Establishing Authority, Killing, Shocking the Aliens

A gloating voice came from among the people surrounding him.

"Ha, this guy's done for now. No way he survives this."

The moment that person finished speaking, it was as if a floodgate had opened, and the surrounding crowd grew noisy again.

"Hmph, he deserves it. Who told him to be so arrogant and stubborn?"

"Kill him, and declare the end of the Saiyan era."

"Everyone, I don't think it's that simple. Saiyans aren't fools."

"Nonsense. There are so many of us, and he still dared to come down alone. If that's not a fool, what is?"

"No, I heard that when Saiyans conquer a planet, there are usually only five of them. Their strength can't possibly be this weak."

"I think so too. That Saiyan's strength is definitely not simple."

"That first strike wasn't something an ordinary person could do."

The scene the attacker had imagined, with everyone rallying to his call, did not appear.

His face turned deathly pale, beads of sweat faintly appearing between his brows, and he shouted himself hoarse.

"Everyone, that guy only looks impressive! If we attack together, we can definitely kill him!"

After saying that, without caring how the others reacted, he drew up all the energy in his body and erupted with a powerful aura.

Once again, he condensed a powerful energy wave between both palms.

"Damn bastard, die!"

Sack flew calmly through the air, muttering inwardly.

It seemed he had become that chicken.

But among this crowd of trash, not a single one had a battle power over 2,000.

Who gave them the courage?

Sack's expression turned strange, and he grabbed Renar, who was about to make a move.

He clenched his right fist, his muscles taut and powerful, but did not use his energy.

He threw out an utterly ordinary punch.

As Sack struck, fierce winds rose. The air, condensed by the force of his physical body, twisted into a long spear of air that followed behind the force of his fist.

The fist wind instantly broke through the first energy wave, its momentum undiminished as it rushed toward the second attack.

Below, around the one who had stepped forward, most of the people scattered and fled.

A small portion flew into a rage.

This Saiyan had never taken them seriously at all. His attack had actually included them too.

If they did not retreat, they naturally chose to make a move, unaware of the immensity of heaven and earth.

In the crowd, a purple fellow quietly backed away.

"No. He's too strong. I have to inform the elders. We can't oppose him."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid our entire race may be destroyed."

That purple figure was none other than a Yardrat.

Even though there were countless people all around, he moved through them like a fish in water, slipping nimbly through the gaps in the crowd and quickly vanishing among them.

Sack did not notice there was a Yardrat in the crowd. A ruthless glint flickered in his eyes.

His burning gaze fixed on the attack he had unleashed with his physical body.

This strike was not merely a counterattack against the ringleader.

He wanted to establish his might, to establish an invincible might that would make everyone here afraid to offend him.

Those who had come here had all come with ill intentions.

Sack would not feel the slightest guilt either.

Within two hundred meters of that ringleader, it would be enough if no living person was left standing.

The fist wind came into contact with the second attack, and the instant they touched, the energy wave collapsed outright.

The ki wave that person had released could not withstand even a single blow and did not obstruct the fist wind in the slightest.

"No, impossible." The ringleader trembled all over, staring blankly at Sack.

As the greatest genius and strongest existence on his own planet, he had debuted at his peak and had never once been defeated.

That wild monkey before him had struck casually, and he had not even sensed any ki from it.

How had he lost so completely?

The ringleader had launched the attack himself, so he understood it more deeply than anyone.

The others, however, had not fallen into utter despair.

They unleashed their most powerful attacks one after another.

In an instant, the sky turned dazzlingly colorful. All kinds of energy waves, ki blasts, beam techniques, and even special abilities flew everywhere in chaos.

And yet, it was useless.

The moment they touched Sack's fist wind, they all crumbled. Some even collided in midair, consuming each other until they annihilated themselves.

"Damn it, why are you attacking me?"

"Bastard, you're the one who blocked the path of my attack!"

"Idiot, stand farther away when you fire a ki blast. You stink!"

Renar's pretty face was filled with astonishment. Then it turned strange, then puzzled, and finally her whole body trembled as she pressed her lips tightly together.

She was afraid.

What if she burst out laughing? How inappropriate would that be!

Sack radiated killing intent as he stood proudly in the air, staring coldly down below. That wicked smile at the corner of his mouth flickered in and out of view.

Since these people dared to come looking for trouble with him, he would gladly take their worthless lives.

As for the other directions, that depended on his mood.

If anyone dared jump out, their ending would be the same as what was about to happen.

The fist wind advanced unstoppably.

After shredding countless energy attacks, it pressed straight down toward the ground.

Only now...

did everyone realize something was wrong.

They had not even dealt with the fist wind in front of them, and it was already bearing down from above.

Then what was the air spear behind it trying to do?

Many people grew frantic, especially those within the attack's range, whose expressions changed drastically.

They could not help pointing at Sack and cursing him.

"You damned wild monkey! You dare kill this many people?"

"Exactly! We're elites from different planets here, and there are even super warriors of the Galactic Patrol. If you dare kill so many of us...

you definitely won't get away with it."

Where there was abuse, there were naturally also those afraid of death who begged for mercy.

"My Lord, we were wrong. We were blind fools who looked down on others. We only dared because Frieza gave us the courage.

Please spare us."

"My Lord, we were wrong. We were forced into this. If you want to blame someone, blame the ringleader."

"My Lord, let me go, and I'll set up an immortality tablet for you and wish you a long life. From now on, whenever I see My Lord—no, whenever I see the Saiyan race, I'll immediately take a detour."

There were those who begged for mercy, and naturally, moral kidnappers were not far behind.

"That's right, My Lord. You're so powerful, so you can't lower yourself to argue with small fries like us. That would be immoral.

If you do that, I'll post it online and have the whole universe condemn you."

"Exactly. You're already this strong. Isn't sparing us what you should do?"

"Right, right, right. If you won't spare them, you should spare me. After all, I'm a good person."

Countless voices rang out, but Sack remained unmoved.

What was he?

A Saiyan.

So what if he had thoughts from Earth?

After accepting Sack's mindset, he had long since stopped caring about killing people or slaughtering planets.

Besides, this group of ants had been the ones to provoke him first.

The entire universe was the law of the jungle—you ate me, I ate you. That included his previous life.

It was just that many people wore a civilized skin over it. If they really wanted to compare, everyone was about the same.

What was there to talk about benevolence, righteousness, and morality?

Besides...

If he had not been strong, and had said that he only came here to learn, would these people have let him go?

Even thinking with the hair on his ass, the answer was no.

There was only one best way to silence people.

Kill!

A gale of fist-force came crashing in.

All the chatter, cursing, pleading, hostage-taking, fleeing, and counterattacking stopped in an instant.

Bzz—

The earth hummed, dust billowing into the air.

Before anyone could react, the fist-force smashed into the leader. Blood burst apart, and not even bones remained.

The ring of people around him had their arms and legs broken as well.

Before their screams could even rise, a spear of air howled down and struck the earth.

Pfft—

Boom!

A visible wave of air spread outward in all directions.

Within two hundred meters of the leader, everyone exploded one after another.

The blood filling the sky had no time to fall before the shockwave hurled it even higher.

Smoke and dust surged up at once, spreading in every direction. In the blink of an eye, it covered a radius of more than five hundred meters, and its speed of expansion was still gradually increasing.

Everyone's hearts jolted. Before they could recover from the shock, the blast was upon them.

Most people staggered this way and that, unable to keep their footing.

Before this crowd could react, the ground shook violently again. Most of them had already lost their balance and fell to the ground.

Sack watched coldly.

To strengthen the impact, he chose to strike again.