Three Types of Super Saiyan

"Super Saiyan?!"

Upon clearly recognizing the features of the person who had suddenly barged into the battlefield, Roland exclaimed in disbelief. Golden hair, emerald green eyes, and a blazing aura constantly rising from his body—these were unmistakably the characteristics of Super Saiyan.

"Wait, how come there are other Super Saiyan here...?"

He stared intently at the other man, a tall, well-built male Super Saiyan, nearly two meters tall, with ordinary features, appearing to be middle-aged. Then, a golden halo above the man's head caught his attention. "A halo above the head—that's the standard for the dead in the Otherworld. That means this Super Saiyan is actually already dead."

Is this the Otherworld?

Roland's mind raced, and she began to re-examine her surroundings.

The golden auspicious clouds that filled the sky did indeed fit the characteristics of the Otherworld, but a question immediately arose in Roland's mind—according to the rules, in the Otherworld, except for heroes who made great achievements in their lifetime and were able to preserve their physical bodies, ordinary living beings would lose their physical bodies after death and could only exert very limited power.

For example, powerful figures like Frieza, Cell, and Majin Buu wielded immense power and dignified above the gods during their lives, but after death, they were still sent to Hell by the King Yemma with a single seal.

But judging from the Super Saiyan's performance just now, his power was not restricted, and was even terrifyingly strong. Did he retain his physical body, or did his power reach an astonishing level in his previous life?

Roland searched his memory for everything, but unfortunately, he couldn't find any information about the Super Saiyan in front of him.

Just as Roland was pondering the other party's identity, the demon Mansuo had already come to his senses. Looking at the human's identical appearance and features, a surge of anger welled up within him, and he roared murderously, "You even have accomplices! So this is your lair? Who exactly are you? Do you intend to oppose the Demon Realm?!"

The moment the demon Mansuo uttered those words, he suddenly remembered the terrifying power the other party had just displayed and felt a pang of regret. But the words were already spoken, so he could only stubbornly insist, "I am Mansuo, a general under the East Demon King Amos..."

"East Demon King Amos? Never heard of him."

The Super Saiyan opposite suddenly raised his head, his face cold, "How dare a mere Demon Clan act arrogantly in front of me? You're courting death!"

Two gazes, like sharp daggers, pierced deep into Mansuo's chest. At this moment, the demon Mansuo felt as if he were facing King of the Demon Realm. His body trembled, and a heavy pressure, like a torrent, made it hard for him to breathe. This feeling was just like facing Dabura, the king of the demon world.

"Impossible! How could a human possess such terrifying power!"

"You ignorant fool, a mere demon with a combat power of a few billion is so arrogant. Even the rulers of your Demon Realm wouldn't dare to confront us head-on." A cold voice rang out, and the Super Saiyan had appeared in front of the demon Mansuo at some point, extending a large hand and pressing it down on Mansuo's head.

Mansuo trembled violently, a chill creeping up his spine, leaving him feeling cold and uncomfortable all over.

"When?!"

The demon Mansuo stared wide-eyed in disbelief, then felt a chill run down his spine as fear filled his mind.

"Such speed!" Roland couldn't help but exclaim, a cold sweat breaking out on his back. From the very beginning, he hadn't seen how the other party had crossed over him from dozens of meters away and arrived next to the demon Mansuo.

"Where did this expert come from? He's ridiculously strong!"

Roland's lips moved slightly as he stared intently at the person before him, a surge of horror welling up inside him. He knew that his current power was already very close to that of the Android in the original story, but he still had a feeling that if this Super Saiyan wanted to attack him, he wouldn't be able to dodge a single move.

That's terrifying. Could it be that the opponent possesses power comparable to Perfect Cell?

"Junior, has this demon been chasing you?" The Super Saiyan suddenly turned around.

"Uh...yes." Roland answered subconsciously.

"Understood."

The Super Saiyan nodded, his emerald eyes remaining unwavering, and tightened his grip on the demon Mansuo. Mansuo was startled and tried to struggle, but the steel-like hand held his head firmly, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"It's over!" The demon Mansuo cried out in despair, his eyes bloodshot.

Sizzle...

The sound of bones being crushed filled the air. The demon Mansuo's head was deformed by the squeezing, his eyes bulging forward as he stared at the other in disbelief and terror. "No... I don't want to die! Please spare me, or Lord East Demon King and Lord Dabura won't let me go..."

"You talk too much nonsense."

The Super Saiyan increased his strength, and with a soft "plop," like a watermelon hitting the ground, the demon Mansuo's painful roar ceased. As the red and white liquid splattered down, the demon's last remaining head was crushed.

With a disdainful flick of his arm, the intense energy burned away all the blood on his hand. Then, he unleashed a Ki Blast at the headless demon's body. With a deafening boom, the demon Mansuo was completely reduced to a wisp of smoke.

The whole process was effortless, as easy as crushing an ant, without any difficulty whatsoever.

Did the demon Mansuo really die like that?

Roland felt a chill run down her spine, and her heart nearly leaped out of her chest.

Not long ago, the demon Mansuo had been swaggering and arrogant in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, he had become a mere ghost... Such a stark contrast made him sigh, realizing that his own power was utterly insignificant compared to this Super Saiyan. Perhaps, the opponent's power had already surpassed that of Dabura, the King of the Demon Realm.

After the demon Mansuo died, a soul suddenly appeared in the void. Mansuo's soul appeared completely, except that there was a halo above his head, as if he had not yet realized that he was dead.

"I'm actually alright... Haha..." The demon Mansuo was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed. A special rule descended through space and, as if catching a chick, snatched away his soul.

"His soul has been sent to the King Yemma." Roland watched silently, knowing that a severe judgment awaited him.

The middle-aged Super Saiyan sneered, then, after exiting Super Saiyan, looked at Roland: "Junior, how did you manage to provoke such Demon Clan, and even appear in Hell?"

Roland paused for a moment, then asked, "Is this Hell?"

"Don't you know that this is the first time I've ever seen a living person trespass into the Otherworld?"

Upon hearing this, Roland was startled. Although she had guessed that this place might be the Otherworld when she saw the halo above the other person's head, she still couldn't help but be surprised when the other person confirmed it.

"You are also Super Saiyan, but as far as I know, the deceased likely did not have a physical body, especially since their soul entered the Otherworld... their strength should be far less than it was in life."

This is a limitation imposed by the rules of the universe. To ensure the stability of the Otherworld, no matter how powerful a master was in the mortal realm, after death they are reduced to a soul. With their strength greatly weakened, the King Yemma of Hell can determine a soul's sentence with a single seal. Of course, souls who have made great contributions in life are exempt. They will be granted a physical body and can continue their cultivation after entering Other World.

In fact, this is also a safety net provided by the cosmic rules to prevent crises on Earth. These heroes who retain their physical bodies will live in Other World, and will be allowed to return to Earth to save it if it falls, but only for 24 hours.

It can be considered the last barrier protecting humanity.

The middle-aged Super Saiyan glanced at Roland and said indifferently, "You seem to know quite a lot. Come with me."

As he spoke, the middle-aged Saiyan led the way, and Roland quickly followed behind. Soon, the two arrived at a lush green forest. In front of them was a wide lake. A gentle breeze blew, and the water rippled. Under the bright sunlight, it shimmered with tiny golden rays, like petals falling layer upon layer on the lake. The magnificent scene was like paradise.

In a bamboo house, a middle-aged Saiyan sat on the ground, while Roland sat upright, carefully observing his surroundings.

If the other party hadn't said it Hell, Roland would never have believed it.

"Souls that normally enter Hell naturally lack a physical body, but I'm different. I only came to Hell because I was tired of staying elsewhere." The middle-aged Saiyan glanced at Roland. "My name is Yamoshi, and I come from Other World."

"My name is Roland," Roland quickly introduced herself.

Saiyan can actually enter Other World; this person in front of me is probably a big shot.

"How is the Planet Sadala now?"

"It's developing very well," Roland said.

Yamoshi was somewhat surprised. "It's not destroyed yet? The civil war back then was very serious; many of our people went to Hell."

Civil war?

Surprised, Roland replied, "Planet Sadala was indeed destroyed once in ancient times. The surviving Saiyan wandered the universe and eventually settled on a planet called Planet Vegeta..." He then gave a general account of Planet Vegeta's history, continuing until the reconstruction of Planet Sadala.

Roland had no reason to hide anything from this Super Saiyan named Yamoshi. A Saiyan who could gain a physical body and enter Other World couldn't be that bad.

After listening to Roland's account, Yamoshi paused for a moment, then said, "So the Saiyan have been in decline for so long. It's already quite fortunate that Planet Sadala was able to recover. What's even more remarkable is that Super Saiyan has reappeared."

"Wow, your eyes are actually gold! That's quite rare."

"Were there Super Saiyan with golden eyes in ancient times?" Roland asked. Yamoshi replied, "There were a few, but they were prone to losing control. It's rare to find someone like you who can maintain their rationality. Those were mutated Super Saiyan, with terrifying potential, but they were too dangerous."

Roland took a look and thought to himself that the Mutant Super Saiyan that Yamoshi mentioned might be the same type as Broly. Speaking of which, he was a little different from Broly. His Golden Eyes were enhanced by absorbing the power of ape transformation.

"How many types of Super Saiyan are there?"

"As far as I know, there are three types. One is the ordinary form of Super Saiyan like me, whose eyes are emerald green after transformation. Another is Mutant Super Saiyan with golden eyes like you. And then there's... the red one, I don't know if it counts as a Super Saiyan. Back then, we called that type of Saiyan the Super Saiyan God."

"The Super Saiyan God!!" Roland's heart trembled.

It differs from "Super Saiyan God" by only two words, but it is a completely different level of existence compared to Super Saiyan God.

Super Saiyan God, as the name suggests, is a warrior created from an ordinary Saiyan through a special method, with power levels roughly similar to a regular Super Saiyan; while Super Saiyan God is a warrior created by further sublimating power after reaching the ultimate Super Saiyan.

One is a true god, the other is merely a mortal.