"Huh?! Isn't that Raditz? Wasn't he dead... Could it be, could it be that he's been revived?"
Nappa saw Raditz standing at the very front of the group and was utterly astonished.
They had received news of Raditz's death through the communicator and had also learned of the Dragon Balls, so they had come all the way to Earth. Yet everything before them felt strange. Raditz was alive, and he even seemed to be leading a group of Earthlings behind him.
"That brat!" Vegeta snarled through clenched teeth as he abruptly sped up his descent.
Boom—!
The two landed heavily, and their Scouters began to beep.
Their Battle Suits were identical to Raditz's. They looked ferocious, and the savage aura emanating from them sent chills down everyone's spine.
"Were you waiting for us?" Vegeta folded his arms, his expression full of disdain. "And you, Raditz, had better explain what this is all about."
His face was grim, on the verge of exploding. If Raditz had not died, then it could only mean he had deceived him. A low-class warrior actually dared to fool him?! He was courting death.
A killing intent quietly spread through the air. Everyone felt an icy chill and their scalps tingle.
In the past, Raditz would certainly have trembled in fear, his legs going weak. But now, he wore a smile instead and stepped forward. "Vegeta, I was never dead. I said that only because I wanted to invite you to Earth so we could have a proper talk."
"Hahahahaha." Vegeta burst into laughter, laced with suspicion, contempt, mockery, and rage. "You colluded with Earthlings to deceive me. You have already betrayed the Saiyans! I'll kill you, then wipe out every human on this planet!"
"Right, Earth was originally part of Frieza's plans. You'll destroy Earth for him, and then what? Which planet will be next? Are you going to spend your whole life as Frieza's lapdog?"
Raditz shot back in an even more mocking tone.
Those words were like a thorn piercing Vegeta's heart.
"Shut up!"
"Looks like you don't want things to continue this way either. Then why not resist? My younger brother on Earth, Kakarot—also called Goku—has a group of outstanding companions around him. If the three of us join forces as well, we absolutely have a chance against Frieza."
"Don't make me laugh! You pieces of trash dare talk to me about joining forces against Frieza? Hmph! You're all idiots!" Vegeta's screen clearly displayed Raditz's Battle Power—1800.
Nappa chimed in, "A Battle Power of 1800 is indeed a bit stronger than before, but that level of strength is still useless!"
"Scouters aren't always accurate."
Goku cut Nappa off and interjected.
Facing the two Saiyans, the fire of battle had already been ignited within him. Vegeta especially made him itch for a fight. It would be difficult to persuade the two of them at present, and in the worst-case scenario, both sides would have a full-scale battle. That was exactly what Goku wanted.
"You're Kakarot, right?"
"My name is Goku!"
"Boring. Tell me, if Raditz wasn't dead, does that mean the so-called Dragon Balls were fake too?" Vegeta was still concerned about the Dragon Balls.
"No, the Dragon Balls are real. They can grant any wish."
Hearing that, Vegeta revealed a satisfied smile. This trip to Earth had not been wasted after all. He truly hated Frieza and wanted to deal with him, but Raditz's proposal sounded utterly impossible to him. How strong could a few Earthlings be? And how strong could the three—or rather, four—Saiyans be together? They might not even be able to defeat Ginyu, let alone Frieza.
Thus, he rejected Raditz's suggestion and still pinned his hopes on the Dragon Balls granting him eternal life.
"Explain everything about the Dragon Balls, and I may consider sparing your lives." Vegeta extended one hand and arrogantly raised his chin.
"It seems you don't intend to follow my suggestion. Then I can only show you how powerful we are."
As Raditz spoke, he slowly walked back to the far left of the group. Everyone stood in staggered positions, all staring at Vegeta.
"Nappa, did you hear that? Raditz wants to show us how powerful he is! Hahaha, look at their Battle Power! Just over a thousand, yet he dares to boast so wildly. Have you forgotten how terrifying I am?"
"Idiots! Even if all of you come at me together, I can still wipe you out!" Nappa sneered.
"Don't be in such a hurry." Vegeta smiled. "You still have Saibaman seeds, don't you? Let them have a try first."
Nappa chuckled wickedly, pulled a small bottle from his waist, and took out several seeds from inside. He scattered them onto the ground and planted them in the dirt.
Before long, several ugly monsters burrowed out of the earth. Their heads resembled Chinese cabbages, their limbs were thin, and their bodies were entirely green.
"Wh-what are those things? They're disgusting." Krillin's expression changed drastically when he saw the Saibamen crawling out of the ground.
"They look like extraterrestrial lifeforms."
Piccolo's face remained cold. "They're all trash."
"Trash? Big words." Nappa heard Piccolo and looked over, only to suddenly freeze in surprise. "Huh? You're a Namekian!"
"A Namekian?!" The others were learning about Piccolo's homeworld for the first time and were greatly shocked. But since he was an alien, his great strength made sense.
"No wonder. I heard Namekians possess some miraculous powers. So you must be the one who made the Dragon Balls. Oh, right, you were also the one who helped Raditz put on that act. I recognize your voice." Nappa grinned, his face vicious.
His voice? Everyone was briefly stunned, then immediately understood. Raditz had said that Scouters could be used as communication devices.
"If you want to fight, then hurry up and fight!" Piccolo spat disdainfully, taking a fighting stance as he glared coldly at Nappa.
"You seem to have more people than Saibamen. That means it can't be one-on-one." Vegeta spoke with great interest, as though he found that a pity.
"It doesn't need to be one-on-one. I alone am enough! Piccolo, let me handle this!" Goku said confidently.
"Hey, there's no need for you to step in." Raditz stopped Goku. "Let Gohan and the others deal with the Saibamen. It'll be easy for them. Trust in their strength."
"Then... all right." After giving it some thought, Goku put his hands on his hips and stepped aside.
Piccolo considered himself to be on the same level as Goku. Seeing Goku refrain from acting, he also lowered his stance, folded his arms, and stood there coldly.
"Fine, then I'll go first!" Yamcha brought his fists together and walked to the front with a smile.
Wearing a Turtle School martial arts uniform, he walked neither too fast nor too slowly, looking calm and steady. A number then flashed on Nappa's Scouter: 1080. It was even lower than a Saibaman's, and Nappa could not help but rejoice, his face covered in a gleeful, malicious smile.
In his eyes, the Saibamen could kill Yamcha outright!
"Do not let your guard down. Attack with full force." Vegeta coldly gave the order.
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