There was a man who was also a Saiyan, yet he had not died in the great catastrophe on Planet Vegeta. Under his command was a group of evil warriors who formed a corps, a force said to be "feared even by Frieza."
They relied on eating "fruit that only gods could enjoy" to increase their strength. Wandering across the universe and acting without restraint, they had destroyed many planets and become notorious villains who struck terror wherever they went.
Raditz recalled the name of that corps' leader: Turles.
He looked remarkably similar to Kakarot, yet his personality was worlds apart. Only he could possibly know how to create a moon. He was the source of the uneasy premonition Raditz had felt for so long!
"I never thought that ominous feeling would come true. I wonder what his Battle Power is now, whether he's already planted the Sacred Tree seeds, and why his timing in showing up here is so perfect..." Raditz muttered, a string of questions running through his mind.
Just then, a group of people slowly rose from the ground into the air. Along with them came a gigantic tree that rapidly flourished and grew. Its violently bursting roots tore apart the earth, spreading into several thick, gnarled branches. Sure enough, they had planted the seeds of the Sacred Fruit. The Sacred Tree grew at an unimaginable speed, towering into the sky before long. It was like countless carnivorous beasts devouring the Earth, feasting on this massive slab of fat.
Aside from Raditz, who had been mentally prepared, everyone else was stunned.
Among the people before them, the leader looked exactly like Goku—and he was dressed like a Saiyan! Judging by his appearance and that distinctive tail, he was unmistakably a Saiyan!
"He looks... just like me?!" Goku was the most shocked of all, his eyes nearly bulging from their sockets.
"Heh heh heh, surprised, aren't you? My name is Turles. I'm a Saiyan too, and these are all my subordinates. Honestly, I never expected to encounter a Saiyan spaceship while destroying a planet. After analyzing it, I discovered it belonged to Prince Vegeta and Nappa. I thought you had all died in Planet Vegeta's great explosion, but I never expected you to have survived so pathetically." Turles spoke leisurely. "So I followed your flight path and tracked you all the way to Earth, where I unexpectedly found Raditz and Kakarot as well. What a series of pleasant surprises."
Vegeta snorted and said disdainfully, "You're the one who survived pathetically."
"Lower-class warriors like us, tossed aside once we've served our purpose, are naturally trash in a prince's eyes. But that was then. Things are different now."
"Hmph, every last one of you..."
Vegeta gritted his teeth, maintaining his usual cold and arrogant expression, but turmoil surged within him. Another lower-class warrior had appeared, and this one was powerful too. Is heaven messing with me? Since when did lower-class warriors start evolving in packs? And why do I keep running into them all? At that thought, the muscles by his cheeks twitched involuntarily, and a deep sense of helplessness rose within him.
Raditz recalled what King Kai had said back then: the reason the Saiyans had arrived late was that they had been thrown off course by the impact of a planet's explosion. That had been the work of Turles' Crusher Corps... He had never expected all these events to converge like this.
"Your Battle Power has already fallen drastically. Do you still think you can challenge me?" Turles' expression turned vicious. "Amond! Show them what you can do."
"Yes, Lord Turles."
A huge, muscular man grinned as he stepped forward, rubbing his fists together with great confidence.
At the same time, Piccolo brought the others to Goku's side, and everyone gathered into position.
The brazen Amond smugly beckoned at Raditz and the others. He flicked his long braid behind him, wearing an expression that practically said he could take on ten men alone.
He had originally been a brutal criminal, cruel by nature. After following Turles, he took even greater pleasure in destruction. Like Turles, he had increased his strength by eating Sacred Fruit, and now he possessed an inexplicable confidence.
"Who's this guy?"
"Huh? That person looks exactly like Goku!"
"Were they the ones who ambushed us earlier? Damn it, were we so focused on fighting the Saiyans that we failed to notice?" Piccolo still bore a grudge over having his leg cut off. As he looked at the arrogant Amond, veins bulged across his forehead.
Piccolo was the first to charge forward, facing Amond directly.
"So you're the first fool coming to die? Heh heh heh."
"You won't be laughing for much longer."
Piccolo shot him a contemptuous look and moved at high speed. His figure flashed behind Amond, and his palm pressed directly against Amond's back. Amond had never expected such speed and was completely caught off guard. Ki suddenly burst from Piccolo's palm, blasting him away. Piccolo immediately followed at high speed, launching a flurry of punches.
Countless fists slammed brutally into Amond's massive body, beating him black and blue. He had no power to retaliate and could only scream in agony. Yet Piccolo was not satisfied. He flashed into every blind spot, venting the fury of having his limb severed earlier.
This time, Amond was truly beaten senseless. He did not know how many mouthfuls of blood he had spat out, and his mind was utterly dazed. No matter how he tried to exert himself, all that remained was weakness.
Raditz was speechless inside. Turles could put on airs all he wanted, but why was this guy acting tough? Wasn't he just asking to die? Piccolo's strength was no joke.
Turles was slightly startled as well. "This guy actually suppressed Amond!" He had thought Amond alone would be enough to deal with most of them, but the moment he made his move, he was beaten into a miserable state. Suddenly, Turles revealed a cold smile and raised a finger toward Piccolo.
Whoosh!
A beam fired from his finger pierced through Piccolo's shoulder like a thin sword, sending purple blood spraying out! Piccolo froze. He had not expected someone to interfere in a duel between two people! Seizing the opportunity, Amond unleashed all his strength and began spinning at high speed, dragging Piccolo into the attack generated by his rotation.
"Bastard! You actually ambushed him!"
"This was a fight to the death from the start. Blame the Namekian for being too careless." Vegeta snorted coldly.
Raditz stared at Turles, sensing that powerful Ki and feeling deeply alarmed. He knew how quickly the Sacred Tree could grow. They had to defeat Turles as soon as possible. "Goku, let's attack together and take Turles down!"
"I only intended to teach you a lesson, but since you don't know when to quit, don't blame me. If you've got the guts, come and try!"
"Then let's try!"
"Turles' Crusher Corps, attack!"
With that, Turles charged out first. In an instant, he arrived before Goku. In his eyes, Raditz and Vegeta were already at the end of their strength. Goku was the only real threat.
Although Piccolo was strong, Turles, as a Saiyan, did not think highly of other races. He planned to deal with Piccolo after eliminating Goku. Besides, Amond's spinning attack was currently keeping Piccolo firmly occupied, while the others were each being held back by his subordinates. They could not rescue one another, so there was no need to worry about them.
Turles believed victory was already in his grasp. He gathered his strength and threw a punch at Goku!
The screen of the modified Scouter lying amid the ruins continued to display changing numbers. After flickering several times, it stopped at a terrifying figure—35000!
Turles' Battle Power was rather unclear, so it was defined here.
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