Vegeta Nearly Died Again

"This, this is the Namekian Dragon? It's huge and imposing—nothing like Earth's Shenron."

Up close, Son Goku was the first to blurt out in shock.

It was only natural to be stunned the first time you saw it.

Son Goku wasn't the only one. Bulma wore the same expression, her mouth hanging open in astonishment.

Even Krillin, Son Gohan, and Piccolo, who had already seen Porunga, were shocked all over again.

It was a feeling Earth's Shenron simply couldn't inspire.

Even Ron, a transmigrator, was stunned by Porunga's immense size.

When he'd seen the manga and anime, he'd always thought Porunga was far larger than the few dozen or few hundred meters people claimed online. Now that he was seeing the dragon with his own eyes, even a few thousand or tens of thousands of meters didn't begin to describe its size.

The island beneath their feet wasn't very large, but it still spanned two or three kilometers. Yet beside Porunga, it seemed unbelievably tiny.

Compared to Porunga, they were no bigger than ants.

Porunga could flick them away like mosquitoes just by raising a finger.

Now this is the Porunga I always imagined. This is more like it. Ron kept the thought to himself and simply stared.

"Come to think of it, the Namekian Dragon can grant three wishes. What a shame—we used one to revive Piccolo and another to send him to Namek..." Bulma was still lamenting their choices.

If it had been up to her, she could've made better wishes. If they'd managed to save one, they'd have a lot more leeway now.

"Come on, Bulma. This isn't the time to talk about that. If Piccolo hadn't been revived, Earth's Guardian wouldn't have come back either. Without him, Earth's Dragon Balls couldn't be used, and we wouldn't be here now," Son Goku told her.

"That's right, Aunt Bulma. If it weren't for Uncle Piccolo, Frieza would've killed us all," Son Gohan chimed in.

Bulma knew all that, of course. She was just blunt by nature, and with people she knew well, she said whatever came to mind.

She nodded, then waved a hand. "I know. I was just saying. Let's make our wishes now: revive Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, and Chiaotzu, who were killed by the Saiyans."

Bulma was about to make her wish to Porunga when Krillin stopped her.

"Wait, Bulma. Porunga can only revive one person at a time, and wishes have to be made in the Namekian language."

"Huh? That's so stingy! It can only revive one person, and we have to use the Namekian language?" Bulma exclaimed.

"Do you think I would've revived only Piccolo if I'd had a choice? That restriction is why I had to revive him first," Krillin said helplessly.

"As for the Namekian language, the Namekians set it up that way so the Dragon Balls wouldn't fall into the hands of evil people. But don't worry, Aunt Bulma. I can sense Dende's ki. He'll be here soon and can make our wishes for us," Son Gohan explained.

"Dende? That Namekian child?" Bulma asked, hearing the name again.

When Krillin and Son Gohan nodded, she understood. Dende had been the one to grant their earlier wishes.

"We can wait a little longer. There's nothing else we can do for now," Son Goku said.

He wanted to meet the Namekian child, too.

After all, Dende had helped his son and Krillin, and quite a lot must've happened before now.

Just then, Piccolo seemed to sense something. He turned to face the direction where the battle had taken place.

"So it's true! That ki... It's Vegeta!" Piccolo's words drew everyone's attention.

"Vegeta?" Krillin and Son Gohan cried out together, as if they'd heard something impossible.

"Wasn't he dead?" Even Son Goku looked surprised.

Piccolo gave a cold laugh. "Don't forget what North Kai wished for. He asked to revive everyone on Namek who'd been killed by Frieza. Frieza killed Vegeta, so it makes sense that he came back too..."

"That's right. I see," Son Goku said, suddenly understanding.

For a moment, he felt both excitement and concern.

His reasoning was simple: with Vegeta back, he had another rival.

Krillin shuddered, his voice trembling. "Oh no! That damn Saiyan Prince is back. What if something terrible happens again? He's ruthless and will do anything to get stronger. He even made me kill him to help him break through."

Remembering how Vegeta had threatened him earlier made Krillin's heart race.

"Wait, Uncle Krillin. Dad and Uncle Piccolo are here now, and they're both much stronger than Vegeta. We don't have to worry about him doing anything evil. If he causes trouble, Dad and Uncle Piccolo can take him down," Son Gohan said at once.

The little boy looked obedient and well-behaved, but he was actually very sharp.

"I guess that's true," Krillin said, immediately realizing he had nothing to fear.

At that moment, Ron was also sensing Vegeta's ki.

The Saiyan Prince, the perennial runner-up of the original story.

His strength was still pretty impressive.

Though his ki wasn't as strong as Son Goku's at his peak, it wasn't far off Goku's three million battle power.

Apparently, dying and coming back had triggered another massive burst of his hidden potential.

He was probably around 2.5 million in battle power.

Ron couldn't help wondering: after Frieza died and went to Otherworld, had he run into Vegeta in Hell?

That must've been quite a sight.

And just as Ron imagined, that was exactly what had happened.

Not long before, Frieza had been sentenced to Hell. There, he'd encountered all of his dead subordinates—and Vegeta.

In Hell, Vegeta had given Frieza quite a bit of grief.

But Vegeta had nearly been tortured to death by Frieza all over again.

Just as Frieza was about to kill him a second time, Earth's Shenron revived Vegeta.

At that moment.

Newly revived, Vegeta stared blankly at his body, feeling the changes that came with returning from the dead.

Not only had his injuries healed, but his strength had also increased dramatically.

Overwhelmed with excitement, he checked again and again, then threw his head back and laughed with delight.