Frieza Descends

Inside the palace of Planet Vegeta.

The surroundings were adorned with numerous fresh flowers, leaving a walkway in the center covered by a red carpet; the entire palace hall looked extremely festive.

King Vegeta saw that the preparations were nearly complete and prepared to summon all the Saiyan to hold another meeting.

Suddenly!

A Saiyan emerged from the side, looking very similar to Nappa, and walked over with an angry expression.

"My King, how has the investigation into my son's matter been going?"

It turned out this man was Nappa's father; two years ago, his son had suddenly vanished and never appeared again.

He was King Vegeta's right-hand man, and his family was among the elite of the Saiyan, yet King Vegeta had still not investigated the disappearance of his son clearly even after two years.

King Vegeta's face turned cold: "I have more important matters right now; we shall discuss it later."

Having said that, King Vegeta headed toward the hall entrance.

"You..."

Nappa's father pointed at King Vegeta's back, trembling slightly.

It had been two years, and there had been no news of Nappa; Nappa's father had long realized something, but King Vegeta's current attitude made his heart turn cold.

He and his family had served King Vegeta for so many years, and now all they received in return was indifference!

The bond had faded!

This day.

Just at this moment.

Sizzle!

A sharp whistle came from the sky, the sound of air currents rubbing against metal.

The originally bright sky suddenly turned dim, as if the space above had been covered by something; one could see dense swarms of spaceships crossing the void, a scene like a plague of locusts passing through.

The ships broke through the atmosphere of Planet Vegeta from outer space and finally hovered on the surface of the atmosphere.

Centered on a large spaceship, they were lined up in a row, with smaller ships at the ends; in such a situation, these small ships were completely insignificant.

The large spaceship stopped in the very center, orange-yellow flames spraying from its base, while the exterior was wrapped in a ring of pitch-black metal forming a circular corridor, with bright light seeping out from the special transparent glass, like yellow gemstones embedded upon it.

In the center was the ship's control room, covered by a curved dome; looking at it, one could clearly see the guy inside the small craft, with two sharp horns on his head, blood-red eyes, purple-black lips, and two lines resembling blood tears beneath his eyes.

He—Frieza!

Frieza picked up a glass of crimson wine, his movements slightly elegant, and said nonchalantly: "Have we arrived at Planet Vegeta?"

"Yes, Lord Frieza." Dodoria replied respectfully.

"Go, tell King Vegeta to lead all the Saiyan to see me!"

"As you command."

King Vegeta summoned all the high-ranking Saiyan for a meeting.

"Frieza is already above Planet Vegeta, and he demands that all of us Saiyan go to see him."

King Vegeta was holding the final meeting inside the palace, but Frieza's action was a bit strange; why didn't he land directly on the planet?

King Vegeta felt that something was not quite right.

"Then let us call Bardock and the others to go and welcome him together, otherwise the consequences of Frieza getting angry will be very serious!"

"Indeed!"

King Vegeta's subordinates discussed among themselves.

"Forget about Bardock and the others, let's go and welcome Frieza together." King Vegeta raised both hands, signaling that they were ready to depart.

"But, Frieza told all of us Saiyan to go!"

"Hmm? Did you not hear my words?" King Vegeta frowned, very displeased that someone would contradict him.

Did they really think King Vegeta didn't want to let Bardock come along to welcome him? It was just that he couldn't find Bardock's whereabouts at all!

King Vegeta stood in place for a moment, his eyes filled with a fierce light as he looked at the crowd.

The scene fell silent.

No one raised any more objections, and King Vegeta led all his subordinates to prepare to welcome Frieza.

Walking out of the palace, King Vegeta looked up to see dense swarms of spaceships blocking the sky, so thick that even light could not penetrate through.

This dim sky made King Vegeta feel completely uneasy, and his heart kept pounding, as if some ominous event was about to happen!

"Is it just my imagination?"

I hope so!

King Vegeta condensed a small energy wave in his palm, then immediately dissipated it!

What was coalescing was nothing else but an artificial moon!

King Vegeta's eyes glinted with a fierce light, his mind racing, I hope you don't do anything rash, Frieza!

Frieza sat atop his hover pod, drifting slowly out of the massive mothership, flanked by his subordinates.

Looking closely, for such a grand occasion, Frieza's elite squad—the Ginyu Force—was nowhere to be seen.

"Long time no see, King Vegeta." A faint smile touched the corners of Frieza's mouth, as if he were genuinely delighted to see an old friend.

"Greetings, King Frieza!" King Vegeta flew into mid-air, bowing halfway to show his respect.

As King Vegeta bowed, his subordinates behind him shouted in unison.

"Greetings, King Frieza!"

Over two thousand Saiyan gathered together, their response deafening, echoing through the heavens.

At a glance, the Saiyan stood expressionless with their bodies hunched; no matter how much they loathed Frieza, at this moment, they all performed the necessary formalities.

Frieza said nothing, and his subordinates beside him remained equally silent.

They left the Saiyan hunched over just like that.

The scene turned deathly silent.

What is the meaning of this, Frieza!

King Vegeta gritted his teeth, clenching his fists, and stole a glance upward at Frieza, only to see him watching them with a playful expression.

Just then.

Frieza suddenly spoke: "King Vegeta, don't you Saiyan have a fellow named Bardock? Why is he not here?"

Bardock's reputation was not only famous among the Saiyan, but even Frieza had heard of this guy; for a mere low-class warrior to reach a battle power of 10,000, Frieza couldn't help but be a little curious about him.

One could tell from his tone that Frieza was in a foul mood, and cold sweat streamed down King Vegeta's face.

Just moments ago, King Vegeta had discovered that Bardock and his subordinates were nowhere to be found, and no matter how he searched, they were gone—perhaps they intended to give him a show of force when Frieza arrived.

Damn you, Bardock!

"Er, this..." King Vegeta stammered, unable to finish his sentence.

King Vegeta could hardly admit that he and Bardock were at odds and that he couldn't even command him!

As the king of the Saiyan race, how embarrassing would it be to admit he couldn't even order his own subjects around!

Not hearing the answer he wanted, a cold light flashed in Frieza's blood-red eyes, and his small body erupted with a terrifying aura, making everyone feel an especially chilling, ghostly cold.

The surrounding ships swayed left and right the moment he unleashed his power, as if they might snap their moorings and fall at any second.

However!

In that very instant.

Frieza withdrew that aura, acting as if nothing had happened at all.

King Vegeta and his subordinates behind him all had beads of cold sweat on their foreheads; if Frieza's aura alone was this powerful, how immense must his true strength be!

"Hahaha, it's nothing, don't be nervous, everyone relax!" Frieza said with a nonchalant laugh.

The expressions on the faces of Frieza's subordinates were strange, as if they were merely watching a show.