Slaughter

This small tribe had only a few dozen natives, yet it was the strongest tribe in the surrounding area. They occupied the best location on the barren plateau and were also closest to the water source. For a long time, they had been invincible. Anyone who entered their territory would be brutally slaughtered. Over time, few tribes dared challenge them.

When Chaya appeared, they were using primitive methods to cook the corpse of a native from a neighboring tribe. One thigh had already been roasted to a fragrant crispness and was being divided among them.

Judging from the violent split in the corpse's skull, it must have suffered a heavy blow before death.

Chaya's appearance instinctively made the natives sense danger. He wore dark brown soft armor, with faint streams of light flickering across it. It looked exceptionally luxurious, something they had never seen before on Planet Dodoria.

These primitive natives did not know what battle armor was. They were merely stunned by the "splendid" outfit.

"Cooking your own kind for food—you really are savages worse than beasts. Even mongrels do not eat their own kind. You're worse than mongrels!"

A chill flashed through Chaya's eyes. He suddenly realized that the mongrels from his previous life had truly been humanity's good companions. Compared to these savage natives, they were incomparably nobler.

The natives could not understand Chaya's words, but they seemed to sense that he was insulting them. They let out guttural "gulu gulu" growls into the air, trying to frighten him away.

But who was Chaya? How could he be scared off by a few incomprehensible roars from natives? Seeing that their low growls could not drive him away, the natives were clearly enraged. They threw down the "work" in their hands, and dozens of massive figures soon leaped into the air, surrounding Chaya.

Every one of these natives stood over three meters tall. Their huge bodies loomed before Chaya with an oppressive presence, creating the illusion of big brutes bullying someone small.

The natives let out low, furious roars, their voices chaotic and violent. As they roared, vast, disorderly currents of air surged forth, and the scorching, dense atmosphere instantly churned and boiled.

It was like a small boat sailing on the ocean. A moment ago, the water had shimmered peacefully beneath calm skies, but the next moment, the sea suddenly became turbulent, with raging waves rising to the heavens. The drifting boat seemed liable at any moment to be swallowed by the waves and sink to the ocean floor. The sight was perilous and terrifying.

Unfortunately, terrifying as it was, Chaya stood unmoving at the center of the vortex.

"The Ki is too scattered. Their energy isn't being used efficiently. They look like they're close to 1,000 battle power, but in a real fight, they probably can't even bring out 900."

His eyes swept lightly across the area. He remained completely indifferent to the rapidly changing Ki field around him, with little expression on his face.

With his current eyesight, he could easily see the flaws in these primitive natives.

He gently raised a hand and stirred the air.

A vast and majestic aura immediately overflowed from Chaya's body, spreading outward like thunder. In an instant, the earth began to shake and violent winds rolled through the land. Even using only 1,000 battle power, skillful application was enough to trigger all kinds of abnormal weather phenomena.

"Roar—"

Faced with the terrifying aura suddenly erupting from Chaya, the pupils of the dozens of primitive natives contracted, and they could not help but take two steps back.

But soon, recovering from their shock, they pounded their chests and let out long howls. Their upper and lower fangs ground against each other, producing harsh "squeak squeak squeak" sounds.

The frightened natives exchanged glances, then suddenly huddled together in a very strange formation before roaring furiously. Then something remarkable happened. Centered on the clustered natives, the sound waves actually became visible ripples, shaking the air in expanding rings.

At the same time, dried tree trunks and broken stones seemed to be twisted by immense force, lifting from the ground with rustling sounds. Then, with crisp cracks, shrubs were uprooted and danced through the air alongside the stones.

Wave after wave of air surged outward. The fierce energy storm possessed the potential to devour everything between heaven and earth as it continued spreading in all directions!

Chaya watched the primitive natives' movements in surprise, then shook his head. "Unfortunately, it's still just brute force. There isn't the slightest bit of technique involved!"

These primitive natives had not learned how to use the Ki within their bodies. In battle, they often only knew how to attack their enemies in the most savage ways, but that was also the most inefficient and exhausting method. They were not even a match for the beasts of Selma. Beasts fought by instinct, and great battle power only made them more terrifying, but these primitive people were far inferior.

No matter how great their strength was, it was useless if they could not hit their enemy.

It seems this mission won't be as difficult as I imagined!

Chaya secretly mused, his expression growing much more relaxed.

He had originally thought that completing the extermination mission on Planet Dodoria without exposing his true battle power would take some time, and he had prepared himself for a long campaign. But once the actual fighting began, he discovered that these primitive natives truly were... very stupid. They possessed powerful bodies, yet had no idea how to use them.

With such naturally gifted physiques, if they were given several thousand years to develop their own martial arts, it might not have been impossible for them to advance to a higher-class planet!

But now, they were destined to be destroyed.

Whoosh—

Chaya's gaze locked tightly onto the primitive natives like an eagle's. A sharp glint appeared in his dark eyes, which remained as calm as an unseen black hole in the universe, silently devouring everything.

"Hah!"

Chaya let out a low shout, his aura rising again and again until his power was finally fixed at 1,000 battle power. Such strength was more than enough to deal with these natives.

He looked coldly at the natives, then his body suddenly moved at high speed, unleashing an attack like wind sweeping away clouds. The natives instinctively sensed a threat approaching. The scent of death trembled through their nerves, and with startled cries, they scattered in all directions.

"None of you are getting away..."

Chaya narrowed his eyes, and a cruel smile appeared on his youthful, handsome face. At that moment, the Saiyan's bloodthirsty nature revealed itself.

Countless afterimages suddenly appeared in midair, while his true body had already swiftly caught the natives' escape routes. In a flash of lightning, he struck out with his palm. Smack! Smack! Smack! His fist wind shifted, and he swung again. Nearly every punch robbed a primitive native of the ability to move.

"Roar, roar, roar..." The overwhelming difference in strength tore at the primitive natives' minds. They endured one violent impact after another, like high-speed cannonballs smashed by enormous force and pushed to the brink of exploding.

"It's time to end this!"

Chaya murmured. This battle held little value for him; it was merely a one-sided slaughter.

He raised one hand above his head and spread his five fingers. With a slight exertion of force, an energy sphere radiating crystalline light gathered in his palm. A crimson glow covered its surface, making it resemble a beautiful little sun that radiated scorching brilliance.

It was a signal flare of death!

Whoosh—

The energy descended!

A thunderous rumble erupted. The sky was instantly shrouded by a high-energy force, becoming especially gloomy as immense pressure swept forth, blotting out the sky and sun. The air twisted like a lens, obscuring the scorching sun overhead.

Wisps of green smoke rose, and gravel covered the ground.

When the smoke gradually dispersed, the plateau's last remaining "oasis" had vanished as well. All that remained was a massive circular crater a thousand meters across, its depth impossible to fathom.

Looking at the lives he had destroyed with his own hands, Chaya felt no ripples in his heart, as though he had merely killed a few insignificant ants. He was not a compassionate person, because he was only carrying out his mission. To the weak, the strong stood as high above them as gods.

If he wanted no higher "god" above himself, then he could only strive to become a "god" himself.

"Phew, that's one target dealt with..."

Leaving the nearly desertified flat plateau, Chaya advanced toward his next target. There truly were many powerful lifeforms on Planet Dodoria. Before long, another native lifeform entered his field of vision.

It was a towering giant with only one eye. Standing over seventy meters tall, it was like a high wall stretched across the land before him. Knotted muscles covered its entire body, brimming with explosive power.

This giant reminded Chaya of the Cyclops he and Selyne had killed together on Selma. It had the same burly, towering body and powerful muscles, but the giant before him stood even taller than the one they had faced back then.

"1,020 battle power. It should be the strongest lifeform on this planet." Floating alone several hundred meters in the air, Chaya made the guess with a composed expression.

Times had changed. A mere thousand battle power no longer mattered to him at all. Even if he stood there and let the other side attack him, it might not be able to break through his defense.