"Kid, I see your eyes darting around. Thinking about running again? It's useless. With your level of power, there's no way you can escape from us," Jeice said with a chuckle, clearly seeing through Broly's thoughts.
Broly grinned but didn't respond.
At that moment, he suddenly sensed an extremely powerful aura rapidly approaching from afar.
From the intensity of that energy, there was no doubt—the one arriving was Frieza.
Broly had expected Frieza to come, but he hadn't imagined he would arrive this quickly.
This was bad.
Glancing around, he saw Ginyu and the others watching him closely, clearly on guard in case he tried to escape.
It seemed that breaking free from them was nearly impossible. Even if he fought with everything he had, he'd just get beaten down by the four of them and still fail to escape.
Forget it… I'll deal with it when Frieza gets here.
Broly clenched his teeth, silently hoping that Frieza wouldn't decide to use him for experiments.
Ten seconds later, Frieza's massive spaceship came to a halt near Ginyu and the others.
"Swish!"
The hatch opened, and Frieza floated out on his hover pod, smiling faintly.
Very quickly, he spotted Broly surrounded by the Ginyu Force. His tail flicked lightly, and the smile on his face grew even wider.
"So, you're Broly?" Frieza slowly drifted closer, narrowing his eyes as he looked him over.
Broly still couldn't speak. He simply nodded, watching Frieza warily—the emperor of the universe.
"With your strength, managing to toy with all of us… that's quite impressive," Frieza said with a smile. But as he spoke, his triangular eyes suddenly turned sharp.
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, two crimson beams shot out from Frieza's eyes, streaking straight toward Broly.
Broly was startled, but quickly realized that the energy contained in those beams wasn't particularly high. Judging by power levels, they were only around ten thousand.
That level of attack meant nothing to him.
After a brief hesitation, Broly chose not to dodge, allowing the beams to strike him directly.
"Boom!"
The two beams hit him head-on.
With a dull thud, Broly's body was blasted upward. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale.
"That's a small lesson for you. Once I finish dealing with this matter, I'll decide what to do with you," Frieza said, looking at Broly with satisfaction. Then his gaze shifted toward the distant black hole, his eyes growing deeper and more intent.
Broly couldn't understand what Frieza was planning. The blood he had just spat out was merely an act—meant to make Frieza lower his guard.
At that very moment, Broly suddenly noticed that the black hole in the distance was moving toward the planet from earlier.
In the next instant, the planet abruptly changed course—only to be forcibly pulled in and completely devoured by the black hole.