Even after being severely injured, that brat had still managed to board a spaceship and escape.
"Lord Frieza, I've just detected that infant's power level…" Zarbon said as he looked at the scouter, cold sweat sliding down his face.
"How much?" Frieza asked. He usually couldn't be bothered to wear such devices himself, so he hadn't noticed.
"It has already reached… 10,000…" Zarbon's body trembled slightly.
"10,000?" Frieza rubbed his nose and smiled. "That's nothing to be afraid of… However, King Vegeta…"
As he spoke, Frieza's expression turned extremely dark. His gaze toward King Vegeta sharpened like a blade.
King Vegeta's face changed drastically. He quickly responded, "Please rest assured, Lord Frieza. I originally intended to deal with him… but since you arrived, I hurried over to pay my respects. That child is named Broly—he won't escape."
As he spoke, energy gathered in King Vegeta's hand.
In an instant, a crimson beam shot straight toward Broly's spaceship.
Broly felt utterly miserable. He had successfully boarded a spaceship and escaped Planet Vegeta, only to run straight into Frieza and his forces.
And among them was the particularly cunning King Vegeta.
Broly silently prayed that neither Frieza nor King Vegeta would notice him.
But thinking about it, that seemed unlikely.
Damn it—his power level was as high as 10,000, and he had just been born. He didn't even know how to suppress his power yet.
Then, exactly as he feared, it happened.
He suddenly sensed a powerful energy rapidly approaching his spaceship.
Boom!
In the next moment, the spaceship was struck head-on by that overwhelming force.
With a loud explosion, it shattered into pieces.
And Broly's chubby infant body was left floating in the vacuum of space.
"King Vegeta, why go so far as to kill your own kind? Besides, he's just a child," Frieza said with a narrowed smile.
However, he seemed quite pleased with King Vegeta's actions, and the sharpness in his gaze lessened.
"His father intended to act against me. I had no choice but to take such measures," King Vegeta replied with a bow.
"Oh? Or are you worried that once the child grows up, he'll threaten your position as king?" Frieza said, instantly exposing his true thoughts.
Cold sweat slid down King Vegeta's face, and he was left speechless.
"In the next couple of days, send me your little prince. I know he's training on another planet," Frieza said with a faint smile. He quite enjoyed seeing King Vegeta so respectful and drenched in cold sweat.
King Vegeta's body trembled slightly as he hurriedly agreed.
"Hahahaha!"
Frieza let out a sharp, piercing laugh, then ignored King Vegeta and turned to fly back toward his spaceship.
Just as he was about to enter, he suddenly stopped and said to Zarbon behind him:
"Zarbon, that Saiyan brat should still be alive. Go bring him back to me. Remember—I want him alive!"
"Still alive…?" Cold sweat appeared on Zarbon's face again, but he quickly nodded. Then, turning into a streak of light, he sped toward Broly's direction.
Although he didn't understand Frieza's intentions, Zarbon would never dare to disobey his orders in the slightest.