Super Vegeta

Vegeta clenched his fists and threw his head back with a furious roar. A tangible shock wave erupted around him, pulverizing the surrounding rocks into dust.

By the usual measure of battle power, his base strength had now undoubtedly surpassed the hundred-million mark! The terrifying power to destroy heaven and earth with the slightest movement thrilled him so much that his whole body trembled.

"Fantastic! Fantastic! What magnificent power! I, Vegeta, am the strongest Saiyan!" Vegeta laughed arrogantly.

But when his gaze swept over Son Gohan and Trunks, standing not far away, his laughter caught in his throat.

He already possessed such terrifying power in his base form, so why did those two figures in black cloaks still look like bottomless black holes to him?

Just how strong were they?

Vegeta fought down his shock and asked through gritted teeth, "What now? What do I have to do to become a Super Saiyan?"

Trunks walked up to Vegeta, his tone calm. "The trigger for a Super Saiyan transformation is extreme anger, or focusing your energy in your back. But I recommend trying both at once. Think of whatever humiliated you the most, and let that anger erupt."

Anger and humiliation?

Lin Fan's unbearably arrogant face came to mind, along with the way he had looked down at Vegeta as if he were nothing but trash.

"That bastard... I'll never forgive him!" A terrifying gleam of bloodlust suddenly flared in Vegeta's eyes.

He was the proud Saiyan Prince, yet that low-class bastard who had appeared from who knew where had trampled him underfoot again and again!

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable!!!"

Vegeta's face twisted with rage as he roared at the sky, wildly gathering all his energy into his back.

Boom!

The earth shook violently, and the sky darkened in an instant. A torrent of golden energy burst from Vegeta like an erupting volcano, and the space around him seemed to warp under its terrifying force.

His jet-black hair stood on end, each strand gradually turning a brilliant gold, while his eyes became a cold emerald green.

Super Saiyan 1!

A fiftyfold increase. Five billion in battle power!

At that same moment, the Z Fighters training across the Earth were all struck with a tingling fear by the sudden, terrifying energy.

Mount Paozu. Son Goku dropped the axe he'd been using to chop wood and stared in shock toward the horizon. "This energy... It's enormous! Is that Vegeta?!"

At Kami's Palace, Piccolo was drenched in cold sweat. He stared wide-eyed below. "That's Vegeta?! How did that dangerous guy suddenly get so ridiculously powerful? This makes Earth even more dangerous!"

At Kame House, Krillin dropped to the ground in fright, unable to get a word out.

In the valley.

Son Gohan looked at Vegeta, golden energy coiling around him, and asked calmly, "How do you think you measure up to that guy named Lin Fan now?"

Feeling the power inside him, which seemed capable of tearing the universe apart, Vegeta curled his lips into a vicious sneer.

"You mean that low-class Saiyan?" Vegeta cracked his knuckles. "I could crush him into a pulp with a single finger!"

Son Gohan lowered his black hood, obscuring most of his face.

"Go," Son Gohan ordered. "If you can't beat him, remember to use what I gave you."

But Vegeta wasn't listening to a word Son Gohan said. All he wanted was to stomp Lin Fan into the ground and avenge the grudge he held against him!

He pushed off hard.

Boom!

The spot where he'd been standing collapsed into a massive crater hundreds of meters across. Vegeta became a blinding golden streak, surging with unparalleled killing intent as he tore through the clouds and raced toward West City.

Trunks stared blankly in the direction Vegeta had vanished, then turned to Son Gohan.

"Let's go, Trunks." Son Gohan slowly rose into the air. "We'll follow and find out what this Lin Fan is really about."

Boom!

A deafening sonic boom rang out over West City.

A dazzling golden streak tore through the clouds like a meteor and came to a forceful halt above the Capsule Corporation headquarters. The raging shock wave became a tangible gale that swept downward. For several miles around, the windows of every high-rise shattered at once, and countless shards rained down like a downpour.

Piercing alarms rang throughout the city, and terrified crowds on the streets fled with their hands over their heads.

With his arms folded, Vegeta looked down at the luxurious private estate below. Golden energy blazed around him, and undisguised savagery and bloodlust churned in his emerald-green eyes.

"Lin Fan! Get out here and face your death!"

Vegeta's roar, infused with his raging energy, boomed like thunder from the heavens, making all of West City tremble.

Below, in the Capsule Corporation headquarters' enormous living room.

Lin Fan was enjoying a massage from Launch, his eyes half closed, when the sudden boom shook the entire mansion. The grapes Mai had peeled fell straight onto the carpet, while Bulma let out a frightened scream and huddled tightly against Lin Fan.

"Lord Lin Fan, what's happening?" Bulma asked, her face full of fear.

Lin Fan's eyes snapped open, a dark look flashing through them. He pushed Bulma away, stood up, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to look up at the sky.

When he saw the figure hovering above, golden light radiating from him and hair standing on end, Lin Fan paused. Then a contemptuous sneer tugged at his lips.

"I was wondering who'd be stupid enough to come here. It's that useless Vegeta." Lin Fan rolled his neck, his bones cracking. "Looks like the lesson he got on Namek wasn't enough. Now he dares come to my turf and bark."

Meanwhile.

On the roof of a hundred-story skyscraper not far from the Capsule Corporation headquarters.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three figures appeared out of thin air almost simultaneously.

Seeing that Vegeta had come to pick a fight with Lin Fan, rather than destroy the Earth, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Krillin stood at the edge of the roof, drenched in cold sweat as he pointed at Vegeta hovering in the air. "Th-That's Vegeta?! Why has he turned gold? That energy... It's exactly like Lin Fan's on Namek!"

Krillin swallowed, his voice trembling. "Has he lost his mind? Even if he's become a Super Saiyan, he can't beat that monster!"

Piccolo, standing beside Krillin, clenched his fists, his expression grim.

"As long as he doesn't blow up the Earth, that's all that matters." Piccolo gritted his teeth and glared toward the mansion where Lin Fan was. "If Vegeta can get rid of that bastard Lin Fan, all the better!"

Piccolo hated Lin Fan just as much. On Namek, Lin Fan had stolen all the attention and humiliated every one of them, crushing the warriors underfoot in the most degrading way imaginable. If the gap in their strength hadn't been so hopelessly vast, Piccolo would have rushed in even faster than Vegeta.

On Piccolo's other side, Son Goku clenched both fists, his nails digging deep into his palms. Blood trickled between his fingers and dripped onto the concrete rooftop.

The usually carefree Son Goku, who was always passionate about fighting, now had bloodshot eyes. His chest heaved as he radiated a fury so intense it seemed ready to erupt.

"Goku..." Krillin looked at his friend and felt a pang of sorrow.

He knew all too well what Goku had been going through lately.

Ever since that guy named Lin Fan arrived on Earth, he'd run wild, hitting on every woman he met. Almost no beautiful woman had been able to escape his clutches.

Using his invincible power, he'd not only forcibly taken Bulma and the others, he'd even set his sights on Chi-Chi. Lately, Lin Fan had flown to Mount Paozu every few days, provoking and harassing Chi-Chi with the vilest words.

To protect his wife and son, Goku didn't dare train. He couldn't leave home for even a moment.

But what made Goku feel most hopeless and humiliated was that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't beat Lin Fan.

Even when he gave it everything he had and pushed Kaioken beyond its limits, he couldn't harm a single hair on Lin Fan's head. Lin Fan toyed with him like a cat playing with a mouse, beating Goku black and blue in front of Chi-Chi before leaving with a few vicious taunts.

Goku, who was kind by nature, had been driven to the brink of madness.

"Vegeta!" Goku stared at the golden figure in the air, his voice terrifyingly hoarse. "I don't care what method you used. If you can kill him, I, Son Goku, owe you my life."

In the distant clouds.

Son Gohan and Trunks wore oversized black cloaks. They'd suppressed their energy to absolute zero and silently watched everything below.

Trunks's gaze passed over Vegeta and fixed on the man by the mansion's floor-to-ceiling window, then on Bulma behind him.

"That's... Mom!!" Trunks trembled all over, fury blazing in his eyes.

He saw the brainwashed Bulma, Mai dressed as a maid, and Launch, who had completely lost herself. That bastard named Lin Fan had plunged this timeline into chaos and even turned the people Trunks treasured most into playthings and slaves!

Trunks took a sudden step forward, about to charge down.

A hand came down firmly on his shoulder.

Son Gohan watched the scene below, his expression unreadable and his voice utterly calm. "Don't act rashly. If you go down now, you'll only disrupt the plan. We have to find out what that 'source of chaos' is relying on first."