Saibaman!

East City

Towering buildings lined the streets of East City, while crowds flowed through them like a tide. Hovercars streaked through the sky, and people laughed and chatted, utterly unaware of the disaster about to unfold.

Suddenly, two blinding streaks of light flashed across the sky.

A little girl tugged on her mother's hand and pointed at the two abrupt black dots in the sky. "Mom, what are those?"

Her mother looked up, equally baffled. "Maybe meteors?"

As the black dots grew larger and larger, someone finally saw them clearly. They were two spherical objects, speeding toward East City at an incredible pace.

More than ten seconds later, the two "meteors" slammed into a commercial district less than two kilometers from the financial center, gouging out two enormous craters. The shockwaves shattered every window within several hundred meters.

Thick smoke rose from the two craters, each more than fifty meters across. Some people screamed and fled through the streets, some called the police, and others gathered to watch the spectacle.

Under countless gazes, the hatches of the two spherical spacecraft slowly opened, and two figures emerged from the smoke.

One of them was exceptionally tall, bald, and covered in knotted muscles, dressed in standard Saiyan battle armor. A cruel smile hung on his face as he swept his gaze over the terrified crowd, as though looking at a swarm of ants.

The other figure was relatively short, yet the pressure he exuded was even more terrifying. His black hair stood upright like steel needles, and not the slightest emotion could be seen on his cold, stern face.

"Looks like this planet is pretty lively," Nappa said casually.

Vegeta did not even glance around. He merely said flatly, "Who cares whether it's lively? As long as it can sell for a good price."

Nappa turned to Vegeta, bloodthirst flashing in his eyes. "Vegeta, my body's practically rusting. Can I stretch my legs a little?"

Vegeta gave a slight nod. "Watch your strength. If you hit too hard, it won't sell for much."

Nappa grinned, baring his stark white teeth. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing!"

With that, he slowly raised his right hand, extended two fingers, and abruptly lifted them upward.

A destructive energy wave spread outward in all directions from Nappa's body, instantly turning East City into a living hell.

The skyscrapers collapsed like building blocks before disintegrating, and millions of people were vaporized by the energy before they could even react.

Within a few seconds, East City was gone!

One of the most prosperous metropolises on Earth had been destroyed so thoroughly by the slight lift of a Saiyan's two fingers that not even scraps remained.

"Oops, I used too much strength. Hahahaha!" Nappa roared with laughter.

Vegeta remained expressionless, as though nothing unusual had happened. He raised a hand and tapped his scouter. "All right, time to get down to business. According to the scouter, there are several powerful energy signatures on this planet, all above one thousand."

Nappa licked his lips. "No matter what, they're no match for us Saiyans."

"Come on, Nappa. Let's meet the strongest person on this planet first, then ask about the Dragon Balls and Kakarot's whereabouts."

After saying that, Vegeta rose directly into the air, with Nappa following close behind.

As early as ten minutes ago, Lin Yuan had learned that the Saiyans were about to arrive. He notified the warriors and told them to gather at Piccolo's place.

Lin Yuan, meanwhile, went to King Kai's Planet, intending to bring Goku back to Earth.

After a brief conversation, Lin Yuan used Instant Transmission with Goku.

Their figures flashed, and they arrived at Princess Snake's residence.

"Goku, we may have to fly for a while. Once we reach King Yemma, I'll use Instant Transmission again. I can't move that far in a single jump!"

Thus, the two began their journey.

Earth

At this moment, Piccolo, Gohan, Tien Shinhan, Nam, Chiaotzu, Krillin, Yamcha, Lin Yiqi, and the others had all gathered together.

Their faces were solemn and tense as they stared fixedly at the horizon, sensing two powerful ki signatures rapidly approaching them.

"They're here! Everyone, be careful!" Piccolo shouted.

Everyone looked up and saw two figures, one tall and one short, floating in the sky. They looked down at the group as they slowly descended.

Tap... tap...

The two landed one after the other. Vegeta wore a disdainful expression. "Looks like... you already knew we were coming. Are you planning to surrender as a group? Or... are you deluding yourselves into thinking you can defeat us?"

"Haha, with this bunch of trash?" Nappa laughed as he casually activated his scouter. His gaze passed over them one by one. "Battle power: 1500... 990... 1458... 1331... 1009... 1150... 1083... 835."

Nappa looked somewhat surprised. "Didn't expect so many skilled fighters on this planet. No wonder you aren't afraid. Hahahaha."

At that moment, beads of sweat trickled down the faces of Piccolo and the others.

"It's unbelievable. They're even stronger than I imagined. Their presence is like a mountain, crushing me so hard I can barely breathe," Piccolo said first.

Krillin nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I feel the same way. I thought I'd become much stronger, but now it seems I still underestimated the enemy's strength."

Vegeta stared at Piccolo as if he had realized something. "I see. So you're a Namekian. That makes it even more certain—the Dragon Balls are real!"

Piccolo met Vegeta's gaze, his face full of confusion. "What Namekian? And you actually know about the Dragon Balls?"

Vegeta had not expected the Namekian before him to be unaware of his own identity. He slowly said, "Namekians are a mysterious race in the universe. Rumor has it that they possess all kinds of special abilities, and creating wish-granting orbs is one of them. And you..." As he spoke, Vegeta raised a hand and pointed at Piccolo.

"You are a Namekian! I had only heard rumors before and never took them seriously, but now it seems it was all true. We came here for the Dragon Balls as well. If you know what's good for you, tell us where they are."

Piccolo's heart jolted after hearing this. So he was not originally from Earth—no wonder he looked different from humans. Coming back to his senses, Piccolo refused to hand over the Dragon Balls.

Piccolo knew they were ruthless Saiyans. Even if he handed over the Dragon Balls, he, the others, and Earth would still be doomed. They could only stall until Goku and Lin Yuan arrived. Only then would they have any hope!

"Heh heh heh, good. Then we'll have some fun with you." Vegeta wore a teasing smile. "Nappa, if I remember correctly, there should be six Saibaman seeds left, right?"

Nappa took out a bag and poured out all the beans inside. "One... two... three... Yes, exactly six."

"Plant all six. Let the Saibamen have some fun with them first."

Nappa grinned wickedly. "Yes, Prince Vegeta."

Before long, six Saibamen burst out of the ground, bloodthirsty sneers on their faces.

And every single Saibaman had a battle power of 1,200!