"What else could it be besides the Angel's flight cube? Have you ever seen any other cube that can fly this fast?" Rumshii gave Belmod a look, thinking his question was nonsense.
"Something's off..." Belmod did not bother with Rumshii's attitude, and mused, "The Angel's flight cube, when not driven by an Angel, shouldn't be faster than us, so why is it so much faster now?"
Hearing this, Rumshii and Sidra also suddenly realized, their faces showing expressions of sudden understanding.
What Belmod said was correct.
Although the flight cube is fast, that is because an Angel is on it, driving it with Angelic power to achieve its maximum speed.
If there is no Angel on the flight cube, the cube's speed is not that fast, reaching at most half the speed of a Destroyer.
"Is Whis on the cube?" Belmod asked again, his eyes full of doubt.
"He shouldn't be, right?" Rumshii shook his head, saying with some uncertainty.
"If Whis isn't on the cube, how can it be so fast? This doesn't make sense!" Belmod genuinely couldn't understand, feeling his own understanding was being challenged.
At this moment, Soya was controlling the cube's rapid flight, a slight sweat on his forehead.
However, after leaving the three Destroyers far behind, Soya suddenly felt that the energy on the cube seemed a bit insufficient, and its flight speed began to slowly decrease.
Damn...
This is so awkward!
A chain falling off at a critical moment!
It felt to Soya as if the cube's battery was running out, its power getting weaker and weaker.
Well, just like an electric car running out of charge, starting to slow down.
Must recharge quickly, or else they'll be caught eventually!
Soya turned his head to look, his gaze settling on Quitela who was stuck on the cube wall.
"Slap!"
Soya raised his hand, pulling out a horsewhip gleaming with a cold light from his system space, and fiercely whipped it towards Quitela, the whip cutting through the air with a whistling sound, landing heavily on Quitela's body.
"Ow... what are you doing, ouch!!" Quitela let out a pained howl, his body convulsing violently, his eyes filled with anger and grievance.
"Hurry up and recharge the cube, can't you feel three Destroyers chasing us? If you don't want to be caught by them, quickly contribute your Destruction Energy!" Soya scolded, his tone carrying a hint of threat.
Quitela was furious, glaring at Soya.
Are you using me as a charging station?
I am a dignified Destroyer God!
"Hurry up! Keep dawdling and I'll whip you to death!" Soya swung the whip again, lashing out another stroke, with more force than before.
"At this point, do you really think I have much Destruction Energy left? You already drained more than half earlier!" Quitela glared, staring angrily at Soya, his tone full of resentment.
"You dare glare! Looks like the beating wasn't hard enough!" Soya got a bit angry, again taking the whip and mercilessly lashing Quitela, stroke after stroke, without any pity.
Quitela let out pig slaughter like screams, the sound wretched, making one's scalp tingle.
However, under this flogging, it did have some effect.
Quitela, unable to bear it any longer, could only inject all his remaining Destruction Energy into the cube, a look of utter despair on his face.
The cube, as if filled with energy, accelerated its flight speed again.
However, Rumshii and the other two were still chasing closely behind. Although slower, they showed no intention of giving up.
Moreover, while chasing, Rumshii and the other two continuously provided Soya with negative emotional values, all 999, clearly extremely angered.
Soya's heart immediately felt a wave of panic.
Now I've stirred up a hornet's nest!
Stop chasing me!
Can we please talk properly?
"Boss, let me! I guarantee I'll make this mouse obey obediently!" Raditz was eager, volunteering proactively, excitement gleaming in his eyes.
Soya handed the whip to Raditz, then caught his breath, rubbing his wrist.
Raditz took the horsewhip and unleashed a fierce flogging on Quitela, even more severe than Soya's earlier, the whip falling like rain.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
The sound of the whip striking flesh was incessant.
Vegeta and Nappa's mouths twitched uncontrollably.
This mouse is so pitiful, beaten like this.
These cries are simply unmatched, too miserable.
"Vegeta, it seems the more this mouse is whipped, the faster the cube goes. Look, it's speeding up a bit more!" Nappa whispered into Vegeta's ear, his tone carrying a hint of surprise.
"Hmph, you only realized now? Are you an idiot?" Vegeta gave Nappa a look, his tone tinged with disdain.
Actually, Rumshii and the other two felt extremely aggrieved in their hearts right now, worse than swallowing a fly.
They've been chasing for an hour already, for so long without catching up, but instead being left farther and farther behind. This is simply an insult to their dignity as Destroyer Gods!
This kid's speed is truly too fast.
"Call him, tell him to stop, otherwise we'll never catch up." Belmod suddenly suggested, feeling that chasing like this wasn't the solution.
"What you say makes a lot of sense, why didn't I think of that!" Rumshii nodded, as if enlightened, and immediately dialed a call to Soya through his communicator.
The call connected quickly, Soya's grinning face popping up on the screen.
"Huh? Lord Rumshii? Are you looking for me? Why are you calling me all of a sudden?" Soya feigned ignorance, his tone carrying a touch of "innocence".
"Kid, slow down, we have something to discuss with you, don't run anymore." Rumshii didn't beat around the bush anymore, stating directly, trying to make his tone sound as calm as possible.
"You three want to come over and hit me, right? Don't think I don't know your intentions!" Soya's face darkened, his tone tinged with vigilance, "You think I'm stupid? Stop and let you hit me? I'm not that foolish!"
Rumshii: "..."
This kid is quite clever, seeing through our plan immediately.
How did he know we were going to hit him?
Were we that obvious?
"Don't overthink it, Soya! Belmod has no intention of hitting you, he just plans to go hit that guy impersonating him, it has nothing to do with you!" Sidra stepped forward, grabbing the communicator, shouting into it at Soya, trying to make him believe.
Soya: "..."
Rumshii and Belmod both darkened their faces, wishing they could cover Sidra's mouth.
Could you be any more obvious with your words?
Soya carefully checked the negative emotional value list again.
Indeed, the negative emotional values provided by Belmod were slightly fewer.
But the negative emotional values from Sidra and Rumshii were refreshing more frequently, almost every second.
So the answer was simple.
These two Destroyers, Sidra and Rumshii, wanted to come hit him, while Belmod was mainly targeting Quitela.
"Quitela, giddy up!!" Soya casually grabbed the horsewhip from Raditz's hand and gave Quitela a powerful whip, full of force.
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