Even though he knew that there was someone hidden beside him that he couldn't see at all, Frieza didn't have time to think about it. After the planet exploded, the huge shock wave made him faint immediately.
The light and heat energy caused by the explosion continued to hit his body. He did have the ability to survive in the universe, but his tough skin could protect himself in the universe. After being cut in half, what kind of protection could the exposed pale white spine and nerves provide?
Cosmic radiation continued to erode cells from the wound, and the huge pressure almost squeezed out all the blood in his body.
The pain in his body caused him to constantly wander between coma and wakefulness. He would wake up one second and faint from the pain the next.
He wanted to scold someone, but he didn't know who to scold because he didn't know Ino's name.
To him, this man's appearance was just that of a passerby, appearing out of nowhere and inexplicably injuring him seriously.
He didn't even know what grudge the two sides had.
The most important thing for him to do at this time is to use his racial talent to enter a deep dormant state to repair physical damage and mental fatigue.
However, the injuries on his body are too serious. Now, even if he moves casually, his whole body hurts. Sleeping? There is no way to enter that state.
Frieza's father is dead, and the four kings under him are dead and rebellious. In fact, he still has subordinates in the universe, but they are a bit far away. Do you expect his brother to save him? Haha, it's better to save yourself.
Bar.
At this time, he only had less than a third of his body left, and the blood in his chest was almost drained. He was lying on a piece of gravel one square meter in size, drifting with the current wherever it went.
Frieza finally used his racial ability to put himself into a shallow state of dormancy, but it was not safe now and his mind was not completely silent.
After drifting for who knows how many days, something suddenly passed before his eyes.
Frieza suddenly opened his eyes. He was stunned for a few seconds and found a giant spaceship appearing above his head.
A golden light beam shot out from inside the spacecraft, slowly covering him.
Frieza can't be said to be a cripple now, but he's not much better. Anyway, he only has one hand left, and he doesn't have the strength to resist, so he allows the other party to pull him in.
Entering the spacecraft, his frown gradually relaxed. Looking at the shape of the spacecraft, the power system, the lighting system, and the interior decoration of the floors and walls, he was very sure that this was the spacecraft of his Frieza Legion!
The only strange thing was that he didn't recognize any of the soldiers or scientists here.
Frieza's Legion has a very large sphere of influence, and it basically implements a legion commander system. Several legion commanders are directly responsible to him, and they can usually recruit their own subordinates. It is normal for him not to know any of his subordinates, but if he doesn't know any of them, then...
There's a problem.
"Whose subordinates are you? Are you from my legion?" he asked the scientist on the side.
The catfish-like scientist gently pressed his hand, and a metal light ball next to him emitted flashes of light like a translator, and then said in common language synthesized by electronic sounds: "Don't get excited, your injury is serious. Now
Need to rest."
Just rest your head! Frieza is so full of evil that he has no place to vent, and now you want me to rest?
"Don't you understand me? Why don't you use common language? Whose subordinates are you? Are you Gula's subordinates? Let him come out to see me!"
The alien scientists who were treating his wounds looked at each other in confusion and jabbered for a long time. Frieza waited for a while before the translator on the side translated the conversation.
It sounds a bit unclear, but you can roughly understand it: "We are Lord Frost's subordinates."
Frieza was confused: "Frost?"
It sounded like the way the name was named was similar to his, but he really didn't remember that there was a guy named Frost among his subordinates.
Those who can pilot giant spaceships are all important generals in the legion. There is no reason why I should not recognize them.
He guessed that the other party must have used some means to secretly steal his legion's spaceship.
Thinking about it this way, he felt that his situation was dire. If he died at the hands of a few minions, he would be too embarrassed.
He secretly gathered strength and remained silent.
The catfish-headed scientist was still chattering about the introduction: "Master Frost is our loyal leader. He led us to establish a peacekeeping force many years ago and flew to various war zones to maintain peace and fight against those bad guys who do all kinds of evil! We are committed to re-establishing peacekeeping forces.
He revitalized the regional economy after the war and provided aid to children. Mr. Frost even won the Universal Peace Prize three times! Judging from your injuries, you are also a poor person deeply affected by the war, right? Don’t worry, when you come to us, it’s like arriving.
As safe as home.”
Frieza felt sick all over, but luckily Ino cut him off from the waist down, otherwise he thought he could spit out the acidic water in his stomach.
Won the Cosmic Peace Award three times? This kind of person should have his head screwed off! And what the hell is the Cosmic Peace Award? An award established by a small force in a remote star field, right?
"Crack, creak, creak" was heard as the sound of feet tapping against the metal ground came from far and near. It sounded so familiar that Frieza turned his head abruptly.
"Lord Frost!" The scientists and soldiers in the spacecraft bowed one after another.
The little Frost waved his hands one by one, with a gentle expression and a smile on his lips.
Frieza felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his face full of disbelief.
Frieza's skin is pale white, while this little Frost's is dark blue. Apart from his skin color, he also has blood-red eyes, purple lips, five fingers, and three toes. This is strange.
The first forms of Frost and Frieza at 530,000 combat power are basically the same!
Frieza is not a low-level Saiyan warrior who is popular among the public.
The probability of encountering an alien who looks exactly like him in the universe is infinitely close to zero.
Is this guy a good guy?
Frieza saw deep malice in the other man's eyes. This guy was very bad, probably worse than himself! His badness was on the surface, visible and tangible. This guy? Haha, he must be an insidious villain.
!
Frieza could see through this guy's true nature at a glance.
No matter where he was now, he felt that he was in trouble.
"You all go down, I'll have a good talk with this survivor in distress." Frost had a high prestige, and with a wave of his hand, many of his subordinates left one after another.
He looked around Frieza.
The two people's first forms are almost identical, and their subsequent transformations are actually similar, with layers of matryoshka-like unblocking modes. Frost's men can't see Frieza's ultimate form, thinking they are two completely different forms.