Dragon Ball: Collaborating with Frieza to Destroy Planet Vegeta

Chapter 15: The Beginning of Hell Mode!

Planet Vegeta had been destroyed.

Various beings from the universe returned to their respective spacecrafts, preparing to follow the main ship back.

On the main ship, Frieza was still in high spirits.

"That was simply marvelous!"

"Right, Mr. Zarbon, Mr. Dodoria?"

"Yes, a beautiful explosion!" Zarbon and Dodoria replied in unison.

"Ahahaha..."

After a moment of glee, Zarbon suddenly spoke, "Lord Frieza, with the destruction of Planet Vegeta, the Saiyan race is nearly extinct!"

"Now, only a small squad of wandering Saiyan warriors remains."

"What should we do with them?"

Zarbon and Dodoria knew that Frieza had spared this group of wandering Saiyans on a whim, mainly to irritate King Vegeta.

But now that Planet Vegeta was gone, these Saiyans had no more use. To avoid future problems, it made sense to wipe them all out!

Frieza lightly tapped a small spacecraft with his tail as he pondered. Despite the legends that Saiyans could become Super Saiyans—a potential nemesis for the Frost Demons—Frieza was more curious than fearful. If all Saiyans were destroyed, he might never witness this legendary transformation.

He hesitated, then suddenly thought of something.

"With Planet Vegeta gone, that means the army has lost many mercenaries, right?"

"Yes!" Zarbon quickly responded.

"In that case, let's have these surviving Saiyans take their place, earning more money for me!"

"Not a moment's rest!"

"Ahahaha... you are truly a genius, my lord!"

Zarbon and Dodoria exchanged worried glances. They were concerned, knowing that Saiyans were notoriously strong and difficult to control. Bardock's recent actions had already raised some concerns, and Mu Chuan's rapidly increasing power was nearing their own levels. How could they feel at ease?

As Frieza was about to make his decision, Zarbon stepped forward, resolute.

"Lord Frieza, I have a suggestion, if I may?"

"Oh? Go ahead, Mr. Zarbon," Frieza replied with interest, eager to hear more.

"Recently, the borders of our empire have been facing frequent incursions from other forces, and they are becoming quite troublesome. I suggest we send these Saiyans to guard our borders. We cannot allow these other forces to roam freely!"

Frieza's eyes narrowed, and his demeanor shifted. Though often amiable, he was still the emperor of the universe—far from soft-spoken. Not only was he an emperor, but also the biggest business magnate in the universe. The fact that someone dared to infringe upon his territory was unacceptable.

"Who?"

"The Cooler's Armored Squadron!"

Zarbon lowered his head, knowing what kind of reaction Lord Frieza would have after hearing his words. He didn't dare to breathe loudly.

Crack!

A sharp sound echoed as Frieza's tail struck and cracked the small spacecraft, a clear sign of his inner turmoil and anger.

"Interesting! Very interesting!"

"I understand now. Let's have those wandering Saiyans lead the others to guard the borders. If they encounter the Cooler's Armored Squadron, they are to engage immediately!"

"Any consequences, I will bear them!"

With that, Frieza lost interest and dismissed the conversation.

The Cooler's Armored Squadron was the top squad under Frieza's brother, Cooler, similar to Frieza's own elite force, the Ginyu Force. They possessed top-tier combat power, enough to sweep across the universe.

Now, with the Cooler'sbForce intruding on the borders of Frieza's territory, it signaled that Cooler might be making a move. The entire universe was ruled by the Frost Demon race, with Frieza controlling most of it, while King Cold and Cooler occupied smaller regions. However, the Cooler's Armored Squadron's involvement suggested something significant.

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When Mu Chuan heard that they were being sent to guard the universe's borders, he was shocked. Furthermore, he learned that the Cooler's Armored Squadron was causing disturbances there, which made him uneasy.

The Cooler's Armored Squadron alone wasn't the main concern; their combat power was around tens of thousands, which Mu Chuan could handle as a stepping stone for training. However, the real problem was that Cooler, a member of the Frost Demon race, was behind them—a being with terrifying innate talent. In his fully powered form, Cooler's combat power reached 470 million.

If they provoked Cooler, Mu Chuan couldn't imagine how badly things could end. He wasn't even willing to challenge Frieza yet, let alone Cooler, who was even more formidable. Before Frieza had faced near-death experiences and truly understood the importance of training, his combat power was significantly lower than Cooler's.

Mu Chuan fell into a long silence.

The other evil Saiyans didn't fully grasp the situation they were about to face. Seeing their leader's grave expression, they sensed a foreboding feeling. One Saiyan cautiously asked, "Boss, is there a problem with guarding the borders?"

"Heh, a problem?" Mu Chuan's face was dark as a storm.

"The problem is huge. The force disturbing the universe's borders is the Cooler's Armored Squadron!"

"Each of them has a combat power in the tens of thousands!"

"If that were the only issue, it would be manageable. But behind them stands an even more terrifying figure—Frieza's brother, Cooler!"

"He's an even more fearsome being than Frieza. If we go against him, we won't even leave behind a trace!"

As Mu Chuan finished speaking, the Saiyans were shocked, their expressions showing their uncontrolled fear.

It wasn't that they were inexperienced; they were, after all, lower-class warriors, and most had been imprisoned for breaking the rules. Naturally, they weren't aware of the broader events in the universe.

Moreover, this wasn't an ordinary matter!