Night falls, Mount Paozu.
The breeze blew through the treetops, making the leaves rustle.
There is a huge solid wood round table in the wide yard.
The table was piled high with a mountain of barbecued meats, large bowls of rice and a variety of brightly colored vegetables.
The rich aroma of food filled the air, accompanied by the unknown chirping of insects in the distance, making it seem particularly peaceful.
Goku was holding a huge piece of boned meat in each hand, his face was covered with oil after eating, and his cheeks were bulging like two hamsters.
Gine sat next to him, constantly putting vegetables into his bowl, his eyes full of love, and occasionally wiping the oil stains on his face with a handkerchief.
Bardock held a glass of wine and sipped it slowly.
He put on a clean Martial Arts Uniform, but the warrior aura engraved in his bones still couldn't be concealed.
However, in this warm and harmonious atmosphere, the corner of the dining table seemed out of place.
Raditz lowered his head and sat at the edge.
He held chopsticks in his hand, picking at the rice in the bowl.
The barbecue in front of him exuded a tempting aroma, but he didn't even look at it.
Raditz finds it difficult to breathe.
The huge frustration pressed on his chest like a huge stone, almost suffocating him.
He rolled his eyes and secretly glanced at his father.
Bardock, the man who used to be Low-Class Warrior, has now become the superior God of Destruction.
Just looking at that purple-blue Aura made his soul tremble.
Look at my younger brother Kakarot.
The guy who was judged as a waste since he was a child now has power that even the gods look up to.
Even a trace of breath that is released casually is as unfathomable as the vast sea of stars.
Even his nephew Gohan has Battle Power that makes him despair.
And he Raditz, until now, can't even touch the threshold of Super Saiyan.
His strong sense of inferiority made him want to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
He didn't even dare to breathe loudly for fear of ruining the harmonious family atmosphere.
Bardock put down the wine glass.
The wooden bottom of the cup collided with the tabletop, making a dull sound.
The atmosphere in the courtyard instantly became quiet.
Goku stopped chewing, and Gine also stopped holding the chopsticks in his hands.
Everyone's eyes were focused.
Bardock's eyes fell on Raditz, and those eyes seemed to be able to see through all the cowardice and struggles in Raditz's heart.
Bardock reached into his arms.
He took out a pair of worn-out Wrist Guards and threw them on the table.
Wrist Guards scrolled several times on the desktop and stopped in front of Raditz.
It was covered with deep and shallow knife marks, the edges had been worn out of shape, and the dark red blood stains had long since dried and penetrated deeply into the texture of the leather.
"Do you know this?" Bardock's voice was deep and powerful.
Raditz raised his head and looked at the pair of Wrist Guards, his Adam's apple rolled. "This is... the Wrist Guards you wore back then."
"That's right." Bardock crossed his arms on his chest, "At that time, my Battle Power was not even ten thousand. In Frieza's eyes, I was worse than a bug."
Bardock leaned forward and his eyes became sharp. "But when I knew he was going to destroy Planet Vegeta, I rushed forward."
"I knew I was going to die, and I knew that the power wouldn't hurt him at all, but I still punched him."
The voice of Bardock echoed in the night sky, carrying the unique wildness and unyieldingness of Saiyan.
"Raditz, Saiyan can be weak and die in battle, but you can never escape!"
"You think you are weak? Do you think you can't hold your head high in this family?"
Bardock snorted coldly,
"Is it a shame to be weak? It's not a shame. What's really shameful is that you don't even have the courage to face the gap!"
"If you have lost the courage to throw a punch, then you are not worthy of the blood of Saiyan!"
Raditz was shocked all over.
Bardock's words were like a bolt of lightning, splitting open the haze in his heart.
He looked at the pair of scarred Wrist Guardss on the table, and the image of his father facing the Frieza army alone came to mind.
That kind of determination to do something even though you know it's impossible, that kind of pride that would rather die than surrender.
Raditz's eyes turned red instantly.
He gritted his teeth and picked up the pair of Wrist Guards with trembling hands.
The rough touch of leather came, as if it carried the warmth of my father's past.
He put Wrist Guards on his wrist with force.
The moment he tightened the buckle, he stood up suddenly.
Raditz raised his head, and the fierce light belonging to Saiyan rekindled in his originally dim eyes.
The wildness that had been suppressed for a long time was finally released.
"I understand, Father!"
Raditz shouted loudly, with unprecedented firmness in his voice.
He no longer runs away.
Even if he could never catch up with them, he would still fight with all his strength.
Bardock looked at the renewed fighting spirit in the eldest son's eyes and nodded slightly.
The atmosphere had just become heated when an inappropriate voice suddenly sounded.
"Awesome! Let's all finish eating!" Goku shouted excitedly and jumped onto the dining table.
He stepped over two plates of barbecue, and the soup spilled everywhere.
Goku put on a fighting stance and looked at Bardock with shining eyes.
"Dad! You are God of Destruction now, and your strength must have become super strong! Come and fight with me!"
Goku was dancing with excitement, completely ignoring the surrounding situation.
Bardock's face darkened instantly.
He looked at the trampled food and then at his second son, whose face was full of excitement, and a blue vein popped out on his forehead.
Gine covered his mouth and snickered beside him.
Bardock said nothing.
He slowly stood up and clenched his right fist.
Purple-blue Aura burst out instantly on the fist.
Before Goku could react, Bardock's fist had already been punched out.
There was a dull explosion in the air.
Goku The whole figure flew out like a cannonball.
Along with a huge roar, smoke and dust filled the sky in the open space outside the yard.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, a huge pit appeared on the ground.
Goku's whole body was smashed into the ground like a green onion, with only two legs exposed and still twitching.
Chi-Chi rushed out of the kitchen wearing an apron and holding a pan in his hand.
"Goku! What are you doing, you idiot! You have damaged the yard and you are responsible for repairing it!"
When she saw clearly that it was Bardock's hand, she immediately put the pan down and smiled awkwardly.
"Ah, it's dad. It's okay then. Good fight."
"This kid still needs to be dealt with." Bardock retracted his fist and sat down again.
Raditz looked at his brother who was lying upside down in the ground, swallowed, silently picked up the rice bowl, and started to eat rice.
Early next morning.
The sun had just shined on Mount Paozu. Krillin's figure appeared in the yard on time.
He looked at the neatly dressed Bardock couple and nodded.
Krillin raised his hand and swiped in the void, and a Spatial Rift glowing with soft light appeared out of thin air.
"Let's go, Bardock, Universe 4's subordinates are still waiting for you." Krillin said.
Bardock took a deep breath and took Gine's hand.
He was wearing the iconic Battle Suit, but the purple and blue Aura surrounding him highlighted his unusual identity today.
The three of them stepped into Spatial Rift.
The light flashed, and the scene in front of him changed instantly.
Universe 4, God of Destruction Realm.
The colors here tend to be gray-blue, and there is a chilly air in the air.
The huge Inverted Pyramid-shaped building is suspended in the void, surrounded by desolate stars.
Angel Cognac holds Staff and stands quietly in the square in front of Lookout.
Her posture was straight and her eyes were calm.
The space split open, and Krillin took Bardock and his wife out.
The moment Bardock stepped onto the square, the purple-blue destruction in his body Aura was naturally released.
The aura that combines Saiyan divinity and ultimate Destruction Laws swept through the entire God Realm like a storm.
The originally cold air seemed to be ignited, and the heavy pressure made the pillars of Lookout resonate slightly.
The whole God Realm is in awe.
Cognac took a step forward and bowed his head respectfully.
"Welcome, Universe 4, the new God of Destruction, Bardock." Cognac's voice was crisp and respectful.
Bardock restrained Aura and nodded slightly.
A group of people walked into the spacious Lookout Main Hall.
In the center of the hall, the throne belonging to God of Destruction is still somewhat broken.
Those were the traces left when Quitela was taken away by Buu.
Bardock strode to the throne, turned around and sat down.
Gine stood beside him, looking at this magnificent palace curiously.
"Cognac, please report the current situation of Universe 4." Bardock went straight to the point without any politeness.
Cognac stepped forward and Staff gently clicked.
A shimmering Crystal Ball appeared in front of Bardock.
"This is the government affairs record left by the predecessor God of Destruction Quitela." Cognac said calmly.
Bardock stretched out his hand and injected a trace of breath into Crystal Ball.
A large amount of information poured into his mind instantly.
As the information was read, Bardock's face became increasingly ugly.
The records are full of bad debts.
Quitela deliberately provoked two originally peaceful galaxy civilizations to go to war in order to save trouble.
When they are both defeated, they will intervene as gods to mediate and extract a large amount of precious resources from them.
For those evil forces that truly threaten the balance of the universe, as long as they pay tribute on time, Quitela will turn a blind eye and let them slaughter weak planets.
What's more, Quitela also imprisoned several primitive planets as a gladiatorial arena for watching killings when he was bored.
He even eliminated some martial arts civilizations with great potential in advance simply because he felt that when these civilizations developed, they would affect his dominance.
The reason why the overall level of Universe 4 is at the bottom is entirely because of the selfishness, cowardice and cruelty of his predecessor God of Destruction.
Bardock was so angry that he laughed.
Although Saiyan is warlike and has conquered everywhere in the universe, what they advocate is frontal fighting.
This kind of use of the gods' privileges to engage in conspiracy and bullying behind the scenes made him feel extremely disgusted.
"This is the so-called god?" Bardock's voice was as cold as ice.
His palms suddenly exerted force.
There was a crisp "click" sound.
The hard Record Crystal turned into a pile of powder in Bardock's palm.
The purple-blue Aura completely incinerates the powder.
Cognac looked at this scene, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Bardock stood up and strode to the edge of Lookout. He overlooked the vast sea of stars below and took a deep breath.
Purple-blue divine power condensed in the chest.
Bardock spoke, and his voice, through the authority of God of Destruction, spanned the distance of space and sounded directly in the minds of every living being in Universe 4.
"I am Universe 4, the new God of Destruction, Bardock."
The voice was majestic, thick, and undeniably domineering.
"From today on, stop all meaningless internal friction!"
"Whoever dares to bully the weak in the name of gods, or who dares to destroy the balance of the universe for selfish desires, I will personally end his planet!"
Divine Voice is like thunder, echoing in countless galaxies.
On a mineral planet enslaved by high-tech civilization, the ragged slaves stopped their work and
They raised their heads and listened to the majestic voice echoing in their minds, and many of them burst into tears with excitement.
In an interstellar fleet that was invading the primitive planet. When the arrogant star pirate leader heard this voice, he was so frightened that he slumped down on the command chair and immediately ordered the fleet to retreat.
On a planet covered by ice and snow, a group of endangered indigenous people are facing massacre by interstellar predators.
When Divine Voice arrived, the hunters' weapons fell to the ground one after another, and the indigenous people hugged each other and cried, feeling the long-lost justice.
Countless low-level creatures saw hope at this moment. They cheered and worshiped towards the starry sky.
Cognac stood behind Bardock, looking at this tall and straight man.
She has served several God of Destructions, but she has never seen anyone like Bardock. The first thing he did when he took office was to set such strong and pragmatic rules.
No red tape, no pretentious pomp, just straightforward action.
Cognac lowered his head slightly, with true respect in his eyes.
She is convinced that Universe 4, under the leadership of this new god, will usher in a new era of rapid development.
Krillin stood on the side of the hall, watching everything.
Bardock's leadership temperament has been completely inspired.
He is no longer the guilt-ridden Low-Class Warrior, but a god who truly knows how to use power to maintain order.
Everything is on track.
Krillin nodded towards Bardock, turned around and prepared to leave.
"I'll leave this to you. Time is running out. I have to go back to Earth."