Dragon Ball Villain System

The light blue energy group blasted out from the smoke, easily smashing a corner of the steel building behind the generals. .1kanshuThe hard iron plate turned into powder, and the blackened brick fragments were scattered.

Bardock retracted his still smoking palm, a little impatiently: "Let Blanc come out and see me immediately. This is your last chance."

The Saiyan who died in the battle on the planet Kanaya was a low-level warrior with only 1400 combat points, which was far from comparable to Bardock. To put it bluntly, Bardock can kill everyone in Kanaya in a single thought.

"Monster...he is a monster..." The soldiers looked at Bardock in confusion, their bodies trembling slightly with fear, but no one ran away.

"Hmph...Kambor, let's go." Bardock snorted coldly and took the lead towards the iron gate of the defensive building.

Campbell followed closely behind him, his pace was extremely arrogant and he didn't recognize his relatives.

Wherever Bardock passed, soldiers holding firearms lay down one by one. Their hearts were pierced in an instant, and they could not even reflect how they died.

They have been given a chance.

Professor Blanc... I haven't seen him for seven years. I wonder how the old guy is doing?

Blanc likes to wear white robes that symbolize holiness and always has various books in his hands. The four-lens glasses are integrated with him, and his stooped figure but cloudy eyes are always shining with brilliance.

"This old guy's life is really enviable." Campbell looked around: "My son is a filial king, he can do whatever he wants."

The interior of the defensive building is extremely luxurious, with two rows of chandeliers inlaid with expensive gems and gold. There are exquisite carvings on the walls, and an oil painting with a special artistic conception hangs every few steps. The soldiers stood guard at the corner in pairs, responsible for protecting Blanc's safety.

"Who are you?"

Outside an iron door inlaid with bright gems, two soldiers wearing red armor and holding iron axes scolded Bardock and Campbell. Their iron axes fell across each other like sharp gates.

Bardock remained unmoved and moved forward at a steady speed. The two iron axes fell without hesitation, and the sharp axe's light was breathtaking.

The imagined scene of brains splattering did not appear. The iron ax seemed to be chopping on heavy metal that was harder than the iron ax itself. The ax blade burst into pieces, and the soldiers' arms were numb from the shock, but Bardock didn't even look at them.

Smashing the iron door inlaid with gems, you were greeted by a pungent sour smell. There was garbage everywhere, and green bugs were crawling up to the knees.

A fat man wearing a crown holds an iron whip in his hand, and in front of him is a white-haired old man chained to a cross. The old man's body was covered with whip marks, and the pungent smell emanated from him.

"Are you the king?" Bardock walked behind the man wearing the crown: "Take me to see Professor Blanc immediately."

"Who are you?" The king turned around and stared at Bardock: "How do you deserve to see my father?"

"Uncle, he is Blanc!" Bardock was about to take action when Campbell screamed. He pointed at the sloppy old man chained in disbelief.

"You...you are..." The old man raised his head, his voice hoarse like a duck having its throat pinched: "A Saiyan?"

"Saiyan?!" The king exclaimed, glancing at the hard iron door that had a hole poked by Bardock. He was so frightened that he dropped his iron whip and ran away.

"I am Cambor, we have met before." Cambor ignored the king, his palm turned into a knife, and he cut off the iron chain that locked Blanc.

"You're here...you're really here..." Blank burst into tears: "If you had come a few days later, I would have been killed by my dear son!"

"Son?" Campbell was a little confused: "Isn't your son famous for his filial piety?"

"Hehehehe...hehe...hahahahahaha!" Blanc laughed wildly, showing his yellow teeth: "Yes...he is famous for his filial piety...if he were not famous for his filial piety, there is no way he would have become the king of Zuo Sheng Kingdom! "

The current king is Blanc's fourth son. He did not have the right to inherit the country, but he moved Blanc because of his filial piety. Blanc resolutely gave up his power and abdicated the throne to him, while he retreated behind the scenes to engage in scientific research. After becoming king, he revealed his true colors, killed Blanc's cronies with thunder, and took control of the country. He imprisoned Blanc and gave Blanc the highest treatment for his reputation of loyalty and filial piety.

Until that day, a Saiyan wearing black armor invaded the planet Kanaya. Blanc activated the war weapon he developed and threw the invader's head into the dark abyss.

The king saw the power of war weapons and forced Blanc to mass-produce them, but Blanc was opposed. So this 'filial' king imprisoned his father for seven full years.

The cross used to bind Blanc was covered with dust and the chains were rusty. The sour smell of Blanc's body even blended into the cross, making it impossible to separate.

The luxury inside this defensive building was completely prepared for the king. Because the king would come here every time he had free time, take out the blood-stained iron whip, and interrogate his father with his own hands. The soldiers outside were not set up to protect Blanc, but to monitor and block this unknown secret.

"I heard that my dear son is imitating the war weapons I created, haha... If he can imitate it, the three-headed horse I raise can become a professor!... But speaking of which, I don't have a three-headed horse." Blanc Trembling on the ground, he walked like a child who had just learned to walk: "Little Cambo, do you have any wine?"

"Little Kambo?" Bardock frowned, dissatisfied with this title.

Cambor is a proud Saiyan warrior, and this name once made Bardock rack his brains.

"Alcohol? Professor Blanc, you never touch that kind of thing."

"People always change." Blanc showed a mad dog expression: "Just like my dear son..."

"I can help you kill him." Bardock clenched his fists. He liked fighting.

"No, he is my son, and I will not allow others to hurt him!" Blanc shouted.

Yes, the king is his son. Although this son is despicable and selfish, he is still connected by blood. Blanc has always been soft-hearted, how could he do it?

Bardock is a father, and he understands this feeling best. Seeing that Blanc was crazy, he said no more.

"Is this father's love?" Campbell sighed: "If you weren't still valuable, I would have died long ago."

"You have misunderstood." Blanc smiled ferociously: "What I mean is... I must cut off my son's head myself! He is my son, and the three brothers who were killed by him are also mine. Son! I will hang his head directly above the Zuo Shengwang Palace to expose his despicability to the world!"

Bardock turned around: "I'll bring your son over."