Time flies, and soon two months have passed since Frieza's death.
During this period, the entire Northern Galaxy was very unstable. Many territories of Frieza's Legion were lost one after another. Rumors about Frieza's death were rampant. However, because there was no concrete evidence, the surrounding predators did not dare to act rashly. Otherwise, if you don't eat the mutton, you'll end up in a mess.
Among these areas, the unrest in the southeastern part of the North Galaxy is the most severe.
The local ruler Shilagu just disappeared not long ago, and soon Frieza in the southern part of the Northern Galaxy also disappeared. Could there be some big force secretly spying on the territory of the Northern Galaxy
This is not impossible. Many giants in the universe have thought about it and decided to wait and see for a while...
Half a year after Frieza's death, the situation in the Northern Galaxy finally began to become unstable. Led by King Crud and Kevera, several parties began to compete for the territory left by Frieza. A large-scale battle for hegemony was about to begin. It's time to start.
In the eastern part of the Northern Galaxy, King Crud's palace.
King Kruder sat on the chair with a gloomy expression, and ink dripped from his dark face: "Frieza has been confirmed dead, but his murderer has never been found."
King Crud's voice was very cold, and the cosmonauts below him were trembling. You looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't dare to talk to each other.
With a bang, King Crud drank a glass of red wine and placed the glass on the table with force.
King Crud was a little sad about Frieza's death. It was a pity that he lost an obedient son, but he was more afraid of the murderer.
He knew Frieza's strength best. Although he was not as good as his father and his eldest brother Kevera, he was a rare master in the Northern Galaxy. With such great strength, he was actually killed by someone unknown. How could King Crud feel at ease if he didn't investigate the matter clearly.
After lowering his head and being silent for a while, King Crud raised his head and a few cold gleams flashed in his bloody eyes: "The news has spread, what is the action on the Kvira side?"
A blue-skinned cosmonaut said: "The northern region army controlled by Lord Kevera is mobilized frequently and may expand southward."
Hearing this, King Crud's eyes narrowed slightly, his purple lips raised slightly, and a terrifying aura erupted from his whole body like an ancient behemoth. The aura turned into air waves and swept away in all directions.
King Crud sneered: "Kvira is also eyeing the territory left by Frieza. Pass my order, and all the Crud army will take action. We must not allow Kvira's power to continue to expand."
Kvira's ambitions are much greater than Frieza's, and he will never be satisfied with Frieza's territory. When Frieza's territory is digested by him, his next target will be him, King Crud. How could King Crud give in at this time? Of course, he would try his best to consolidate the territory of Frieza's forces.
"As commanded."
"My subordinates will immediately pass on the order."
The cosmonauts below responded loudly and exited the palace one after another.
After everyone left, King Crud sat quietly on his chair, feeling extremely gloomy. Why did Frieza fail to live up to his expectations and be killed by someone of unknown origin? If Frieza hadn't died, he wouldn't have been so passive due to being attacked from both sides.
Northern Galactic North.
Kvira was also lamenting the death of his useless brother, and then sneered. If Frieza had not died, he would have no chance to counterattack King Crud.
"Frieza died at the right time, but someone was actually able to kill Frieza. It seems I have to pay attention."
Kwela sneered, but he didn't really care much. After all, his strength is a terrifying 470 million, and this power gives him great confidence. What he has to consider now is whether to have a head-on conflict with King Crud. He really doesn't want to give up on the fat piece of Frieza's territory.
"That's all, let's just have a conflict. Everything is under my control."
He didn't have much respect for King Crud. With a more mature mind, he was more independent and ambitious. The Northern Galaxy is such a large area. In the past, the father and son divided the territory to maintain balance. Now that Frieza is dead, King Crud's power has weakened, and Kvira and King Crud are about to clash head-on.
"Quickly take over Frieza's territory. Even if we encounter forces from the east of the Northern Galaxy, don't stop!"
After giving the order, Kvera stood in front of the porthole, gazing through the glass at the vast, dark sky with faint red stars. He was determined to decide on the southern territory of the Northern Galaxy.
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As time went by, the struggle for supremacy between Kvira and King Crud intensified, and soon their legions began to fight in Frieza's original territory. Seeing the two hegemons of the Northern Galaxy competing for each other, many predators who smelled the meat and wanted to take a bite thought about it and reluctantly withdrew from the fight for hegemony.
So next, in the Northern Galaxy, only the men of King Crud and his son were fighting for the planet.
This kind of competition lasted for more than half a year. In the end, the dust settled. Frieza's power was divided into two, with the bulk of it entering Kvira's pocket. Only a small part of the territory near the east was absorbed by King Crud.
King Crud was very dissatisfied with this result, but he had nothing to do. Kvera's wings had grown hard, and he could no longer stop the expansion of his eldest son.
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Earth.
In a room full of warm colors.
A slender girl walked into the room, lifted Mu Yang's sheets, and saw an equally beautiful girl curled up in the quilt. The girl hummed twice, got into the quilt, and looked at Mu Yang without blinking. .
Both of these two girls have locks of beautiful hair like clouds, a pair of shining eyes, skin as tender as jade and as soft as honey, and slender figures, as peaceful and natural as a cluster of orchids.
It was the twin sisters Melia and Melis.
Mu Yang sat up, looked at them and said, "Melia, what are you two doing today?"
"It's been ten years since I left Planet Sara. Go back and see the changes." Melis whispered.
Melia stuck out her tongue, but she was very carefree: "Melis and I are about to have our eighteenth birthday. You come with us back to Planet Sarah, and then hold a wedding!"
Melia said it righteously. Although she, Melis and the combined Melia were already Muyang's wives, they represented "Mexia" in the previous life. She and Melis had not yet held a wedding with Muyang. It’s a wedding!
Mu Yang looked at the two sisters and lamented how time flies. When he took the two sisters out of Planet Sara, they were just over eight years old. Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. The little Lolita back then were all She has grown into a mature girl. I remember that Mexia was "eaten" by him when he was this big.
"Since you two sisters are so anxious to marry me, then I will agree."
Mu Yang laughed and agreed.
"Who said that I was in a hurry to hand it over to you? If the two of us marry you, you will take advantage of it." Sisters Melia and Melis rolled their eyes at Mu Yang and said in unison.
"Yes, I got a big advantage!" Mu Yang hugged them from left to right, feeling really good.
(End of chapter)