"Nappa, right, his name is Nappa! A treasure? Is that so? Let him come over."
"Great King!" Nappa knelt on both knees without a shred of dignity, holding a sword that gleamed with a cold light in his hands.
"I am indebted to the Great King for taking me in. Having no other way to repay you, I have specially come to present this treasure!" His voice was like a booming bell, causing the patrolling soldiers in the distance to look over.
King Cold was not afraid of Nappa assassinating him. The gap in strength between the two sides was too great; even if he stood still, Nappa's battle power of 4,000 could not break his defense.
King Cold stood up and took the long sword. He frequently traveled across the universe to collect treasures, so his eye for quality was top-notch. He recognized the extraordinary nature of this sword at a single glance.
"Forged from Katchin, and the casting craftsmanship seems to be a technique from the South Galaxy. It definitely comes from the hands of a master craftsman. Huh, this sword seems to have slain some terrifying life form. Truly remarkable..."
He held the sword, turning his wrist occasionally. He felt the weight of the blade was perfect, and the edge was unstoppable. Even without using any strength, it felt as if it could split the air itself.
"It is indeed a good sword. Does it have a name?"
Nappa lowered his head: "It is named the Hero's Sword."
"A good name. There must be an interesting story inside it. I like this gift very much."
Although King Cold was not as clear-cut in his rewards and punishments as Frieza, it couldn't be said that he would send a subordinate who just presented a heavy treasure to be part of a suicide squad immediately. Things weren't done that way.
He pondered for a moment: "You don't need to worry about Frieza's side. I will speak to him. From now on, you will follow me."
"Thank you for taking me in!"
For a brief moment, Nappa actually entertained the idea of selling out "Vegeta" and working for King Cold thereafter. However, he sized up King Cold's subordinates. These aliens looked at him with extremely unkind eyes. He was all alone, without a single backer. Joining the team here would definitely lead to exclusion and discrimination.
He could endure those things, but he was afraid of being thrown out as a scapegoat or simply sent out to execute a mission certain to result in death.
After hesitating for a bit, he strengthened his conviction. He would continue to mix with "Vegeta"!
having just obtained the precious sword, King Cold was like a child who had received a new toy. Seeing that his subordinates had suffered significant casualties, he immediately had the intention to test the sword.
"All of you, stand back."
The subordinates hurriedly ran far away.
King Cold did not gather his ki either. His gaze looked toward the large gate covered in Rinnegan. Mobilizing fifty percent of his battle power of 120 million, he slashed out with one sword stroke!
A magnificent and massive sword light seemed to split the entire alternate dimension in two. This light came quickly and went quickly. After his vision returned to normal, the large gate had also been slashed diagonally into two halves. The numerous Rinnegan on the portal had all shattered into balls of powder under the might of this single strike.
"Good sword, truly a good sword!" King Cold praised repeatedly. He waved his hand, and Nappa immediately followed like a lackey.
The World Tree looked somewhat like a banyan tree, while the crown looked very much like an apple tree. Because this World Tree was merely cultivated from a branch of the main body, one wouldn't get an impression of grandeur or hugeness at first glance. In reality, this thing wasn't short; it just lacked the "temperament" of the main body.
There was something in the core of the tree that was like a heart, going "thump, thump, thump," emitting waves of irregular vibrations.
Otsutsuki Yatsume had exhausted every method to cultivate this thing, expending a massive amount of painstaking effort. Just as King Cold took a step forward, countless vines were seen winding over from all directions.
These were all plants parasitic on the World Tree. They had a premonition of their own impending disaster. Some vines even paid the price of their own disintegration to spew out clouds of gray mist.
"Messy junk." King Cold paid no mind to these things. With just a wave of his hand, he crushed over ninety percent of the vines.
Numerous subordinates, including Nappa, joined the battle to clear out the remaining vines. King Cold sized up this World Tree, sneered, and ordered his subordinates to carry over the metal vessel containing the Potara Earring.
"Your Highness, please begin," he said to the earring.
Ino, hiding among a pile of miscellaneous soldiers, sensed the emotion of the West Supreme Kai's remnant soul. It was disdain. This World Tree was a bit too dilapidated and filthy. How much of her previous strength could a body reshaped like this display? One percent? Or two percent?
The West Supreme Kai's remnant soul was also worried about being polluted by the evil within the World Tree, but now that the arrow was on the string, she had no choice.
The earring emitted a pale golden radiance. Afterward, this ball of golden light quickly merged into the World Tree, and the heartbeat sound at the tree's core began to tremble madly.
The "thump, thump, thump" sounds connected into a single line, causing the entire alternate dimension to shake violently along with it.
The roots of the World Tree, which were planted throughout the entire alternate dimension, began to wither. All life force gathered into the tree's core. King Cold and Ino, one in the light and one in the dark, were both patiently waiting for the changes within.
Before long, a fruit-shaped protrusion with a reasonably distinct outline appeared at the tree's core. The West Supreme Kai was about to be reborn!
This goddess also knew she needed to race against time. She accelerated the recovery process, the cost being the visible shrinking of the World Tree. The apple tree-like crown dropped a massive amount of leaves, the trunk shrank crazily, and the roots, looking as if they had been air-dried for hundreds of years, detached from the soil one after another, shattering as soon as the wind blew.
"King Cold, I need your assistance," the West Supreme Kai's voice transmitted from the tree's core.
This was the prior agreement between the two parties. King Cold waved his hand, and his subordinates held gasoline drum-sized buckets of life original liquid, extracted through a cumbersome process, pouring them onto the tree trunk one bucket after another.
The entire process lasted for a full day.
The West Supreme Kai discovered that she could not be born following the normal process of a Supreme Kai—first forming a golden fruit and then becoming a Core Person. She could only use the most extreme method.
"Ah—!" A piercing screech rang out from the tree's core.
Her two hands reached out from the tree's core first, followed by her head and shoulders. Finally, her hands exerted force to grip the tree trunk, attempting to pull her entire body out of the World Tree.
King Cold's expression changed continuously, his palms clenched tight, obviously waiting for the optimal moment.
"It's now! Young person, help me!" The Supreme Kai's remnant soul called out loudly to Ino in her perception.
Ino, meanwhile, commanded Nappa: Hero, the time for the Saiyans to take revenge has arrived!
Nappa's legs were trembling. In truth, he didn't have the courage to strike back at this moment, especially to be the one who stuck his neck out. But Ino had planted a thought in his mind long ago.
In a trance, his parents and his siblings appeared very abruptly in Nappa's heart. He came from a famous family with many members. Even if their relationships were extremely poor, they were ultimately his family connected by blood. His entire large family—except for himself, everyone else had been slaughtered by Frieza.
Endless anger suppressed his fear. He suddenly shouted loudly. Everyone, including King Cold, looked at this bald man.
Are you okay? What kind of fit are you throwing?
Nappa's bald head was so dazzling at this moment. He gritted his teeth, placed his hands in front of his forehead, converted all the energy in his body into light energy, and then released it all at once.
"Solar Flare—!"
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