Chapter 117 Delicious: He'll always have a moment to himself!

Nappa was the type to mature early, possessing great power from a young age, though his progress plateaued later on.

If this were during the Tournament of Power, a Golden Frieza would naturally have been able to handle Nappa's attacks with ease.

However, Frieza, with only 100 million combat power, losing to the top three fighters in Universe 10 was perfectly normal.

Frieza was genuinely stunned.

After a brief rest, Frieza asked a few more people.

No one knew the location of Frieza's planet.

"Damn it! It seems my influence hasn't spread far enough!" Frieza gritted his teeth. "Even the people on this planet don't know the name Frieza!"

Subsequently, Frieza found another communicator and attempted to contact Dodoria and the others.

It was wishful thinking that he could reach them.

Being an entire universe apart, the communicator was long dead.

Frieza gnashed his teeth in anger.

Zarbon and Dodoria, you scoundrels, just you wait. I'll deal with you properly when I get back.

...

Universe 6.

Space.

Vegeta, carrying Whis, moved forward slowly under her guidance.

The reason for flying so slowly was to wait for Rumsshi.

"It's more comfortable flying with you like this, carrying you. That Super Saiyan 4 is a head taller than me," Whis said with a smile.

"I don't feel anything in this state," Vegeta shook his head.

"What kind of feeling are you expecting?" Whis blinked.

"The kind that makes you uncomfortable," Vegeta said with a smile.

"Speaking of which, what is that thing?" Whis asked curiously. "Get rid of it quickly."

Vegeta: "..."

Could this thing be removed?

But it wouldn't matter even if it were removed, as he could regenerate.

After all, he was immortal.

"By the way, what did you and Vados say back then? How did I die?" Vegeta asked.

"I said you provoked Lord Rumsshi and were destroyed by Lord Rumsshi," Whis replied.

"Now that I've suddenly appeared before them, what will they think?" Vegeta mused.

"They'll surely be surprised," Whis smiled. "But this way, the lie from back then will be exposed."

"Just say you revived me because you felt guilty. How's that suggestion?" Vegeta smiled.

"Being destroyed isn't something that can be easily revived from, unless you use the Super Dragon Balls," Whis shook her head. "We can't tell Lord Champa and Vados about the Super Dragon Balls, can we?"

"Just say you didn't completely destroy me back then, that my soul was strong, and then you revived me," Vegeta suggested.

"This method seems good. Your soul is indeed strong," Whis nodded, finding Vegeta's explanation reasonable.

As the two were talking, Rumsshi quickly caught up.

Immediately, Whis conveyed Vegeta's suggestion to Rumsshi.

"Alright, we'll do as you say," Rumsshi nodded, not objecting. He then added, "On my way here, I was thinking if there's a way to trick Champa. I don't have any good feelings for him, especially since he's Beerus's brother!"

"I'll consider it," Vegeta nodded and asked, "The problem is what do you want to trick him out of? Someone's already been working for you for 8,000 years, and you still want Champa to work for you?"

"Work isn't the right word. I'm still thinking about what would be appropriate to trick him out of," Rumsshi mumbled thoughtfully, shaking his elephant nose.

"How about Truth or Dare?" Vegeta suggested.

"Truth or Dare?" Rumsshi blinked.

"Listen to my arrangements then, and you'll be satisfied," Vegeta grinned.

"Fine, I'll listen to you!" Rumsshi had tasted the benefits now and was completely obedient to Vegeta.

The three of them flew rapidly towards the God of Destruction realm of Universe 6.

...

Universe 11.

God of Destruction realm.

"Marcarita, quickly see if that boy Vegeta has separated from Rumsshi. I'm waiting for him to be alone so I can teach him a good lesson, make him question his entire existence!" Mephisto had been waiting for an opportunity to deal with Vegeta these past few days.

This matter couldn't just be dropped, could it?

Being bullied by a mortal.

Mephisto found it infuriating just thinking about it.

"To step back is to broaden the sky." The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Even though 2,000 years of service were gone, there were still 8,000 years left.

And these 8,000 years were gained by Vegeta and Rumsshi tricking him together.

He was definitely being treated like a fool by these two now.

How could Mephisto not be angry? He wished he could hang Vegeta up and beat him!

Now, Mephisto was just waiting for Vegeta to be alone.

He refused to believe that Vegeta could stay with Rumsshi forever.

As soon as he was alone, he would go and deal with him.

"Let me see," Marcarita said. The crystal ball on her staff flickered, and she began to search for Vegeta's whereabouts.

"Clink!"

Not long after, Vegeta's location appeared on Marcarita's crystal ball, along with the two people beside him.

"No, Mr. Vegeta is still with sister Whis and Lord Rumsshi," Marcarita replied truthfully. "He has already returned to his original form."

"So, what that guy Zamasu said was correct! It really was that Tarble who is Vegeta!" Mephisto's whole body trembled.

Infuriating.

They found someone and kept taking advantage of them. Was this amusing?

Marcarita was observing Vegeta's back.

Suddenly, Vegeta turned around and glanced back.

Marcarita blinked, a hint of surprise appearing on her face.

"Oh dear... I've been discovered, haven't I?" Marcarita exclaimed.

"You... What did you say? Discovered? By whom?" Mephisto asked strangely.

"It seems to be Mr. Vegeta..." Marcarita mused.

"How is that possible?" Mephisto looked incredulous. "Are you saying he can sense you sensing him?"

"Yes," Marcarita nodded.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Mephisto shook his head. "Stop joking! Even if you used your staff to check Rumsshi, Rumsshi might not sense it! Let alone that boy Vegeta!"

"Perhaps I'm being overly suspicious," Marcarita replied.

The possibility seemed very low.

It shouldn't have happened.

When an Angel checks on someone, that person shouldn't be able to sense it.

After all, we Angels are the true gods.

"Let's wait a bit longer. He'll be alone eventually," Mephisto scoffed. "Once he's alone, I'll go and deal with him immediately!"