"Frieza is truly arrogant and foolish beyond redemption. He doesn't even know whether his enemies are alive or dead, and in the end, I, his older brother, have to clean up his mess. You barely managed to survive, only to run into me. I suppose this is your fate." Cooler's cold, blood-red eyes flashed with a chilling crimson light. A mere power level of 160,000 was nothing in his eyes. He then ordered, "Take care of them."
Receiving their orders, Cooler's three generals' faces twisted into sinister smiles.
They likely had already guessed what was coming.
Dore, the strongest warrior in the Armored Squadron, immediately set his sights on Talot.
"Captain, how about you leave that Saiyan with a power level over 160,000 to me?" Dore cracked his knuckles, the sound of bones grinding echoing from his fists.
"Do as you please," Salza replied indifferently.
His gaze then locked onto Salari. With his nasty personality, he decided to tease her.
"I've heard that Saiyans are a fighting race. I'm curious to see just how strong this so-called fighting race really is," Neiz said with a smirk, his eyes fixed on Raditz.
The three of them had each chosen their targets.
At this moment, they had no idea that their excessive arrogance would cost them their lives.
They had made one critical mistake.
They were the prey, not the hunters!
Raditz and Salari exchanged a glance, then leaped into the air, swiftly flying off into the distance, doing their best not to interfere with the upcoming battle between Talot and Cooler.
"Trying to run now? Isn't it a bit too late for that?" Neiz sneered, bursting into an incredible speed as he chased after Raditz.
This act of pursuit played right into Raditz's trap.
He wasn't afraid of them coming—he was afraid they wouldn't.
On the other side.
"Little girl, don't run so fast. I won't hurt you. I'm a gentleman, after all. Treating women with care is one of my virtues," Salza said with a sinister grin, his aura flaring as he chased after Salari.
With two of the Armored Squadron's members gone, only Cooler, Dore, and Talot remained on the battlefield.
Crack! Crack!
Dore stretched his body, his brazen gaze sweeping over Talot from head to toe.
"A Saiyan with a power level over 160,000, huh? Let's see just how capable you are to have escaped from King Frieza! Show me how strong this so-called fighting race really is." Dore had taken quite a liking to Talot.
After all, surviving Frieza's grasp is no small feat for anyone.
But if it's just this level of strength, he was no match for him.
After all, his own power level had reached 185,000!
"Don't die too easily! At least let me have some fun!" Dore sneered, his muscular body instantly charging toward Talot.
His fist, brimming with destructive power, shot straight toward Talot's face with terrifying force.
Talot, however, was unimpressed by Dore's aggressive attack. With a casual raise of his hand, he blocked Dore's powerful punch.
To him, this kind of attack was nothing more than a tickle.
Boom!!! A dull impact echoed, and a shockwave expanded outward. Talot effortlessly deflected the full force of Dore's attack.
"What?!" Dore was stunned that his attack had been so easily blocked.
He hadn't held back at all in that strike.
Even someone of equal strength would have had to avoid such raw, brute force.
Yet Talot had neutralized it so effortlessly?
This wild monkey's power level… it couldn't possibly be just 160,000.
Unwilling to accept this reality, Dore attacked again, his fierce punches and kicks so powerful they stirred up a hurricane.
Talot, however, remained indifferent to Dore's attacks, not even bothering to dodge.
A powerful aura formed an invisible barrier around his body, completely blocking all of Dore's attacks.
Bam!! Bam!! Bam!! Bam!!...
One dull explosion after another rang out.
Though Dore's strikes seemed to hit Talot, they were actually being blocked by the Energy Shield. No matter how he attacked, he couldn't harm Talot in the slightest.
This scene once again bewildered Dore and even piqued Cooler's interest as he watched from the sidelines.
Cooler seemed to have noticed something, a subtle smile playing on his lips.
"Impossible! Isn't your power level only 160,000? How can you block all my attacks without even moving?!" Dore, realizing the situation was not good, leaped hundreds of meters high into the sky and began condensing energy in his hands, determined to finish Talot in one decisive blow.
A tremendous amount of energy gathered in his palms, his power level of 185,000 completely erupting. His powerful aura shook the planet, causing air currents to surge wildly.
Once the energy reached the peak, Dore fired a devastating energy beam from his hands. Its destructive power was enough to raze everything within a dozen miles.
If it struck the planet's core, the resulting chain reaction could instantly detonate the entire planet.
Using such a powerful move in front of Cooler was undoubtedly Dore's way of showing off.
But to Talot, this devastating attack was nothing special.
"You're becoming quite the annoying fly." Talot remarked with a hint of irritation.
After all, he was just testing the waters and had no intention of wasting too much time on this guy.
As the destructive energy beam rushed toward him, Talot casually swatted it away.
Boom!!!!!! The energy beam was instantly shattered into countless energy particles, scattering into the air.
Witnessing his full-power attack being obliterated so easily, Dore was dumbfounded.
"Th-this… impossible!! How could you so easily destroy my full-power attack… Just how high is your power level?!" Dore, still hovering in mid-air, broke out in a cold sweat.
At this moment, even someone as brawny and simple-minded as him realized that Talot's power level was definitely not just 200,000.
It could be 300,000, or even higher!
[This wild monkey has hidden quite a bit of strength. Interesting… If I could make him work for me…] Cooler had been observing Talot the entire time. The immense strength Talot displayed sparked a desire in Cooler to recruit him.
In this world, there are many warriors, but truly powerful ones are rare.
A Saiyan as strong as Talot, despite being a Saiyan, made Cooler's heart stir.
It is said that Frieza had also kept behind two Saiyans, and their strength was impressive too.
"You muscle-brained idiot, use your scouter and see for yourself just what my power level is," Talot said with a faint smirk. His aura began to surge, a blazing white energy flaring around him like a raging inferno.
Beep beep beep…!!!
Dore's scouter emitted a frantic warning signal.
The power level reading on it was skyrocketing.
"170,000… 180,000… 200,000… 250,000… 300,000… It's still rising??!! This can't be! How can there be a Saiyan with a power level over 300,000 in this world??!!" Dore was utterly stunned. Talot's strength completely shattered his understanding.
300,000 wasn't even the limit—the power level reading was still climbing.
Beep beep beep…!!
Boom!!!
Dore's top-of-the-line scouter reached its limit and exploded.
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