The sky Planet Namek was completely torn apart by four distinct yet equally violent streams of energy.
Golden radiance, crimson sword light, chilling purple lines, and pure violent energy collided wildly in the sky above the planet.
The earth, riddled with holes from the continuous bombardment of energy, is now crisscrossed by deep, bottomless ravines.
High-frequency sonic booms rang out continuously, each collision raising clouds of dust that blotted out the sky.
Just as the battle raged fiercely on all sides, and everyone's attention was focused on their mortal enemy.
On the ground, the six Dragon Ball, emitting a faint orange glow, were completely forgotten amidst the ruins.
Suddenly, there was a slight movement behind a huge rock not far from the Dragon Ball.
A small green head, covered in cold sweat, cautiously peeked out.
Dende's eyes were a mixture of fear and resolve.
"For everyone! For Planet Namek!"
" The Dragon Ball must be brought back!"
He used the swirling dust and the deep crater created by the explosion as cover, employing both his hands and feet.
They carefully climbed towards the Dragon Ball.
The deafening sonic booms overhead, each explosion striking at his heartstrings.
"Boom--!"
A beam of energy veered off course and grazed past his head, instantly vaporizing a giant rock beside him.
The scorching heatwave knocked him to the ground, chilling him to the bone...
Clutching the Dragon Ball he had just found, he huddled in the crater, waiting for the next opportunity to move.
Dende escaped the center of the battlefield unharmed.
He was covered in mud and scrapes, but his eyes shone with the ecstatic joy of surviving a close call.
His figure had already appeared beneath the Grand Elder's stone pillar.
The six Dragon Ball were also neatly arranged at his feet.
Dende gasped for breath, looking up at the towering stone house.
One more!
It's right there with the Grand Elder!
And it was at this moment.
Above a desolate canyon far from the main battlefield of Planet Namek.
A strangely shaped spaceship landed silently, like a ghost.
The hatches slid open slowly to both sides.
The four siblings of the Heeters Family walked out from there.
They looked down from their vantage point at the flashing, explosive energy lights on the distant horizon.
"How's it going?"
Elec straightened his collar and asked casually.
Oil immediately stepped forward, "It's all arranged, brother."
"Those guys have already marched in a massive force towards Frieza Force's headquarters planet."
Elec nodded.
The four siblings continued walking towards the direction of the explosion and the flames.
Looking at the energy bursts in the distance, Maki muttered, "These guys are so useless. It's been so long, and they still haven't collected Dragon Ball."
His tone was full of impatience.
Elec, who was walking ahead, slowed his pace slightly.
He smiled and said, "What?"
Do you really want them to collect Dragon Ball?
This rhetorical question caused Maki's expression to stiffen slightly.
"Those guys aren't exactly easy to deal with either," Elec continued.
"Let them fight like dogs; that would make for a spectacular show."
Yes, those ancient criminals were not their loyal subordinates.
They are merely temporary "allies" bound together by short-term interests.
Once they get their hands on the Dragon Ball, who knows what they'll do.
During their conversation, the four siblings arrived at a cliff not far from the battlefield.
Maki and Jass both instinctively looked up, gazing at the breathtaking battle in the sky, feeling the rumbling of the earth beneath their feet.
Elec, however, never let his gaze linger on the sky.
He leaned forward slightly, his sharp gaze sweeping over the battlefield ruins below, now a giant sinkhole, his brows gradually furrowing.
"Big brother, what's wrong?"
Maki noticed the strange look on Elec's face and leaned closer to ask.
Elec voiced his doubts.
"Those guys clearly said they had already collected several Dragon Ball."
"Why can't I see a single one here?"
He pondered.
"Could it be... that they hid it?"
But even if they hide, what can they do?
Elec quickly put that doubt behind him.
"Never mind, it doesn't matter."
He waved his hand.
"Whether they hid them or not, they still haven't collected all the Dragon Ball."
"They say there are more than just two or three Dragon Ball here. If we get one first, we can guarantee that no one will be able to fulfill their wish before us!"
Elec slowly turned his head and looked at the silent Oil.
" Oil."
"Go and bring that old man out."
Oil accepted the order without a word and turned to walk back towards the spaceship he had come from.
The old man that Elec was talking about.
That means Monaito.
However, to Elec's surprise, Oil returned so quickly.
Moreover, his expression was unusual.
"Big, big brother!"
" Monaito... Monaito is missing!"
Upon hearing this, the three of Elec were taken aback.
Elec slowly turned around.
"Explain yourself, Oil."
Oil stammered, "He... he just disappeared! I went back to the spaceship, and the room where he was being held was completely empty!"
Elec's brain experienced a rare blank.
It's gone?
How could it be gone?
The old man, who was so weak he couldn't even kill a chicken, was kept under strict confinement in their spaceship.
How much time has passed since we landed on Planet Namek?
How could he just vanish into thin air?
Where's the Scouter?
Elec stared at Oil, "Didn't you use the Scouter?!"
Oil shook his head anxiously, " The Scouter can't be found either..."
This time, Elec was truly dumbfounded.
Frustrated, Maki kicked a pebble away and grumbled, "They must have used some Namekian illusion to escape! What a nuisance!"
I'll go find him.
Jass took a step forward, and the dormant aura around him began to stir.
Elec abruptly raised his hand, stopping Jass's actions.
Jass stopped and looked at his brother with a puzzled expression.
Elec's face was grim.
After a brief loss of composure, he forcibly suppressed his anger, and his mind began to race.
"How did that guy disappear...? We can't waste any more time on him now."
"According to the scan, there are very few signs of life left on Planet Namek."
Elec put the Scouter back on, hoping to find any signs of life they had scanned during landing.
However, to his surprise, this time, apart from the battlefield where the fierce battle was raging above, no other energy reactions could be detected anywhere else...
[ps]: Let's talk about the combat power issue. Regarding the combat power of the four Hera Warriors, they are not as weak as some readers think. In Galactic Crisis, their appearance timeline is after Cell. At that time, Vegeta, Trunks, and Piccolo were all Goku or close to the full power level of the canon.
Therefore, the four Hera Warriors who appeared at that time were much stronger than the seventeenth and eighteenth warriors in the official history. If we had to use Power Level to categorize them, their strength would be around 2 billion.
Of course, Android 17 and Android 18 here have also been enhanced. Although Dr. Gero has not been able to fully utilize the energy extracted from the ring, it is still enough to create an enhanced version of the android.
Therefore, the claim about suppressing combat power has been clarified. Goku and Piccolo's combat power is not just at the level of a newly entered Super Saiyan; they are not weak at this stage.
Of course, this only applies to this book. If you disagree, you don't need to accept it; it only applies to this book.