that way. Therefore, he was only partially blamed for all the dead and so that he knows how to appreciate the second hell, Enma probably has him the body calm. Whoever is thrown into a hole as a soul does not feel so much of the stench .... But the loneliness and the fact that one cannot scream as soon as a soul does that, the stench hits her too, are the real torture of this hell. "
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The maintenance path also led past the holes of the Ginyu Force, who were just as apathetic as Cell, and when Sonou asked Kaio about their punishment, he said that he had never read Enma's explanation properly.
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The boundary between the second and third hell was an incredibly high wall of broken glass, sharp knife blades, arrowheads, needles and rusty saw blades.<br />
"Nobody can get over here without bleeding like a fresh steak," said Master Kaio and fished two pairs of gloves out of nowhere. "Here, put them on. The rest of your clothes are armor enough." He slipped the other pair on himself and walked along the wall to a place where blades and shards had shattered under many feet. "The Saiyans must have gotten over here. Nice of them for trampling us down a reasonably safe path."
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Even so, it was anything but easy to climb up the wall. Sonou's heavy boots also made him break in to his knees again and again. With horror he heard the blades scrape over his trouser legs. But Master Kaio hadn't promised too much. The fabric held and so they reached the top after about two hours of climbing. They were both equally out of breath. The hell that now opened up was exactly what one would expect underneath, boiling sulfur lakes, rivers of boiling oil, even more hills and mountains of blades and shards, lava flows and walls of fire."This is actually the third through the fifth hell," said Master Kaio, panting heavily. "To rationalize, the three have been merged, there isn't a lot of staff who work voluntarily here, despite all the bonus payments. D wasn't a very nice manager and if an answer didn't suit him, it could be that he was in the truest sense of the word, poor devils first bathe in an oil lake and then walk through a wall of fire. "
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“That's cruel.” Sonou was horrified.
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"That's right, and that's why he had more union lawsuits than anyone else. It didn't hurt the devils, but afterwards their clothes were just ashes. Can you imagine the embarrassment of having to do his job in front of everyone?"
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On the descent they were even more careful not to slip into one of the large, rusty saw blades that often protruded meters high from the tangle of blades due to the steepness of the slope. "You can't really hurt yourself dead," groaned Master Kaio."The whole of hell is based on the psychological effect that no soul, no matter how long it has been here, really believes it. Everyone expects blades to cut, that fire burns, and that's why they feel exactly this pain when they come into contact with them . D is really very good at it ... "
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Once at the bottom, Sonou and Master Kaio looked around searchingly. Due to the confusion of the triple hell and its huge dimensions, the Saiyans they were looking for could really be anywhere.
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"Let me see ..." Master Kaio let his feelers play. "Over there, at D's headquarters, I feel great energies. There they have to be."
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With great certainty, Master Kaio found the best way around the fire walls, over the swaying stepping stones of the boiling brooks and the barely visible paths around the lakes. The heat was similar to that in the space of spirit and time, so Sonou coped with it quite well. The wailing of the souls who made atonement in the various facilities, on the other hand, ached in his ears."I know they've all done bad things," he said to Master Kaio. "But isn't there any other way to clean it?"
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"I have not determined the punishments of hell," said the Kaio, who did not leave it indifferent either. "You can talk to Enma when we get back. Maybe not paradisiacal conditions but more bearable ... The Saiyans' wishes are not that unreasonable."
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"Nice to hear," said a familiar voice from across a wall of fire.
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Freezer, small, blue and white and obviously in a good mood, was crouching behind a huge desk made of black onyx and had his three-toed feet on the polished surface. Around him crouched, kneeled or stood Saiyans in the familiar uniforms. Neither Sonou nor Master Kaio had ever met Vegeta's father, but the King of the Saiyans was hard to miss on Freezer's right. Sonou's gaze slid over those present to assess their fighting strength.A warrior who visibly stood out from the crowd caught his eye.
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"I saw it too," came it softly like a breath from Kaio, who had followed Sonou's gaze. "He looks like an older version of you. But there are more who look like you, apparently you were really a popular model ..."
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Sonou recognized that too. Still, something about that older Saiyan with the red headband made one side of him sound. I have a clue that he should know him ... but where from?
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"Have you looked around enough?" Asked Freezer spitefully. "Very impressive my troop, isn't it? And you are the negotiators that Enma sent me. What does he have to say to us?"
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End of part 1
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