"Take it."
King Cold threw the Hero's Sword back to Nappa: "Fight a round with my little pet. If you win, I will forgive you; if you lose, you are its dinner. My mercy is not common, Saiyan. Let the 'performance' begin."
Let alone being covered in wounds, even if he were uninjured, Nappa with a battle power of 4,000 could not win against a three-headed wolf with a battle power over 10,000.
This was sending him to his death.
The difference lay in whether to curse loudly and then be bitten to death, or to directly slide forward to deliver himself.
Nappa was extremely hesitant.
"What? You are unwilling to please me?" King Cold's voice was like a Shinigami's death warrant, fluttering lightly, yet fatal enough.
Nappa didn't know how many times he had cursed Vegeta in his heart. At this moment, bracing himself, he held the sword with one hand and stared at the three-headed wolf.
After merely two exchanges, a large chunk of flesh was torn from Nappa's ribcage and elbow by the three-headed wolf. A savage wound was clawed onto his right cheek, and the originally clean and tidy hall was filled with the smell of blood.
Seeing fresh blood and tasting flesh, the three-headed wolf became increasingly manic. Humanoid creatures were naturally inferior to beasts in terms of combat, and one with a battle power of 4,000 simply could not win against one with 10,000.
King Cold didn't mind; on the contrary, he was very excited. He drank his wine happily, commenting on the movements of both sides from time to time.
"Saiyan, your movements are too large. You must remember, flexible footwork is often more useful than strong muscles."
"Oh, my little darling, you are too impatient. If you bite this fellow to death all at once, wouldn't it be boring if I have no show to watch next? Bite his stomach, drag the Saiyan's intestines out for me bit by bit. Yes, don't rush, just bite off a little at a time. Hehehehe, truly a good boy."
Even with a sharp sword in hand, Nappa was no match for the three-headed wolf. His steps became increasingly scattered, his breathing rapid, and the ground was almost covered in his fresh blood.
Driven by the desire to survive, he steeled his heart and began to divert the disaster elsewhere.
An alien soldier wearing a protective suit and holding a spear was watching the show not far away. Suddenly, he found Nappa turning in his direction and then jumping past him. Before the guard could react, the three-headed wolf, without reducing speed, bit down head-on with one of its wolf heads without hesitation.
With a "crack," half of the alien's body fell from mid-air. The remaining half was chewed twice by one of the three-headed wolf's heads, which then raised its head high and swallowed it down its throat.
King Cold had no intention of stopping it, merely watching with a smile.
Nappa soon repeated his old trick, once again using the three-headed wolf's inertia to let a soldier die in the wolf's mouth. Two wolf heads fought over the flesh, forcibly tearing the soldier in half at the waist.
The smell of blood in the hall became heavier and heavier. The soldiers, the three-headed wolf, and Nappa began a chaotic battle for their own little lives.
"The Rains of Castamere," accompanied by the occasional chewing sounds of the three-headed wolf, made the scene increasingly chaotic.
Nappa had some discernment after all. He saw that the three-headed wolf was extremely crazy in a hungry state, but its speed would decrease somewhat after having food in its stomach. He swung his sword like a madman to kill those aliens, then threw them over to feed the three-headed wolf.
"The pillar, idiot! Don't run around blindly, go circle that pillar in the center of the hall!" Vegeta's voice suddenly rang in his ear.
He subconsciously looked at the metal pillar that appeared to be over five meters in diameter. Being a warrior with rich combat experience after all, he immediately understood "Vegeta's" intention.
He hugged the pillar. When the three-headed wolf charged from the left, he ran around the pillar to the right. When the opponent lunged to the right, he circled to the left.
"Hahahaha, Saiyan, you really have a bit of petty cleverness. Hmm... I appreciate you more and more." King Cold laughed loudly.
While the laughter was still echoing in their ears, he suddenly saw Nappa leading the three-headed wolf charging towards him, and his gaze instantly became very sharp. Is this guy's brain sick? He wants to use my pet to deal with me?
Subsequently, he saw Nappa turn a corner, jump to the side of the West Supreme Kai, and place the sword against the neck of this cosmic deity.
"Let me go! Or else I'll kill her!" Nappa's eyes were completely red.
"Hahahaha—I'm dying of laughter!" King Cold clutched his stomach and laughed loudly: "Are you a comedian? Hahahaha—really..."
His laughter was still echoing in the hall when he saw Nappa's gaze become extremely ferocious. In a certain instant, it was as if he had gone mad; the long sword in his hand viciously sliced open the West Supreme Kai's neck, and the blood belonging to the goddess sprayed out far.
"Save me!" The West Supreme Kai covered her neck, her face full of panic, looking at King Cold with a complicated gaze.
"What the hell?!"
King Cold did not feel that a small character like Nappa could hurt the West Supreme Kai, but looking at her demeanor, it didn't seem faked. He could not sense ki, nor did he have the habit of subordinates wearing battle power detectors daily, but he knew that the West Supreme Kai could not die right now.
"How could you be injured? What exactly is going on?"
He lowered his head, just in time to see the West Supreme Kai's gaze filled with disdain. He realized he had been duped again.
"Stupid woman! Are you playing me?" King Cold said through gritted teeth.
He did not possess the ability of absorption. Regarding the West Supreme Kai, his thoughts were still the old methods of bandits: Pressure, coercion, forcible occupation, and finally the routine of forcing them to join.
The West Supreme Kai's struggle at this very moment did not exceed his expectations too much; it still belonged to the category that could be suppressed. Compared to King Cold, who was straightforward and only had a few moves, the West Supreme Kai had too many means. However, she did not activate her trump card immediately, but waited for Ino's move on that side.
"Cold! Remember, this is the Saiyan's fury!" A loud and clear voice rang out in the crowd.
King Cold could not sense ki, but his ears weren't deaf. He heard "Vegeta's" voice and identified the owner of the voice.
"Stupid wild monkey!"
He grabbed the West Supreme Kai's neck with one hand, and with the other hand, he swatted "Vegeta" away like hitting a fly. The tactile sensation was a bit off, as if this slap had struck wood, but his sensing ability was too poor. "Vegeta" had already been swatted away, so he was unsure of his judgment.
Idiot!
Seeing her own pawn knocked down in one blow, the West Supreme Kai secretly cursed Ino's incompetence in her heart. She didn't have time to think much; the opportunity this time was even better than in the alternate dimension. Both sides were very close, plus she had also recovered part of her strength.
Ino's work was completed reasonably well; this pawn no longer had value. She unilaterally disconnected the sensory link and focused all her attention on King Cold.
"You ant, don't even think about using your reptile-like claws to insult a Supreme Kai!" The blood flowing from her neck stuck to King Cold's hand. She placed her palm on King Cold's wrist and activated the Supreme Kai ability: Petrification!
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