Tragedy?!

"Swoosh!!"

When the two sides' auras clashed, the sky and earth changed color, sand and stones flew, and even the birds grew restless, fleeing the area one after another. At the same time, the next instant, among the seven opponents opposite, the red-haired woman and a woman with light green long hair suddenly vanished.

"Not bad speed... but why do I keep feeling something's off about you all?"

"Bang!"

Betkas scanned the surroundings carefully with his naked eyes, and immediately spotted the two women launching flying kicks at him from front and back in a pincer attack. Betkas didn't panic; he simply sidestepped slightly, grabbed both women by the ankles with his hands, and said with a hint of killing intent...

"What the hell is up with this guy?!"

The cold, cyan-haired man who had been speaking with Betkas earlier was somewhat shocked. He had clearly sensed that Betkas's strength was roughly on par with theirs, yet the situation seemed overwhelmingly one-sided, as if they weren't facing an opponent of the same level at all.

Especially from Betkas's lightning-fast attack speed, his incredibly high reflexes, his terrifying offensive power, and his flawless rhythm—this guy was definitely no weakling.

"Though men usually love pretty women, I've got no interest in that. The bastards who deserve to die still have to die—going soft isn't my style!"

Betkas looked at the two women struggling in his grip, a cruel smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. In an instant, he hurled both women forcefully forward, then quickly extended his right index finger and roared, "Die!!"

"Danger! Aierli, Sahueke!"

Betkas fired the same golden beam as before, shooting straight at the two women now overlapping each other, as if aiming to kill two birds with one stone—and holding nothing back.

The other five nearby couldn't stand by and watch; they cried out in alarm simultaneously, their figures darting forward in an attempt to save the two women.

"Pfft!"

"Slap!"

The next second, another corpse with a gaping hole in its heart collapsed to the ground, blood gushing out instantly, staining the earth red.

"What? Only got one?"

Betkas muttered with some displeasure at the sight. The woman whose heart he'd pierced was the red-haired one who had spoken earlier. But before dying, she had shoved the light green-haired woman out of the way, so while Betkas's golden beam had pierced through the red-haired woman's body, it had only grazed the light green-haired woman's arm.

"Hmph!"

"Smack!!"

Suddenly, in the next moment, as Betkas was briefly distracted, the cyan-haired man appeared before him, swung a kick across, and struck him on the left cheek, sending him flying sideways.

The cyan-haired man, seemingly enraged, exploded with immense ki and chased after him without pause.

"This guy's the real expert!"

Betkas, still mid-flight, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth as he watched the cyan-haired man closing in, and spoke.

As the cyan-haired man drew near, he stretched out his right hand, palm open, and pressed it in front of Betkas, unleashing a blue Ki Blast straight at him.

"Tch!"

Betkas knew he couldn't dodge, so he had to take it head-on. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, bending them into an X-shape. At that moment, the blue Ki Blast slammed into his arms.

"Boom!"

A massive explosion erupted, a circular shockwave of residual energy expanding endlessly, ravaging the surrounding terrain and whipping up a violent storm.

Gravel and sand splashed against the cyan-haired man's face, but he paid it no mind, staring intently ahead with a serious expression.

"What a formidable bastard. You were definitely hiding your true strength earlier—a battle power of 16,000. That really surprised me."

When everything settled, Betkas's leisurely voice rang out. A disheveled figure slowly emerged from the thick smoke—it was Betkas. His Battle Armor was now tattered, and he had a few minor injuries here and there, but nothing serious.

"Couldn't sit still after losing two of your companions, huh?"

Betkas spoke again, grinning at the cyan-haired man. But to the five opponents, that smile seemed laced with mockery.

"Saiyan, your strength is indeed impressive. But no matter how strong you are, you can't beat us."

The cyan-haired man replied with a serious tone.

"Oh? With your lousy skills? Or are we talking about a war of attrition or a gang-up?"

Betkas sneered at the cyan-haired man.

"Jilake, Huilaer, Misike, Aermasi, Aierli! Use that move! Today, we'll make this Saiyan feel our wrath!"

The cyan-haired man shouted loudly to the five behind him. The five, including the light green-haired woman who had barely survived, nodded in unison. The cyan-haired man then retreated to the center of the group, and the six of them lined up in a horizontal row.

After that, the six spaced themselves apart, seemingly splitting into three pairs. Each pair was about ten meters apart, and within each pair, the two stood five meters apart.

"What are these guys up to?!"

Betkas watched this scene, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

Then, in the next moment, each pair simultaneously performed a strange, symmetrical dance, then extended their hands and touched a single finger from each hand together.

"Isn't this fusion?! Damn it all!!"

Betkas was genuinely alarmed at the sight. He immediately fired off several Ki Blasts in rapid succession, hurling them desperately forward.

"Fuuu—sion!"

Amid the barrage of Ki Blasts, Betkas could still clearly hear the words coming from within the explosions.

Three enormous, overwhelming auras burst forth, the leaked energy blowing away the surrounding dust and smoke. At the same time, three striking, handsome men and a beautiful woman, each wearing the same small vest and white pants, appeared in Betkas's line of sight.

"This is... really unfortunate..."

Betkas looked at the three of them and let out a bitter laugh.