pale instantly.
Without further hesitation, he quickly stepped aside, clearing the way for Ba.
He stammered an apology, his head bowed so low it was almost buried in his chest.
"Yes, I'm sorry, Father!"
Paragus let out another cold snort before finally putting away the remote control with satisfaction.
He strode over to Ba, who lay in a pool of blood.
Seemingly sensing the approach of a strange and dangerous aura, Ba, who was already struggling to breathe, let out a low, warning growl from her throat.
Paragus completely ignored this feeble threat.
His single eye was fixed on Ba's fur, which gleamed with a purplish-black metallic sheen, his gaze burning with greed.
On this guy's body!
Something absolutely incredible has happened!
Under Broly's extremely tense gaze, Paragus scrutinized him for a long time, then a fake smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
He turned his head and looked at his anxious son.
"Don't worry, I can't bear to kill it now."
"But the prerequisite is that you can keep it in check!"
Upon hearing that Ba wouldn't die, Broly's tense nerves instantly relaxed, and he felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders.
He quickly responded loudly, afraid that his father would change his mind.
"I! I will do my best, Father!"
Unbeknownst to them, in the depths of space, a spherical spaceship bearing the insignia of Frieza Force was tearing through the vacuum at an extremely high speed, frantically traversing through a dense asteroid belt.
Behind it, several menacing armed spaceships, covered in damage and repair marks, relentlessly pursued it.
Blinding laser beams, like a torrential downpour, poured in from behind, leaving trails of death against the dark backdrop of space.
Inside the Legion spaceship, red lights flashed wildly in the cockpit, and a piercing alarm blared, almost tearing eardrums apart.
A female alien with short white hair and light green skin stared intently at the dense red dots approaching on the Dragon Radar screen, her face filled with panic.
"Hurry up! Lemo! Faster!"
Cheelai's voice became shrill due to tension.
"They're catching up! Are you even capable of anything?!"
In the driver's seat, a short, orange-skinned alien was calmly operating the complex control panel in front of him.
He even had the leisure to glance at his boisterous companion beside him.
"Our spaceships are the Legion's latest models, far superior in performance to those junk ships behind us, and there's no immediate risk of us being overtaken."
"This is my first mission! And this happens on my very first one!"
Cheelai didn't listen at all, clutching her hair with both hands, looking like she was about to break down.
"I just wanted an easy job to get by! Why did this happen?!"
"Patrol officers are inherently more likely to encounter unexpected events in their work."
Lemo retorted without turning his head.
"You were the one who thought this position was the easiest, and insisted on teaming up with me."
"What's the use of saying all this now! It's too late!"
Cheelai impatiently interrupted him, pointing to the increasingly intense artillery fire behind them.
"Find a way to shake them off quickly! I don't want to die here!"
Lemo glanced at the Dragon Radar, his fingers flying across the control panel. The ship deftly swerved to the side, narrowly avoiding a main gun attack.
"If I just wanted to get rid of them, I could have done it a long time ago."
"Then why don't you..."
Cheelai suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
Following Lemo's gaze, she saw a faint signal source flickering in the corner of the control panel.
That was an extremely ancient distress signal from Frieza Force.