We Finally Meet

This energy... who was it?

Yes, it had to be Zarbon!

Vegeta grinned. He had planned to wait until his wish was granted before teaching Zarbon a lesson, but judging by the distance, he was far too remote from the last Dragon Ball. Even at his current speed, flying there would take two hours.

After briefly weighing his options, Vegeta landed and found a place to bury the Dragon Balls.

Then Vegeta shot off toward Zarbon.

Meanwhile, Nappa suddenly stopped punching and kicking the Red Ribbon Army soldiers. His Scouter had just alerted him to the arrival of Zarbon and his men.

"Z-Zarbon is here..." Nappa panicked and hurriedly sent Raditz a message to let him know.

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

"What? His Highness is heading toward Zarbon? Isn't that like throwing an egg against a rock?" Nappa's scalp prickled with shock. At a loss, he fell silent for a long time before muttering, "His Highness's power level is only around fifteen thousand. How is Zarbon's already thirty thousand?"

"Exactly. I remember Zarbon's power level being around twenty thousand. How did it become thirty thousand?" Raditz also felt as though the sky were falling.

"It's over. This planet is doomed." Nappa had already lost the will to fight.

"We should report what's happening here to King Vegeta right away," Raditz suggested after a moment's thought.

"Right. I'll contact King Vegeta now." Nappa ended the call and hurried to contact King Vegeta.

A minute later, Nappa was frantic, but he still could not reach anyone on Planet Vegeta.

A sense of foreboding washed over him. Sweating profusely, Nappa told Raditz what had happened.

"Let's put that aside for now. Our power levels might be much lower than His Highness's, but we can't just stand by and do nothing, can we?" Raditz said thoughtfully. "Why don't we go 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 leave immediately." Nappa thought the little brat Raditz had a pretty good head on his shoulders and readily agreed.

At that moment, Zarbon and a dozen or so of his men had arrived in a small city.

The strange spaceship's sudden descent from the sky drew startled looks from many people, who stopped to watch.

When they saw the odd-looking aliens, Zarbon among them, the onlookers began pointing, their eyes filled with curiosity.

But when they noticed the weapons in the visitors' hands, the crowd grew uneasy.

"What a stupid race. Their power levels are pathetically low, too..." Zarbon pressed a button on his Scouter, a broad smile on his face.

"Mr. Zarbon, all the troops are assembled."

"Kill them all. Leave no one alive!" Zarbon ordered.

"Aaaah..."

In an instant, the small city became the scene of a brutal, bloody massacre. Innocent humans fell to the weapons of Zarbon's men.

Soon, even the air reeked of blood.

By the time Vegeta arrived, more than half the city's inhabitants were dead, and the rest had fled.

"Little prince, we finally meet." Zarbon looked at Vegeta with a cheerful smile.