Bah! Trash!

Son Goku grinned, put on his sunglasses, and adjusted the frames.

Then, he took a deep breath and looked toward the distant white light.

However, as the distance closed, the white light grew increasingly brilliant.

The sunglasses were completely unable to block that blinding radiance.

Son Goku couldn't help but cry out, quickly tearing off his glasses and rubbing his eyes incessantly.

His eye sockets turned blood-red, and tears streamed down his face.

"Bang!"

The Flying Nimbus carried Son Goku straight into a steep, high cliff.

Gravel sprayed everywhere, and dust filled the air.

Son Goku tumbled from the cliff, his body rolling several times in mid-air.

As he neared the ground, Son Goku immediately adjusted his posture, flipped over, and landed steadily.

Son Goku rubbed his bruised body, baring his teeth in a grimace.

He rubbed his eyes again, forcing a helpless smile onto his face.

"What's going on?" Son Goku was a bit confused, scratching his head. "Are the sunglasses not working?"

He put the sunglasses back on and looked up at the sun again.

The sunlight became soft through the lenses, and looking at the sun was perfectly fine.

Why did his eyes feel so incredibly painful when looking at that mass of white light?

Son Goku was completely baffled, his brow furrowed.

"Gohan, Krillin, and Piccolo's energy signatures are all there." Son Goku rubbed his chin, muttering to himself. "The three of them are still alive... As for those two Saiyans, one of their signatures vanished just now, but the other one is still there!"

He paused, closing his eyes to sense the surroundings.

"I don't know who is fighting that Saiyan, but there's a very unfamiliar energy signature at the scene. It's not very strong; could this person be the one fighting them?"

Son Goku opened his eyes, a trace of doubt in his gaze.

"Snap!"

He jumped back onto the Flying Nimbus, his feet planted on the golden cloud.

Son Goku took a deep breath and pointed his hand forward.

The Flying Nimbus carried him toward the direction where Soro was located.

However, this time, Son Goku didn't dare look at that shining white light again.

He turned his head away, keeping his face to the side and using only his peripheral vision to confirm the direction.

The golden Flying Nimbus streaked across the sky, drawing ever closer to the wasteland shrouded in white light.

He was flying along at a good pace.

"Whoosh!"

Son Goku suddenly felt something flash past him.

Son Goku instinctively turned his head to look behind him.

Soon, Son Goku noticed a guy with spiky hair flying away into the distance at an incredible speed.

The person's figure looked like he was fleeing for his life, his speed astonishing.

"What incredible speed!" Son Goku controlled the Flying Nimbus to a stop, watching Vegeta fly away with a look of surprise.

He scratched his head, his brow slightly furrowed.

Just as Son Goku was feeling a bit dazed.

"Whoosh!"

That white, shining light was hurtling toward him at high speed.

The white light was moving even faster than the person from before.

Son Goku glanced back and his eyes unfortunately took the hit.

"Ah!"

Son Goku cried out, instinctively raising his hands to cover his eyes.

At that moment, Son Goku's expression changed in alarm, and he hurriedly steered the Flying Nimbus down toward the ground.

"Goku, over here!" Krillin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly shouted excitedly at Son Goku, waving his arms frantically.

"Dad, we're over here!" Son Gohan was moved to tears, the droplets streaming down his cheeks, his small face flushed bright red.

"Go pick him up." Piccolo said to Krillin and Son Gohan, his voice low. "His eyes have already been hit."

The two did not hesitate, immediately taking flight to reach Son Goku's side.

"Krillin? Gohan?" Although Son Goku could not see very clearly, he was still able to sense their auras.

He blinked a few times, but his vision remained a blur.

"Goku, you're finally here!" Krillin let out a long sigh of relief, a look of immense release appearing on his face.

Piccolo also flew over from the distance at this moment, landing gently beside Son Goku.

"What on earth happened?" Son Goku rubbed his eyes, asking with a wry, helpless smile as his eyelids continued to twitch, "What was that white light?"

"Goku, didn't you wear sunglasses?" Krillin pointed to the sunglasses resting on Son Goku's forehead, looking puzzled, "How did you still get hit?"

"I don't know what happened." Son Goku shook his head, took off the sunglasses to inspect them, and then put them back on his head, "The sunglasses didn't work at all."

"Huh?" Krillin scratched his bald head, lost in thought, "Even the sunglasses didn't work? Is this some kind of magic attack?"

"What exactly happened?" Son Goku asked hurriedly, his tone filled with urgency.

Krillin immediately told Son Goku everything that had transpired, point by point.

From the arrival of Vegeta and Nappa, to the deaths of Yamcha, Chiaotzu, and Tien Shinhan.

Krillin's voice grew lower and lower, his fists clenching tight.

"Yamcha... Chiaotzu... Tien Shinhan..." A wave of grief and indignation washed over Son Goku; his teeth gnashed together, and his eye sockets turned red.

"Chiaotzu has already died twice." Krillin let out a helpless sigh and lowered his head, "I'm afraid he can never be revived again."

Son Goku was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and looked toward Nappa's direction once more.

"Ah... ah..."

Nappa was actually still alive, struggling right there.

His two severed body parts lay in a pool of blood, his only remaining hand clawing weakly at the ground.

However, his condition was dire!

His body had been sliced in half at the waist, one arm was missing, and there was a hole in his thigh.

Blood stained the soil beneath him, and his breathing was faint and rapid.

Fortunately, the vitality of a Saiyan was quite tenacious; had this been an ordinary person, they would have kicked the bucket long ago.

The vitality of a Saiyan is indeed tenacious; after all, in the original story, Vegeta's heart was pierced by Frieza's energy beam, and he was still able to speak several more sentences.

"This guy is actually still alive!" Krillin marveled, the corners of his mouth twitching.

Piccolo and the others stepped forward, appearing beside Nappa.

The group formed a circle, looking down at the mangled body on the ground.

"Damn it!" Nappa clenched his fists, his face twisted as he glared at Son Goku and the others, his eyes filled with hatred, "It shouldn't be like this! You bunch of ants! The ones who should be dead are you lot!"

"That Vegeta who came with you." Piccolo chuckled with schadenfreude, a curve forming on his lips, "He's in a sorry state right now! You've already lost!"

"That's impossible, that is absolutely impossible!" Nappa gritted his teeth and shouted, his voice trembling from the pain, "Vegeta will definitely kill him, and then it will be your turn to die!"

"Bang!"

Piccolo struck out with a fierce palm, the energy bursting from his palm to directly end Nappa's life.

Nappa's head lolled to one side, his eyes still wide open, his body finally motionless.

"Pah!" Piccolo spat on Nappa's body, his gaze cold, "Trash!"