"Huh?! Isn't that Raditz? Isn't he dead? Could it be that he's been resurrected?"
Nappa was stunned when he saw Raditz standing at the front of the group.
They had received news of Raditz's death through their scouters' communication function, and had learned about the Dragon Balls, which is why they rushed to Earth. But the scene before them made no sense. Raditz was alive and appeared to be leading a group of Earthlings.
"That bastard!" Vegeta gritted his teeth in anger and suddenly accelerated his descent.
BOOM!
The two Saiyans crashed to the ground, their scouters beeping as they scanned the power levels around them.
Their battle armor was identical to Raditz's, and their menacing presence was palpable. The ferocious aura emanating from their bodies sent chills through the air.
"Were you waiting for us?" Vegeta crossed his arms with a contemptuous look. "And you, Raditz, you'd better explain what's going on."
His face was twisted with rage, on the verge of erupting. If Raditz wasn't dead, it could only mean that he had been deceived. How dare a low-class soldier trick him?! That was a death wish.
A murderous aura quietly permeated the air. Everyone felt an icy chill run down their spines.
In the past, Raditz would have been trembling with fear, his legs weak beneath him. But now, Raditz walked forward with a smile instead. "Vegeta, I never died. I said that because I wanted to invite you to Earth so we could talk properly."
"Hahahahaha." Vegeta laughed loudly, his voice a mixture of confusion, disdain, mockery, and anger. "You colluded with these Earthlings to lie to me, betraying your fellow Saiyans! I will kill you, and then wipe out every human on this planet!"
"Yeah? The Earth is already in Frieza's plans. You destroy this planet for him, and then what? Where will you go next? Will you be Frieza's lapdog for the rest of your life?"
Raditz shot back in an even more mocking tone.
His words struck Vegeta like a thorn in his heart.
"Shut up!"
"It seems you don't want to continue like this either. So why not resist? My younger brother on Earth, Kakarot—also called Goku—has gathered a group of exceptional allies. If the three of us join forces with them, we could definitely stand against Frieza."
"Don't make me laugh! You think you can challenge Frieza? Hmph! You're all idiots!" Vegeta's scouter clearly displayed Raditz's power level: 1,800.
Nappa quickly backed him up: "A power level of 1,800 is stronger than before, but it's still completely useless!"
"Those scouters aren't always accurate."
Goku cut off Nappa's boasting with his interjection.
Facing the two Saiyans, his fighting spirit had already been ignited, especially by Vegeta, who gave him the urge to test his strength. It would be difficult to convince the two visitors at this point, and the worst-case scenario would be an all-out battle between both sides—which was exactly what Goku hoped for.
"Are you Kakarot?"
"My name is Goku!"
"Whatever. Let me ask you something—since Raditz isn't dead, are the so-called Dragon Balls fake?" Vegeta still had the Dragon Balls on his mind.
"No, the Dragon Balls are real, and they can grant any wish."
Hearing this, Vegeta showed a satisfied smile. At least this trip to Earth hadn't been in vain. He truly hated Frieza and wanted to overthrow him, but Raditz's proposal sounded impossible. How strong could a few Earthlings be? Even if they combined their strength, they might not be able to handle the Ginyu Force, let alone Frieza himself.
So he rejected Raditz's suggestion, still hoping that the Dragon Balls would grant him immortality.
"Explain everything about the Dragon Balls clearly, and I might consider sparing your lives." Vegeta extended his hand, raising his chin arrogantly.
"It looks like you won't take my advice. I guess I'll just have to show you how strong we've become."
As Raditz spoke, he walked backward slowly until he reached the far left of the group. Everyone stood in a staggered formation, facing Vegeta.
"Nappa, did you hear that? Raditz wants to show us how powerful they are! Hahaha, let's check their power levels! They dare to speak so boldly when they're just a little over 1,000. Have they forgotten how terrifying I am?"
"Idiots! I could kill you all by myself!" Nappa sneered.
"Don't be so hasty." Vegeta smiled. "You still have those Saibamen seeds. Let them try their luck against those."
After hearing this, Nappa laughed and took out a small bottle from his waist containing several seeds. He poured them out and planted them in the soil.
After a short while, several ugly monsters emerged from the ground. Their heads resembled cabbages, their limbs were spindly, and their entire bodies were green.
"What... what are those things? They're disgusting." Krillin's expression changed when he saw the creatures emerging from the earth.
"They look like some kind of alien life form."
Piccolo said coldly, "They're all trash."
"Trash? That's big talk." Hearing Piccolo's words, Nappa looked over and was startled. "Huh? You're from Namek!"
"Namek?!" The others were shocked to learn Piccolo's true origins for the first time. But it made sense that a being from space would possess such power.
"No wonder. I heard that Namekians have certain magical abilities. You must be the one who created the Dragon Balls. And you're also the one who helped Raditz with his little deception. I recognize your voice." Nappa grinned menacingly.
Voice? Everyone was taken aback for a moment before realizing that Raditz had mentioned scouters could be used as communication devices.
"If you want to fight, then hurry up!" Piccolo spat disdainfully as he assumed a fighting stance, glaring coldly at Nappa.
"You seem to have more fighters than we have Saibamen, so you can't do one-on-one battles." Vegeta noted with feigned disappointment.
"We don't need one-on-one matches. I'll take them all myself! Piccolo, let me handle this!" Goku said confidently.
"Hey, you don't need to step in," Raditz stopped Goku. "Let Gohan and the others deal with the Saibamen. It will be easy for them—trust in their strength."
"Well... okay." Goku considered for a moment, then put his hands on his hips and stepped aside.
Piccolo, who considered himself Goku's equal, saw that Goku wasn't making a move and relaxed his stance, folding his arms and standing coldly.
"Alright then, I'll go first!" Yamcha clenched his fists and walked to the front with a smile.
He was dressed in the Turtle School uniform and moved with calm confidence. A number appeared on Nappa's scouter: 1,080. This reading wasn't as high as the Saibamen's power level, and Nappa couldn't help but feel gleeful, a smug smile spreading across his face.
In his mind, the Saibaman would easily kill Yamcha!
"Don't be careless. Attack with full strength," Vegeta ordered coldly.
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