Evil Saiyan Legion!

"Hehehehe..."

"The prison gates have actually opened!"

"Hahaha...!!"

"Though I know not what medicine those fellows are brewing in their gourds, since they have opened the prison gates, we are truly free!"

"And there is even a fellow here!"

From within the prison, evil voices rose one after another.

Those voices sounded as if they had come from hell itself.

Wave after wave of powerful auras rushed toward him!

They were quite evil.

Mu Chuan, however, remained calm; after all, he had long been aware of just how vicious a group of Saiyans he was about to face.

At this moment, data fluctuations began to appear on his scouter.

"1980... 1600... 1750... 2300... 2214... 1845..."

"The highest combat power is 2300!"

"They really are weak enough; no wonder they are low-class warriors!"

Although he had expected it, seeing the combat power values displayed on the scouter made it clear why King Vegeta and the others had been so generous.

After all, they were just a bunch of low-class warriors!

No matter how much havoc they wreaked, they were nothing more than cannon fodder.

However...

He did not care at all; as long as they possessed Saiyan blood, he could forge them into a very powerful legion.

But before building the legion, he had to make these fellows truly submit to him first.

Upon hearing Mu Chuan's muttering, the previously arrogant and evil Saiyans suddenly fell silent.

Even though they were only low-class warriors, for someone to mock them right to their faces—this was intolerable!

They were instantly enraged!

"Where did this little punk come from, daring to look down on us!"

"It seems we haven't appeared for so long that people have forgotten our power!"

"Then we shall let you know that rank is not the only standard for strength! Neither is combat power!"

Among them, a Saiyan with a combat power of 2100 shouted arrogantly, instantly condensing an energy blast in his hand.

He fired it straight ahead!

One energy blast after another slammed into Mu Chuan.

Smoke swirled.

"Hahahahaha... That's what you get for looking down on us; go straight to hell!"

Seeing the energy blasts hit Mu Chuan, he wore a ferocious expression.

However...

A voice slowly drifted out, causing his entire body to stiffen.

"Is that it?"

"If this is the only level you have, then you can go die!"

A red energy beam pierced through the prison, causing the entire structure to collapse instantly, and the Saiyan who had just attacked was wiped out on the spot.

Many Saiyans nearby were caught in the blast; Mu Chuan's single strike had taken out a large group of the evil Saiyans.

The prison had been demolished!

He held nothing back against these evil Saiyans; only those who survived were qualified to be his subordinates.

As for the cannon fodder...

Whether they lived or died depended on their luck!

As the smoke cleared, only a dozen or so Saiyans remained alive, though every one of them was wounded, with expressions of pain etched upon their faces.

The commotion here had long since attracted the attention of many.

Yet, while people gathered to watch from the periphery, no one stepped forward, and Mu Chuan ignored the surrounding Saiyans and aliens alike.

He looked coldly at the wounded, evil Saiyans.

"Now, I give you two choices: the first is to follow that previous group to the afterlife, and the second is to submit to me!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you have Saiyan blood flowing through your veins, with combat power like yours, you wouldn't even catch my eye!"

"But Lord Frieza is merciful, which is why you have been given the chance to regain your freedom and truly turn your lives around!"

"If you refuse to know what's good for you..."

"Then, I don't mind sending you all on your way!"

If Mu Chuan had said these words at the beginning, they would have certainly invited mockery, but his cold and ruthless display of power just now had shocked more than just these Evil Saiyans!

Even the Saiyans and aliens watching from the shadows had developed a sense of dread toward him.

This was a man who feared nothing and no one.

And he killed without a second thought!

Faced with such a cold-blooded and vicious character, one should never provoke him lightly unless absolutely necessary!

This was the consensus among the onlookers.

As for those Evil Saiyans, they were inherently wicked to the core; they would do anything to survive, provided that the person in charge possessed the strength to control their lives.

Mu Chuan was precisely capable of doing just that.

Without a shred of hesitation, those Evil Saiyans all dropped to one knee!

"King, we swear to follow you to the death!"

"Good, you have made the right choice!"

Mu Chuan looked coldly at this group of Saiyans.

"However, your combat power is too weak. Even within Planet Vegeta, you would be considered the lowest of the low."

"I will take the time to put you through special training. If you cannot endure it or fail to meet my requirements, I won't mind weeding you out!"

"As for the consequences for those who are weeded out? I don't think I need to say more!"

Faced with this group of Evil Saiyans, Mu Chuan intended to enforce very strict rules. Although they were nominally part of Frieza's army, he needed to keep them firmly under his own control.

He would turn these Evil Saiyans into the sharpest blades in his arsenal!

Perhaps one day, they could even tear apart the army of the Universe Emperor, Frieza.

Faced with Mu Chuan's words, the Evil Saiyans remained unmoved; they were used to living life on the edge of a blade, living one day at a time!

The days spent locked in prison had nearly driven them mad, and now that they could regain their freedom, they naturally saw nothing wrong with his terms.

Every day they lived was a day gained!

Dealing with such vicious and depraved individuals, Mu Chuan knew from the start that he could never show them any kindness.

If he revealed even a hint of weakness, he would truly be devoured by these guys.

Having subdued these Evil Saiyans.

The Evil Saiyan Legion was officially established!

After a simple round of medical treatment, he led these Evil Saiyans toward the territory of Frieza's army.

"Ohohoho..."

"Looking at you, it seems you have already subdued this group of Saiyans?"

"Yes!" Mu Chuan kept his posture humble. Even though he possessed the Sign-in System, his current combat power was not yet enough to break free from Frieza's control.

Moreover, he had yet to sign in and obtain the special abilities of the Frost Demon race from Frieza, so he could not leave Frieza's army just yet.

Therefore, he still needed to remain by Frieza's side.

Because of the Sign-in System and his Gravity Equipment, his actual combat power had long since surpassed 20,000!

It was only due to the suppression of the Gravity Equipment that his surface combat power appeared to be only 9,000, but even so, it was nearly equivalent to the existence of King Vegeta himself!!