Finally Meeting

What is this energy?

Right, it must be Zarbon!

Vegeta grinned. He had originally intended to wait until his wish was granted before teaching Zarbon a lesson, but calculating the distance, he was currently too far from the location of the final Dragon Ball. Even at his current speed, it would take him two hours to fly there.

After weighing his options, Vegeta landed on the ground and buried the Dragon Ball in a hidden spot.

Immediately after, Vegeta streaked toward the direction where Zarbon was located.

Meanwhile, Nappa, who had been busy pummeling the Red Ribbon Army, suddenly stopped. His scouter had picked up the arrival of Zarbon and his men.

"It... it's Zarbon..." Nappa panicked, then hurriedly sent a message to Raditz to relay the news.

"I saw it too," Raditz said. "I also saw His Highness heading toward Zarbon."

"What? His Highness went to Zarbon? Isn't that like throwing an egg against a rock?" Nappa's scalp tingled with dread. He was at a loss, and after a long silence, he muttered to himself, "His Highness's combat power is only around 15,000, so how is that Zarbon at 30,000?"

"Yeah, I remember Zarbon's combat power being around 20,000. How did it become 30,000?" Raditz felt as if the sky were collapsing.

"It's over. The fate of this planet is sealed." Nappa had already lost his will to fight.

"We should report the situation to King Vegeta immediately," Raditz suggested after some thought.

"Right, I'll contact King Vegeta now." Nappa shut off the communication system and rushed to contact King Vegeta.

A minute later, Nappa was burning with anxiety, yet he could not establish contact with anyone on Planet Vegeta.

A sense of foreboding washed over him. Sweat poured down Nappa's face as he told Raditz about the situation.

"Forget about that for now. Even though our combat power is much lower than His Highness's, we can't just stand by and watch, can we?" Raditz pondered. "Why don't we go over and take a look? Maybe we can lend His Highness a hand. If we ignore this and King Vegeta finds out, the two of us..."

"You're right. Let's go immediately." Nappa thought this kid Raditz actually had a decent head on his shoulders, so he agreed without hesitation.

At this very moment, Zarbon and a dozen of his subordinates had appeared in a small city.

Such a bizarre spaceship descending from the sky drew many surprised gazes, with people stopping to watch.

Upon seeing the strange-looking aliens like Zarbon, the crowd began pointing and whispering, their eyes filled with curiosity.

However, when they noticed the weapons in the hands of these men, the onlookers were no longer so calm.

"What a foolish race, and their combat power is pathetically low..." Zarbon pressed his scouter, a smile plastered on his face.

"Mr. Zarbon, the team is assembled."

"Kill them all. Leave no one alive!" Zarbon issued the order.

"Ahhh..."

In an instant, this small city became the stage for a brutal and inhumane massacre. Innocent humans perished at the hands of Zarbon's subordinates.

For a time, the very air was thick with the scent of blood.

By the time Vegeta arrived, more than half of the city's residents were already dead, and the survivors had fled for their lives.

"Little Prince, we finally meet." Zarbon looked at Vegeta with a chuckle.

"What a foolish race, and their combat power is pathetically low..." Zarbon pressed his scouter, his face wreathed in smiles.

"Mr. Zarbon, the squad has finished assembling."

"Kill them all, leave no one alive!" Zarbon issued the command.

"Ahhh..."

In an instant, this small city became the stage for a brutal and inhumane massacre, with innocent humans perishing at the hands of Zarbon's subordinates.

For a time, even the air was thick with the scent of blood.

By the time Vegeta arrived, more than half of the city's residents were already dead, and those who remained had fled for their lives.

"Little Prince, we finally meet." Zarbon looked at Vegeta with a chuckle.