Vegeta's feet left the ground, kicking wildly in the air. He clawed at Dyspo's fingers with both hands, but no matter what he did, he couldn't pry them open, and his face turned bright red.
"Stop right there!" Dyspo shouted sternly at Broly, veins bulging on his forehead as his fingers tightened. "Otherwise, I'll crush his neck!"
Vegeta: "..."
Vegeta felt like crying but had no tears, his heart feeling cold and hollow. A muffled whimper escaped his throat, and his eyes were nearly bulging out of their sockets.
I can't believe I can't even defeat a rabbit with low health.
At this moment, Broly was easily pummeling Caselar, smashing his fist into Caselar's face and kicking him in the stomach. Caselar's body was tossed back and forth like a ragdoll.
Poor Caselar, who already had little energy left and was no match for Broly to begin with, had an aura so faint it was nearly invisible. His battle armor was shattered, and his face was bruised black and blue.
By now, he had been beaten by Broly until he was covered in wounds, leaving him with nothing to do but wail in pain, his voice growing weaker with each cry.
Hearing Dyspo's voice, Broly immediately stopped what he was doing. He rolled his eyes, then grabbed Caselar by the thigh and hoisted him high into the air, arm fully extended.
Caselar hung upside down in the air, head pointing down and feet pointing up.
"Let him go! Otherwise, I'll make sure he's castrated!" Broly threatened, pointing his other finger between Caselar's legs, his eyes full of seriousness.
Caselar: "..."
Caselar felt like dying. His face instantly turned ash-white, his lips trembled, and a despairing groan escaped his throat.
This little brat is too ruthless!
Dyspo silently wiped away his sweat, a layer of fine beads of perspiration seeping from his purple forehead. He mourned for Caselar for five seconds, and his fingers loosened unconsciously.
"Don't worry about me! Vice-Captain, you need to leave here immediately!" Caselar gritted his teeth and mustered the courage to shout at Dyspo. His voice was hoarse but carried a sense of determination, and the eyes behind his monocle were filled with resolve.
Dyspo's face darkened, written all over with helplessness.
You probably don't know anything, do you?
If I wanted to run, I would have run long ago. Why would I wait until now?
The only way now is to use this brat to threaten them.
Although doing this is a bit shameless!
But there's no point in talking to these guys with such evil auras.
"Still talking back!" Broly got angry and squeezed his fingers hard, his knuckles tightening.
"Ah..."
Caselar let out a blood-curdling shriek. The sound was shrill and harsh, echoing across the empty island. He trembled all over from the pain, tears almost falling.
The corner of Vegeta's mouth twitched as well, his face turning pale. The severe pain in his neck made it nearly impossible for him to breathe.
At this moment, Vegeta felt as if he were the one being squeezed, a chill running down his back.
Broly, you jerk, don't you see I'm still in this rabbit's hands?
Can't you be a bit gentler?
"How dare you!" Dyspo was furious, veins bulging on his purple face. He suddenly increased his strength, his fingers tightening violently.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound of bone cracking came from Vegeta's neck, sharp and harsh, echoing in the air.
"You heard that, didn't you?" Dyspo snorted coldly, his purple lips curling upward, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes. "The bones in his neck have already cracked. One more squeeze like that, and he's dead!"
Vegeta shivered uncontrollably from the pain, his body shaking like a leaf. He felt his breathing becoming difficult, a "huff, huff" sound escaping his throat as his eyes rolled back.
Dyspo was right; one more squeeze like that, and Vegeta might just die on the spot.
Because a bone in his neck had already been crushed by Dyspo.
"Still not letting go? Do you want your companion to die?" Dyspo shouted at Broly again, his voice filled with a hint of triumph.
Broly blinked, rolled his eyes, looked at the nearly suffocating Vegeta in Dyspo's hand, then looked at the screaming Caselar in his own hand, and finally released Caselar.
Broly followed up with a flying kick, knocking him to the ground.
Caselar's body slid several meters across the ground, carving out a shallow trench, before lying motionless.
"Cocotte, come here!" Dyspo called out to Cocotte, jerking his chin toward her with a look of command in his eyes.
"Ah... this..." Cocotte was hesitant, her face full of conflict as she timidly glanced at Rez.
Rez looked at Cocotte with a smile, saying nothing, his eyes as calm as a deep pool of water.
Cocotte swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the corner of her mouth twitching slightly, her lips pressed into a thin line.
"Go ahead. You know what you should say, right?" Rez waved his hand.
"I understand." Cocotte nodded, took a deep breath, flew over quickly, and landed beside Dyspo.
"Cocotte, bring Caselar over. We need to get on the Spaceship and leave here immediately!" Dyspo issued his orders, his fingers still gripping Vegeta's neck.
"Vice-Captain... that... might not be a good idea." Cocotte shook her head decisively, murmuring.
"What do you mean?" Dyspo asked, frowning, his eyes becoming sharp.
"When you were captured earlier, I already made an agreement with Rez over there." Cocotte answered with a bitter smile, her face full of anguish. "I was to ask the people on this planet if anyone knew about the Pride Troopers or Planet Pride. If they did, he would let us go! If they didn't... I..."
Cocotte didn't know how to finish her sentence, her throat feeling as if it were blocked by something, her voice growing quieter and quieter.
"What happens if they don't know?" Dyspo suddenly had a bad premonition.
"If they don't know, all three of us have to become their servants!" Cocotte gritted her teeth and told the truth, full of guilt, not daring to look into Dyspo's eyes.
"You... what did you say?" Dyspo exclaimed, his eyes wide and round, his mouth agape enough to fit a fist, then roared, "You made us all become their servants! Do you know who we are? We are the Pride Troopers who uphold justice in the universe! How could you agree to such a request?"
"Well... I had no other choice, did I?" Cocotte spread her hands, her face full of helplessness.
"You, you, you..." Dyspo was so angry he didn't know where to vent, veins bulging on his forehead, and his hand gripping Vegeta's neck was trembling.
"Besides... Vice-Captain, do you really think they will let us go just because we took this hostage?" Cocotte let out a long sigh, a sense of resignation to reality appearing on her face. "What if they don't care about the life or death of this brat named Vegeta at all?"
Vegeta: "..."
Vegeta shot a sidelong glance at Cocotte, grinding his teeth in anger. His teeth clicked and clacked, but with his throat being gripped, he couldn't make a sound, so he could only roll his eyes to show his protest.
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