Vast stretches of space.
A ball of light, like a meteor, streaked across the sky.
As the view drew closer, it became clear that the object was a spaceship identical to Frieza's.
King Cold and his men had gathered their forces and rushed over in a hurry.
"Report, Your Majesty. We'll land on Planet Namek in twenty minutes."
"Frieza's life signs disappeared at this location."
A horse-headed alien from the information department spoke to King Cold with great respect.
The aura emanating from King Cold was simply too powerful.
The alien couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.
"We've come all the way to Planet Namek and still haven't found Frieza. It seems he's met with disaster."
"I'll make every last Namekian pay for his death."
King Cold gazed at the grassy-green Planet Namek before him. His face twisted with pain as he roared in fury.
In truth, he had sensed long ago that his son was dead.
He had merely clung to the faint hope of finding Frieza's cells.
The closer they drew to Planet Namek, the heavier his heart grew.
He could even feel a faint, wrenching pain in his chest.
He still couldn't accept that Frieza was really dead.
Planet Namek!
"Oh no."
"There's an incredibly powerful and evil aura approaching our planet."
"And there are many others whose auras are even stronger than ours."
"What should we do?"
"Those bastards must be here to steal the Dragon Balls."
"This aura is several times stronger than Frieza's was a month ago."
"And there are a lot of them, too."
"Oh, no! Are we really going to be wiped out? Someone, please save us!"
The Namekians could already sense the immensely powerful evil aura drawing closer to their planet.
And there were many aliens stronger than they were.
Everyone had been traumatized by Frieza.
Those aliens were simply too powerful and utterly inhuman.
Last time, Frieza would have wiped them out if Son Gohan hadn't come to their rescue.
"If only Big Brother Gohan were here."
"He'd definitely be able to defeat the bad guys again."
Dende suddenly spoke up.
Everyone turned to look at him.
That was right. Only a Super Saiyan could defeat these evil invaders now.
But how could they notify them?
Time passed, second by second.
The Namekians were frantic with worry.
But there was nothing they could do to stop this disaster.
Boom!
A massive spaceship flew overhead.
An evil aura instantly enveloped the entire planet.
The Namekians trembled in terror.
Just as they were at a loss for what to do—
Whoosh!
A large group of people suddenly appeared in the sky.
Son Gohan had used Instant Transmission once again to bring everyone here.
They slowly descended in front of the Namekians.
"Big Brother Gohan! You're here!"
Dende ran up to Son Gohan and threw his arms around him, as if he'd found a lifeline.
His big brothers had all been completely shaken, and he'd been terrified, too.
When the Namekians saw Son Gohan and the others descend from the sky once again, their faces lit up with excitement.
It was as if they'd taken a dose of reassurance. They knew their planet would be saved.
Son Gohan sensed an incredibly powerful aura.
It seemed Frieza's father, King Cold, had come looking for them.
"My home, Planet Namek—I've come back."
Piccolo looked at his people and his home, overwhelmed by a deep sense of familiarity.
He took a few deep breaths, then slowly let them out to calm his excitement.
Piccolo now felt like someone who'd been living abroad, never seeing his own people.
Then, one day, he'd returned to his homeland and seen people who looked just like him.
At that moment, there were no words to describe how he felt.
"Hello. Welcome back."
The Namekians had been so excited that they'd only just noticed Piccolo's words.
At last, they were seeing the member of their people who had lived on Earth: Piccolo.
They greeted one another.
Then they flew toward the place where the spaceship was landing.
The noncombatant Namekians and the Grand Elder didn't go to the battlefield.
If the Grand Elder died, the Dragon Balls would disappear with him, and they wouldn't be able to use them to bring anyone back to life.
The massive spaceship's hatch slowly opened.
King Cold stepped out.
A large group of underlings followed behind him.
King Cold had deliberately come to take revenge, so he'd brought his entire force.
When everyone saw what King Cold looked like, they immediately understood.
He was Frieza's family. They looked exactly alike.
"Vegeta, so you're here too. I suppose that means you had something to do with Frieza's death."
King Cold's eyes were bloodshot, like those of a furious lion.
Suppressing his rage, he roared at Vegeta and the others.
His appearance was very similar to Frieza's Second Form: tall and imposing.
"Heh, heh, heh. I couldn't kill Frieza before."
"But killing all of you now will be just as satisfying."
A wicked smile curled Vegeta's lips as he spoke to King Cold with a playful look.
The moment he saw Frieza's father, he wanted to kill him.
"What's the point of all this talk? Let's just fight."
Now that Son Gohan saw King Cold, it was as if he could see his battle power constantly soaring.
This time, he was sure to reap a rich harvest.
"Saiyans are dogs that can never be tamed. It seems Frieza was right to destroy Planet Vegeta."
King Cold smiled smugly at Vegeta and Son Gohan.
He'd also noticed the brown tail behind Son Gohan.
He hadn't expected to find another Saiyan besides Vegeta.
"Damn you! You'll pay for this!"
Vegeta's eyes seemed to spit fire.
He was like a furious tiger.
"Saiyans? What's so special about them?"
"Truly, the young are fearless."
King Cold saw that Son Gohan was just a little boy and assumed he was weak.
His sharp eyes swept over everyone, and he spoke with disdain.
The strongest fighter among them had a battle power of only a little over ten thousand.
Son Goku could sense that King Cold was even stronger than Frieza.
"Kill them!"
King Cold swept his hand through the air, ordering the troops behind him to attack.
Then he slowly floated up to watch the fight.
"Kill!"
"Take them down and avenge King Frieza!"
"Charge!"
A swarm of underlings rushed at Son Goku and the others like flies.
There were at least several hundred underlings from the Frieza Force.
"Don't be afraid. Fight with everything you've got. Even if we die, the Dragon Balls can bring us back."
"Kill!"
Nail, the strongest Namekian warrior, shouted.
Today, it was either them or their enemies.
Now that Son Gohan and the others had joined them, they had nothing to fear.
At worst, they could be brought back with the Dragon Balls after they died.
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