novel-bin Chapter 340 Cyril's Namek
Chapter 340 Cyril's Namek
Vegeta lay in the deep pit, panting heavily, unable to maintain the dark blue form anymore.
Beerus walked over.
"I don't have any redundant thoughts in my brain except destruction, so the power is unlimited, and you can't do it yet.
Listen, if you want to master the power of destruction perfectly, then destroy all superfluous thoughts and rebuild your own existence from the ground up. The first thing to do before creating is to destroy. "
Vegeta also understood Beerus' intentions, and he did feel that he was always a bit short of mastering the power of destruction, but he still couldn't figure out the reason.
In Sita's castle, it is projected by a special projection machine through Sebensley's brain memory.
I also saw that Sa Gambo and others found Zuno, and asked Maggie and the others to record his location as soon as possible.
As soon as Sagangbo and others arrived at Zuno's location, they were arrested by the Galaxy Patrol who had been ambushing for a long time.
Elek and the others also understood that it was the area of the Galaxy Patrol. No wonder they were looking for Zuno before, but they couldn't find his location anyway. It turned out to be like this.
Maggie suggests going to Zuno now.
"Let's ask it for intelligence that can fetch a lot of money."
Elek stopped a few people and asked them to continue looking at Sebenzley's memory, maybe they would find something else.
The pictures on the projector showed that all the prisoners who came to the Yinhe Prison were released, which made them very unbelievable.
Few people can escape from the galaxy prison, let alone this kind of escape together.
After watching for a while, they also understood that Mo Luo used the ability of the dragon ball to release them, but Elek didn't know about the dragon ball, and Sebenzley's memory didn't have any such thing.
The soldier operating the projector explained to Elek.
"Dragon Ball is a wishing ball made by the Namekians, which can fulfill any wish. It is also through this that Mo Luo regained his own magic power."
Elek stroked his chin.
"Well, that makes sense."
Oyle did not expect such a treasure to exist.
"What, will there be such a treasure in this world?"
Elek can accept it, after all, there are too many incredible things in this world, and they have not touched many areas of the universe.
In the area managed by the Galaxy Patrol, they have always tried to avoid each other as much as possible to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"Sabensley brought us information that is far more important than Zuno's position. I'm afraid Frieza was able to be resurrected by relying on this."
Oyle rubbed his head.
"The Namekians always feel as if they have heard of them somewhere."
Jia Si, the youngest, spoke indifferently.
"Aren't the Nameks the ones who used to live on Cyril?"
Maggie clapped her hands, and remembered what Jia Si had said after passing by.
"Yes, the green ones, they live mixed with the Cyrillic."
Oyle's pupils constricted, thinking of something bad.
"Then aren't they extinct?"
The Namek people they knew were only on the planet Cyril, but the natives of that planet were all destroyed.
A flash of inspiration flashed in Elek's mind, and an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"No, there should be a man named Monet who survived and is now living with Gronuola."
They paid little attention to this kind of small role before, and if it wasn't for his relationship with Gronola, Elek probably wouldn't have any impression of it at all.
On the planet Cyril, the elderly Namekian Manette was sitting on his recliner, watching the program on the TV, and the sound of the door opening came from behind him.
Manette looks back at Gronola:
"Yo, Gronuola is back, I've been bothering you so much."
Gronola pursed her lips and smiled.
"Grandpa, I'm back from buying water."
Monet looked at Gronuola and said with concern.
"how's the work going recently?"
Gronola took out the coins.
"Very good, made a lot of money."
Manette took the jug and filled his glass.
"Yes, that's fine."
Gronuola thought of Uncle Hugo's salesman.
"Grandpa, the uncle who sells water gave me a big bottle and asked me to say hello to you for him."
Monet also recalled a little.
"Yeah, I haven't seen him for a long time."
After all, he was old, his legs and feet were inconvenient and he could not travel long distances, so he seldom went down the mountain to buy things.
Gronola sat across from him.
"Maybe they feel a little embarrassed to move to our planet."
Manette put down his water glass.
"It's not necessary at all. We can live a good life like this, and they treat them pretty well."
Although the Cyrillic star was a planet where the Cyrillic and Namek people lived together a long time ago.
But in the destruction by Frieza's army, people were killed and injured, and the planet no longer belonged to them.
The Huge people also paid Sita to settle here, so why do they always feel sorry for themselves and Gronuola.
Gronuola put away the food and said absent-mindedly.
"Yes."
Manette asked while eating.
"Why, do you want to go out to work right away?"
Gronola shook her head.
"No, I'm going to rest for a while, that bastard Frieza is still alive, so our mission is gone."
Whenever Frieza is mentioned, Gronola's teeth itch with hatred.
Monet didn't expect that the evil emperor was still alive. This was the nightmare of Planet Cyril.
"How could it be? Is he still alive? Could it be that no one issued a reward order to Sita?"
There are many bounty hunters in Sita, no matter who the opponent is, they will send someone to solve it, and Monet knows it.
Groanola shook her head regretfully.
"No, or Sita doesn't want to do anything, even they don't want to provoke Frieza."
Monet sighed, but it was understandable that Frieza's reputation was too great, and it was normal for Sita to be afraid.
"Is it."
Gronuola chewed her food without looking up.
"But regardless of whether Sita accepts the mission or not, I will kill Frieza and his legion."
Monet knew that Gronuola couldn't let go of her hatred.
"Forget it, let the past pass, Frieza cannot be defeated with your strength."
Monet didn't forget the hatred of extermination, but he also knew the gap between them. Even if Gronuola went, he would only lose his life in vain.
Gronola's mind didn't waver.
"Strength, then you can only rely on this kind of thing."
Manette sensed something was wrong.
"I won't allow you to use Dragon Balls for revenge."
Gronola turned and walked to the bookshelf.
"I know, not to mention that it's useless to have only one."