Beckett was surprised.

It was a real accident.

All along, he thought that he was the last lone seedling of the Saiyan race, but he didn't expect to see a new Saiyan other than himself in a universe near the coordinates of his original universe.

"Watch your tone, stranger."

As the only horse boy he had with him on the trip to avenge Beckett, Watts stretched out his small round hand to Trunks and held up an index to signal that he was not to be disrespectful to Beckett.

"Who are you?"

The neglected android 17 frowned, feeling very unhappy.

If it weren't for the mysterious and powerful feeling that Beckett gave him, he would have slapped him a long time ago.

"You too, please note your attitude towards His Highness Beckett." Woz, who was facing Trunks, turned his words around and pointed the finger at Android 17, whose face was gloomy for a moment.

"Do you want to die?"

Number 17 squinted, his murderous intent ready to move.

The last person who dared to speak to him in such a tone was called Vegeta, and he died later.

Admittedly, Beckett gave him the impression of being mysterious and strong.

But Number 17 doesn't think he can't kill him.

At most, it's just a little more waste, and it's a big deal to shake people and shake No. 18 over. Plus if the 18th doesn't work, then continue to shake people, there are many artificial people.

"Your Highness Beckett, this man's scan turned out to be strange."

"Judging by the available information, he seems to be a reformed person."

"Parts of his body have been transformed into mechanical parts, and he also has an energy furnace that appears to provide a constant supply of active energy."

Glancing at the not very polite No. 17, Woz turned his head and touched his physical condition.

"Transform people?"

Beckett's indifferent look upset No. 17.

It's like a god who is high up and can determine life and death in just a few words.

Number 17 hates this feeling.

Obviously he was supposed to be a hunter.

"It's just a failed product." For No. 17, Beckett directly chose to ignore it. It's not that he hasn't seen a transformer, not to mention far away, isn't his former sister Xingyun a genuine transformer.

His goal has always been one............

"Frieza, where?" Beckett, who completely exposed his back to No. 17, set his sights on a restless Bulma.

"Frieza?"

"Are you sure?"

Bulma, who also responded to Beckett in English, addressed Watts' previous language concerns.

"He's already dead." Bulma, who barely suppressed the panic in her heart, told the truth directly.

"I've been dead for a long time, maybe ten or twenty years, I can't remember the specifics."

"If you're looking for revenge on Frieza, I think you're probably too late."

Out of the corner of his eye, glancing at the Vegeta Star escape pod that had landed on Beckett's left, Bulma had a vague guess in his mind.

It's a Saiyan, and an escape pod, and the most important thing is that it seems that he still has a deep grudge against Frieza, so Beckett's identity is obviously about to come out.

[Dead ............ Finish? 】

Beckett had a rare absence of consciousness.

Before leaving, he had thought about many things related to Frieza, but he had never thought of the possibility that Frieza was dead.

"Hey!"

"Danger!"

"Be careful!"

Bulma's abrupt and shrill voice rang out in the night sky, and the neglected 17 seized the moment Beckett lost his mind.

The five fingers that had killed the Saiyan were unimpeded all the way, as if they were about to pierce Beckett's head in the next second!

Airplanes!

[What?! 】

Seeing that the attack was about to be successful, the expression of the 17th suddenly changed color when the fist was only one step away from Beckett.

He couldn't get in.

Number 17 only felt as if he was trapped in an endless swamp, unable to advance, retreat, or retreat.

[What's going on with this force?! 】

[Why, why can't I move?!] 】

Number 17's eyes widened, and he met Beckett's cold, indifferent gaze.

Boom!

Turn around, whip the legs.

Cyborg 17, which has been a powerful man on Earth for more than ten years, instantly smashed a deep pit on the surface of the earth full of ruins!

"Who gave you the courage to strike at me?"

Trample...... Trample...... Trample.........

The smoke and dust cleared, and the embarrassed No. 17 held his broken mechanical arm and looked at the figure walking towards him.

His eyes were full of horror.

"This force ............"

"Impossible ............"

"Impossible ............"

"Impossible!"

The utterly irresistible force made 17 fear of death for the first time.

It's not qi, it's not any kind of energy use on earth.

But it was so large that No. 17 was lost, and he completely lost the will to resist.

"Disappear."

Condescendingly staring at the cyborg sitting in the pit, Beckett grimaced, his right hand stretched forward, and he shook the void.

Bang!

Machines and flesh fly together! Parts and blood splattered!

"Rejoice!"

Staring at Beckett's back as he killed No. 17 in a single move, Trunks' shock was dissipated by Woz's congratulations before it could last long.

"The Great Lord of the Dark Quadrant, the strongest new god in the multiverse!"

"The legendary Super Saiyan God Beckett who surpasses everything!"

"Fighting Across the Universe - Uh......"

"What is the ............ to fight?"

Woz, who was jammed in reciting the hymn, was annoyed, and the "Complete Celebration of His Highness Beckett" dug out of his belly pocket stunned Trunks and Bulma on the side.

What is the situation?

Do you want to celebrate?

So handy?

"Uh, that, take the liberty of asking, this-"

"I want to know how Frieza died and who killed her."

"Now, tell me."

Beckett, who easily solved No. 17, turned around, and his threatening gaze made cold sweat ooze from both Trunks and Bulma's foreheads.

"No problem." Bulma, who reacted, nodded like pounded garlic.

"It's just that the story might be a bit long, and you might need to sit down and listen to it slowly." Bulma, who also had doubts about Beckett, made an inviting gesture to Beckett and Woz.

"Mother—"

"Trust me, Trunks."

Trying to say something, Trunks is stopped by Bulma and watches Beckett, a stranger, pass by him.

"The person who killed Frieza is called Monkey King."

"Like you, he's a Saiyan, and he can be considered a survivor of the explosion of Vegeta."

"Speaking of which, you still look a little like him."

Walking into the house, Bulma handed Beckett a photo of himself with the Monkey King, the Kling Turtle Immortal and others when he was young.

In the photo, Sun Wukong, who is wrapped in a bandage with an umbrella, Klin, who is still short, has a bald head, a demon turtle immortal, and Bulma, who is full of collagen, smiles at the camera after a long absence.

At that time, not as much had happened as much as later, and Bulma had not yet met Vegeta.

That year, the world was good.

"Is this Saiyan named Monkey King your husband?" Woz asked curiously, holding the photo he had taken from Beckett's hand.

"No, of course not, why do you think that, Goku and I are just good friends."

Bulma smiled and shook her head.

"My husband's name is Vegeta, the prince of the Saiyan clan."

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