Bojack and His Gang

More than a thousand years had passed, yet North King Kai still remembered it vividly. Even saying Bojack's name brought a lingering fear.

That showed just how deeply Bojack had scarred North King Kai back then.

Son Gohan said, "King Kai, is there anything else you need to tell me?"

North King Kai said, "N-no, that's all."

Son Gohan asked again, "King Kai, who exactly killed South Kai?"

North King Kai said, "We don't know. We still haven't found out."

What a disaster. They still didn't know who had done it?

What on earth were those Kais doing?

Son Gohan said, "All right. Is my father there now? I'd like to talk to him and the others."

"They aren't here either." North King Kai shook his head.

"Not there? Where did they go this time?"

Son Gohan was curious. The last time he had contacted North King Kai, Son Goku and the others had gone to Grand Kai's Planet for a martial arts tournament.

Where had they gone this time?

Why were they never on North Kai Planet?

They always seemed so busy.

North King Kai said, "A revolt broke out in Other World. Goku and the others went to help."

Son Gohan froze.

A revolt in Other World? What the hell?

He asked, "What's going on? A revolt broke out in Other World?"

North King Kai replied, "Here's what happened. Frieza and Vegeta used to split control of the 18th Level of Hell between them. They coexisted without trouble for years, and things were fairly peaceful. There hadn't been any large-scale wars in a long time."

"But after Android 17 and Android 18 were sent to the 18th Level of Hell, that delicate balance was shattered. None of the three factions would bow to the others, and they've been fighting nonstop."

"Now all of Other World is in chaos. Half a month ago, King Yemma asked for reinforcements. Goku and the others went over then, and they still haven't come back."

Son Gohan felt a headache coming on.

Those people certainly had energy to spare. They had fought nonstop while alive, and they kept fighting after becoming ghosts.

Their battles never ended. He had to admire their dedication.

Only now did Son Gohan learn that Vegeta had been sent to the 18th Level of Hell after his death, rather than living with Son Goku and the others.

Thinking about it, though, that made sense.

The Vegeta of this timeline had slaughtered countless people and made no meaningful contribution to Earth. King Yemma sending him to hell was only natural.

Go ahead and fight to your hearts' content.

Son Gohan ended his communication with North King Kai and flew to Kami's Lookout.

At Kami's Lookout,

Dende was casting one spell after another on Trunks, bathing his face in a red glow.

Son Gohan stared in surprise.

So Dende's so-called solution was to spam spells on Trunks?

He couldn't tell whether Dende was using the Restoration Spell or the Healing Spell.

Good grief!

Trunks looked positively radiant after all those spells, as though he'd just enjoyed a full-service massage.

Seeing Son Gohan arrive, Dende stopped casting.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and greeted him with a smile. "Gohan."

Trunks was brimming with energy too. "Gohan, what brings you here? I feel like my whole body's bursting with strength."

Son Gohan laughed. "Hahaha, did he give you a little too much of a boost? Well? Any signs of your tail?"

Trunks said, "My butt's a little itchy."

"Then it must be having some effect." Son Gohan smiled.

Just then, Mr. Popo, who had been standing at the edge of the lookout's plaza, walked over.

Mr. Popo immediately asked, "Mr. Gohan, what exactly happened on Earth?"

From Kami's Lookout, Mr. Popo had seen aliens wreaking havoc in East City, but he didn't know the details.

Son Gohan frowned and began explaining the situation with Bojack in earnest.

After hearing him out, Mr. Popo, Dende, and Trunks all looked grim.

Dende said, "Gohan, what are you going to do?"

Son Gohan sneered. "We'll deal with whatever they throw at us, and make sure none of them leave alive. I'm going to give them a little welcome present as soon as they approach Earth."

Trunks sounded excited. "Gohan, you've got a good plan, don't you?"

Son Gohan chuckled. "Once their ship gets close to Earth, I'm going to strike first and treat them to a few ki blasts. Ideally, we'll blow up both them and their ship. Why should we wait until they've landed safely before we start fighting? Heh."

"Gohan, you're downright sneaky." Trunks laughed.

"No, that's called tactics." Son Gohan grinned.

"Hahaha."

"If we destroy their ship, they'll be in bad shape even if they survive. Then the two of us can rush them together and catch them off guard."

Trunks said, "Right. We'll show them Earth isn't so easy to push around."

Mr. Popo and Dende also thought Son Gohan showed absolutely no martial honor, but they wholeheartedly approved of his approach.

When someone was invading your planet, who gave a damn about martial honor?

The next day,

A gigantic spaceship slowly approached Earth.

Aboard the ship, four men and one woman gathered around a huge screen, engaged in a lively discussion.

All five looked excited as they talked about the Dragon Balls.

They were the galactic outlaw Bojack and his four trusted lieutenants.

Bojack, Zangya, Gokua, Bujin, and Bido.

All five came from an inhabited world called Planet Hera.

Their orange hair and aqua-blue skin were their distinguishing features.

Of the five, Bojack and Bido were the largest.

They stood over two and a half meters tall, their bodies bulging with muscle, and definitely weighed more than 150 kilograms.

Gokua was slightly smaller than those two, but he still stood two meters tall. He wore a purple bandanna and carried a greatsword on his back. An expert swordsman, he was also the most handsome of the four men.

Bojack's most trusted confidante was Zangya, the only woman in the group.

Zangya had a slender, graceful figure and astonishing curves at her chest, with seemingly bottomless cleavage on display. Her long, wavy orange hair was dazzling, and her beautiful eyes could steal a soul. At 170 centimeters, her height was just right, while her aqua-blue skin lent her an exotic beauty.

Although she was tall herself, standing beside the other three burly men made her look petite and delicate, almost like a little girl.

The shortest member of the group was Bujin.

Though male, Bujin was small, barely over a meter and a half tall. His body was frail, but he possessed astonishing magic.

Every one of these five was a formidable powerhouse. Even Frieza in his prime wouldn't have lasted a single move against any of them.

How could warriors who had rampaged across the Four Galaxies a thousand years ago have reputations built on nothing?

Gokua looked toward Bojack, seated high at the head of the room. "My lord, have you decided what to wish for once we've gathered all seven Dragon Balls?"

Bojack roared with laughter and looked at his four subordinates. "Hahaha, of course I have."

Bujin said, "Then what will you wish for, my lord?"

Bojack picked up the glass of red wine on the table, tilted his head back, and drained it before saying:

"Although the five of us have long lifespans, those four old bastards sealed us away for over a thousand years. Since we were freed, I've felt that my body is nowhere near what it used to be."

"How can we accept that? We can't. We still haven't fulfilled our dream. Destroying the Four Galaxies is a long and arduous task, and it will take a great deal of time. So I'm going to ask Shenron to grant all five of us immortal lives."

"Once we can never die, the Four Galaxies—no, this entire universe—will one day be destroyed by our hands! Hahaha!"

"My lord, your wisdom is unmatched! Your might is invincible!" Bujin promptly laid on the flattery.

Bojack glanced at him with a crooked smirk, then turned to Zangya and ordered, "Zangya, contact the advance team on Earth. Ask how their search for the Dragon Balls is going."

Zangya's melodious voice rang out. "Yes, my lord."

Then Zangya began sending a contact signal to the advance team on Earth.

But the result was predictable. There was no response.

A minute or two later,

Bojack's expression darkened.

The others exchanged glances.

Two seconds later, Bojack said grimly, "There are only two possibilities. Either those useless fools betrayed us and made their own wish after collecting the Dragon Balls, or they encountered a powerful enemy on Earth and were wiped out."

"Either way, I'm very unhappy."

Zangya brushed back her wavy orange hair and asked, "My lord, what should we do now?"

Bojack said coldly, "Increase our speed. Head for Earth at full speed."

"Yes, my lord," Zangya replied, then rose and headed to the ship's control room.

Under her control, the ship accelerated to an unbelievable speed.

It hurtled toward Earth like a thing gone mad.

Bojack said, "Hmph. Let's see who's ruining my plans. They must have a death wish."

Bido, who had remained silent until then, rubbed his fists and said viciously:

"My lord is right. Whoever they are, we'll make them pay. We'll torture them good and then kill them."

"Hehehe."

As he spoke, a bloodthirsty grin spread across his face.

After increasing the ship's speed, Zangya returned to her original seat.

Bojack spoke again. "Oh, Zangya, how is that investigation I assigned you coming along? Who exactly broke our seal?"

"My lord, all we know so far is that the one who died was South Kai of the South Galaxy. We still haven't determined who killed him," Zangya replied.

Bojack said, "Good. Keep investigating. He's our great benefactor, after all. I'm going to make him one of my subordinates."