Planet Vegeta finally disappeared from the universe in a violent explosion. When space had settled down again, the beautiful blue-and-white planet was gone from its orbit. Only a few scattered, irregularly shaped asteroids remained, drifting silently through the void.
Those asteroids were all that was left to show a planet had once existed there.
"King Frieza, all life signs in the direction of Planet Vegeta have completely vanished," Kikono reported.
Frieza chuckled, his purple lips parting in a confident smile. "Since I took care of it personally, naturally there couldn't have been any survivors. Heh heh, the fireworks from destroying a high-level planet really are more spectacular than those from other planets."
Berryblue gave a cold snort. "Just because you were in a bad mood, you wiped out such a fine fighting force under your command. Lord Frieza, you really are willful. The Frieza Force won't be able to expand into other territories for a long time because of this."
Her words carried a clear note of reproach.
"Do you think I was wrong, Berryblue?" Frieza asked in a low voice.
"Wasn't it wrong? The Saiyans may be useless, but they're good fighters. If you really couldn't stand them, you could have weakened them in another way. You could have sent them to the front lines. I think they'd have been more than happy to take on that role."
Berryblue wasn't intimidated by Frieza. She stared him straight in the eye.
The aliens present broke into a cold sweat at Berryblue's boldness, afraid her behavior would anger Frieza.
"Heh heh heh..."
Frieza narrowed his eyes, but surprisingly, he wasn't angry. "You misunderstand, Berryblue. It's not as if I was in a hurry to destroy the Saiyans. Lord Beerus was displeased with Planet Vegeta and wanted it destroyed. Wiping out the Saiyans was just something I did along the way."
Kikono hurried to back him up. "Things are exactly as King Frieza says."
Hearing that it had been Beerus, the God of Destruction, who gave the order, Berryblue looked surprised. "So it was Lord Beerus's idea. That explains it. I thought you'd destroyed the Saiyans because you feared the legend of the Super Saiyan!"
Frieza couldn't help but scoff. His face was full of disdain.
"The so-called Super Saiyan is nothing more than a story the Saiyans made up to make themselves look impressive. There's never been any proof of it. Why would I be afraid? To be honest, apart from Lord Beerus, there's no one in the universe I fear. Even my father is no match for me anymore."
"Still, the Saiyan race is somewhat interesting. It's just that they're too stubborn to be of any use to me. By the way, Vegeta and the others are still out on a mission, aren't they?"
Zarbon stepped forward with elegant poise and answered coolly, "The Vegeta Squad has five members. They're on a mission on a remote planet and didn't return to Planet Vegeta this time. Does King Frieza want them killed?"
Ever since Frieza had ordered all Saiyans eliminated, Zarbon had kept a close eye on Vegeta and the others.
Frieza waved his hand, a glint flashing in his crimson eyes. "Let them live. I want to see whether they can become this so-called Super Saiyan."
Then Frieza ordered Zarbon and Dodoria, "Tell the Frieza Force to begin. Eliminate every Saiyan except the Vegeta Squad. And remember, don't make too much noise."
"Understood!"
"Leave it to us, King Frieza."
Zarbon and Dodoria answered together.
Sitting in his hover pod, Frieza smiled faintly. "Mr. Zarbon, Mr. Dodoria, don't take too long. Several merchants have already ordered planets from us. If we don't have enough people to deliver them on time, we'll be breaking our agreements."
"Does Lord Frieza really keep his promises to merchants?" Berryblue asked, looking skeptical.
Frieza smiled elegantly. "Heh heh heh, Berryblue, I'm a perfectly respectable businessman."
Indeed, Frieza was cruel and evil, but he kept his word and was a proper businessman.
When it came to business, Frieza behaved like a perfect gentleman. Even with the weaker soldiers in his force, he showed them due courtesy and paid them well.
Of course, Frieza's immense power was what allowed him to be so composed. The gap between him and the others was so great that he didn't mind showing mercy to the weak. But if anyone truly did something to anger him, he would still strike like lightning, reducing them to ashes in an instant.
For years, Frieza had led the Frieza Legion in plundering planets all across the North Galaxy without restraint. But he never occupied them. Instead, he immediately sold every planet he acquired to the wealthy of the universe.
To Frieza, his strength had long since made him invincible in the universe. No matter how many planets he occupied, they would be of no use to him.
Leading the Frieza Legion on raids across the universe was more like a way for him to sample the lives of ordinary people. It was like a tycoon who was used to eating delicacies from land and sea, but, tired of them, occasionally switched to some simple vegetarian dishes for a change.
For example, imagine you lived in the countryside and owned a house in a poor village with no running water or electricity. Even if the house covered two or three hundred square meters, no one would envy you. People would only think your life was hard, nowhere near as comfortable as living in a small, fifty- or sixty-square-meter apartment in the city.
But if you had tens of millions in your bank account, that wouldn't be hardship. It would be an experience.
Frieza leading his forces into battle in person was much the same. He enjoyed the thrill of combat, but he also enjoyed experiencing his lofty status.
Whenever he saw the pain and despair on an opponent's face as they faced death, Frieza felt exhilarated. It gave him immense satisfaction. Compared to that, a few measly planets meant nothing to him.
"Mr. Dodoria, Mr. Zarbon, I hope you complete the mission soon."
Frieza sat aboard his ship and nodded to Zarbon and the others.
"Hahaha! I'll kill every last Saiyan who's left!"
Dodoria roared with laughter. His spiked body trembled with excitement, and his plump figure looked like a huge water balloon. But don't underestimate him because he was fat—his power level was over 20,000.
Zarbon was much more elegant than Dodoria. He replied calmly, "Rest assured, King Frieza. We'll wipe out the Saiyans as soon as possible."
Watching Dodoria and Zarbon leave the control room, Frieza turned around. A cruel smile formed at the corner of his purple mouth as he gazed into the vast depths of space.
The history of Planet Vegeta had come to an end. Along with it, the mighty Saiyan race, once so invincible, had been destroyed.
PS: <Dragon Ball Z: The Final Battle—One Man Against the Universe> and Bardock: The Father of Goku conflict with the settings in Jaco the Galactic Patrolman and Dragon Ball Super: Broly, among others. They were also promotional works for the Dragon Ball Heroes game, so they haven't been used here. Bardock really did die; he didn't travel back in time to the ancient past.
Disclaimer: This book only uses Akira Toriyama's manga and original concepts. All anime-original content is ignored.
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