Please Spare My Life

A terrifying aura poured down from the sky, the air whistling and booming, making it feel as if the weight of the entire planet was bearing down on you.

So strong!

Feeling the pressure from Vegeta's energy, Zarbon's face stiffened, his body bent slightly, and his eyes were filled with horror. He had only ever felt such terrifying pressure from King Frieza; even the Ginyu Force never exerted such pressure on him normally.

When did Vegeta become so strong?!

Zarbon frowned. "We don't have Dragon Ball here."

Vegeta, of course, didn't believe it. He looked coldly at Zarbon and said, "With your methods, how could you not have collected a single Dragon Ball in so long? Hand it over now, or I'll kill you." As he spoke, a chilling aura pressed down on him.

Zarbon felt his body sink, the pressure on him increased, and cold sweat poured down his back.

Oh no! King Frieza is entangled with someone and can't break free; he's no match for Vegeta.

"I'm telling the truth. Those Namekian have disappeared somewhere, and we haven't found a single Dragon Ball."

"You refuse to hand it over, huh!"

Vegeta, expressionless, landed in front of Zarbon and walked slowly forward, releasing his aura continuously. The earth and rocks on the ground cracked and loosened, and countless winding cracks appeared around him. Some small pebbles were even pulled away from gravity by the powerful energy and floated up.

When Vegeta was only a few steps away from Zarbon, the ground involuntarily collapsed. The terrifying energy caused the spaceship's Scouter to buzz, and a string of bright red numbers flashed continuously on the screen— Vegeta's fighting power.

240,000!

Zarbon noticed the bright red number, his face stiffened, and a chill enveloped his entire body.

Vegeta was truly going to kill himself; he was determined to die.

"Wait, the Dragon Ball you're looking for are with King Frieza. I certainly don't have them here." Zarbon swallowed hard, trying his best to remain calm and maintain his composure.

"Trying to scare me by bringing up Frieza? Fine, since you won't hand over the Dragon Ball willingly, I'll just kill you and find them yourself." Vegeta sneered disdainfully. If Frieza and his crew had really collected the Dragon Ball, they would definitely be in this base.

"If you dare kill me, King Frieza will not let you get away with it."

"Hahaha, Frieza is barely able to protect himself, how could he possibly care about you?" Vegeta sneered, pointing to the dark clouds on the other side of the sky, "See that overwhelming energy? That's the power of Super Saiyan, completely crushing Frieza..."

Although it was Goku, not Vegeta, fighting Frieza at this moment, the Super Saiyan still had the upper hand, and as a Saiyan, Vegeta was quite proud.

"Impossible! How could that terrifying energy be from Super Saiyan?!"

Like Frieza, in Zarbon's mind, Super Saiyan only has a power level of a few million, making them one of the few powerful beings in the universe. However, the energy that has appeared on Planet Namek is incredibly strong; a power level of 120 million is simply impossible for Super Saiyan!

"Hmph, you are ignorant. How could you possibly know the power of Super Saiyan? Although I hate to admit it, I am indeed somewhat inferior to Kakarot right now. I am just Low-Class Warrior who grew up on Earth. I will surpass him sooner or later!"

Vegeta curled his lip in disdain and appeared in front of Zarbon in a flash.

"Kakarot, is that the name of the guy who fought King Frieza?" Zarbon muttered to himself, his eyes suddenly bulging.

Wait, Earth?

In Vegeta's words, Zarbon caught a familiar planetary name.

Wasn't King Cold killed in the very place on Earth? Could it be that the person who killed King Cold is the same person who is currently fighting King Frieza?

"The Earth you just mentioned, is it the planet where King Cold was defeated?"

"King Cold went to Earth?" Vegeta was taken aback, but then he realized the key point. Frieza and his father must have learned about the Dragon Ball through the communication between the Ginyu Force and the Elite Squad. Given their ambition, how could they possibly let go of such a magical item as the Dragon Ball?

In order to obtain the Dragon Ball, the father and son each set off for two different planets—a clever plan indeed.

"Judging from your words, it seems King Cold has already been defeated?"

"..."

Zarbon's silence made Vegeta understand, and he couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter.

"No wonder Kakarot was able to become Super Saiyan. It turns out he went through such a great battle after I left. Very good." Vegeta's voice became high-pitched and excited. "That's right, Kakarot is Saiyan grew up on Earth. Hehe, he's certainly brought glory to Planet Vegeta."

"It really is Earth!!"

Zarbon's heart trembled violently, a chill ran from his tailbone straight to the top of his head, and his whole body felt like it was going to freeze to the bone.

Although he wouldn't admit it verbally, Vegeta had already largely come to terms with it. The person who killed King Cold and the person who fought King Frieza were indeed the same person, and most likely Super Saiyan with unparalleled power in the universe!

At this Zarbon's face was pale, and his heart was filled with regret.

When Frieza entrusted him and Dodoria with the task of eliminating the remaining Saiyans on Planet Vegeta Saiyan, he should have been more thorough and decisive.

"Alright, that's enough of this talk. If you won't hand over the Dragon Ball, I'll find them myself... You and Dodoria were both involved in the disaster on Planet Vegeta. Now that Dodoria has been dead for many years, you'll go and be buried with him!!"

Vegeta stepped forward, staring blankly. A chilling aura suddenly erupted, his hair flying upwards. With a burst of dazzling light, the spot suddenly collapsed, creating a crater. The terrifying energy made everyone feel suffocated.

Whoosh! Vegeta's body surged with an awe-inspiring aura, as if a towering mountain stood before him, and at that moment, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

"Vegeta has become so powerful!"

"The Saiyan are truly a terrifying race."

Zarbon felt a chill run down his spine and his face paled as he took a few steps back. His eyes were fixed on Vegeta, who was exuding an imposing aura. He tried to clear his throat, but his mouth felt dry.

Zarbon knew he was no match for Vegeta. His expression shifted, and he tried to beg for mercy, but then he remembered the Saiyan' Vegeta towards their enemies and knew that Vegeta would never let him go. Suddenly, he knelt down with a "bang" and feigned mercy to Vegeta, while secretly gathering his energy.

He pleaded, "Vegeta, please spare my life, I'm willing to follow you."

Vegeta smiled coldly, "You think I wouldn't know you were gathering energy in front of me? You think you can fool me? You're too naive. Die!"

Powerful energy gathered in his legs, bursting forth with bright sparks. His body flashed forward, attacking Zarbon with a deafening roar.