Saiyan Age

Chapter 218 Young Dales

Darles was sweating profusely on his back, his face was yellow, and he was staring at Beria, almost holding his breath.

The number on the detector has not disappeared, 5000, shocking the world!
With his inferior fighter qualifications, he would never imagine how high 5000 is.He has worked very hard, even harder than those so-called famous fighters, but after more than ten years, his combat power is still less than 1000 points.

Ordinary low-level planets can't stop him, but he dare not go to slightly higher-level planets.

Weakness makes people feel inferior and makes people angry. Seeing such a strong man, Dales is envious and unwilling, and a trace of fear rises in his heart.

"Who the hell are you?" he yelled.

"Same as you." Beria untied the tail around his waist, faded from the super race state, and restored his black hair.Those pitch-black pupils were bright and energetic, and a huge aura flowed out silently.

"Sai... Saiyan?" Dales took two steps back, clenched his fists in horror, his pupils dilated, "You survived?!"

Frieza released a message after destroying Planet Vegeta, telling the Vegeta team who hadn't returned home that their home planet was destroyed by a meteorite, but he ignored Dares, who was also outside.

Dales didn't go back either, and was exiled on other planets, and survived by luck.

He always thought that he was special, but he didn't expect that there was another one.

"What did you come to see me for?" Dales looked at Beria vigilantly, even though everyone was a Saiyan, he didn't dare to take it lightly, who knows what the other party is here for.

Some Saiyans adhere to the principle of "kill if you don't like it", disregarding life, even the same kind.

Beria ignored his question and said with a smile, "Where did you get the fruit in your hand?"

"Fruit?" Dales was puzzled, but still pointed to the north, "It's on this planet, you can give it to you if you want it!"

Beria looked from afar and saw a huge fruit tree growing slowly.

This planet lacks nutrients and is full of rocks, which is not suitable for the growth of spiritual trees.

"An unexpected harvest." Beria looked at it, "Haven't you eaten it?"

"No."

"It seems that you also got the fruit of the spirit tree by chance. I haven't tried the effect yet. No wonder the combat power is still so low." Beria roughly estimated that the current Dales might not be able to beat Raditz.

He suddenly felt a little sympathetic to this guy, they are also Saiyans living far away, Kakarot and Broly are so strong, in contrast, Dales is really unsatisfactory in aptitude and comprehension, he is addicted to drugs So many years of achievements are also limited.

Thinking about it is a bitter tear.

Poor people often have hateful things. Because of mistaken pursuit of power, Dales has embarked on the path of evil, unscrupulous destruction and aggression, causing chaos in the universe, and will be a little devil in the future.

Beria's eyes froze, and he couldn't help but consider killing this hazard.

"Are you here to kill me?" Dales felt more and more flustered, unable to figure out the reason for Beria's visit, his cheeks trembling uncontrollably.

"The Galaxy Patrol often receives reports of your sabotage, which is a headache. Let me deal with the problem. You are still young, and there is room for recovery when you go astray. In fact, there are not many Saiyans left, and I also I don't want to kill another one."

"Hmph, preach to me?" Dales smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth.

"Teaching is better than doing it."

"Since when did the Saiyans cooperate with the Galaxy Patrol?" Dales gritted his teeth, "Because Planet Vegeta was destroyed, has it fallen to this point?"

The Saiyans and the Galaxy Patrol have always been at odds, and cooperation between the two is even more unimaginable.

Hearing that Beria contributed to the Galactic Patrol, Dales naturally laughed.

Beria didn't care, and continued to walk forward.Suddenly, he stood still, raised his finger and pointed to the side, without moving his eyes.

"Who else?"

"You don't even have a detector, how did you find me?" A strong man came out from behind the rock, his long braids were thrown back, and his expression was ferocious.

Almond, Dales' subordinate.He was originally a vicious criminal with a cruel nature. He was rescued from prison by Dales, so he followed Dales in interstellar activities.

At this time, Dales didn't have so many subordinates, only Amond.

Judging from the information of the Galaxy King, Almond and Dales often act together, and their style of doing things is cruel and domineering. They are even more unreasonable than Dales. It is only because of their poor strength that they attach themselves to Dales.

The sneak attack failed, and Almond could only walk out, trembling in his heart and gloomy.

Beria was full of disdain: "You don't have to use a detector to find someone."

"what?"

"Similarly, if you want to know a person's strength, you don't need a detector." Beria gave him a contemptuous look, "Because the detector will make mistakes, and some people's strength is beyond imagination."

"Huh?" Almond frowned.

Dales reacted and exclaimed: "Be careful!"

But his voice couldn't compare to Beria's speed. Before the words fell, Beria's figure had already flashed behind Amond, and his palm was directly pressed on his back.

"Keep your eyes wide open to see my combat power." As he spoke, Beria showed a little bit of combat power, deliberately letting it climb continuously, showing a gradual upward trend.

5000、5200、5400……8000……18000、20000……砰！

boom!
There were two explosions in succession, and the detectors of Almond and Dales exploded one after another, emitting a few wisps of blue smoke.

The combat power exceeded the limit of the old-fashioned detector, which scared the two of them. Originally, 5000 combat power was shocking enough, but Beria was able to automatically adjust the combat power to more than 20000.

Simply not human!

Almond completely lost his thinking, and stood there like a stone sculpture.

"Go to hell." Beria said.

"Wait, we have no holidays! I am willing to surrender to the Saiyans, don't kill me, please don't kill me!" Almond lost his last dignity at this time, plopped to his knees, turned around and wanted to go Hold Beria's thigh.

With a soft snort, Beria didn't even say a word, and released a burst of energy directly. Thousands of qi rushed into Amond's body, and then spewed out from the body. Thousands of small holes opened in his strong body, even The body exploded into pieces.

Blood spattered, but Beria moved away before the blood sprayed out.

He came to Darles in an instant and snatched the fruit of the spiritual tree.

The fruit is just held by one hand, and there is nothing unusual about it from the appearance, but it feels a little heavy.It is rumored that only gods can eat the fruit, probably originally planted in the God Realm, right?I have the impression that there are such fruit trees in the underworld, but I don't know if there are any if I haven't looked closely.

Planting spiritual fruit trees in the lower world will suck up the nutrients for planting the planet, but it seems to have no effect in the god world. Perhaps it is because of this that it is called the fruit tree of gods.

Beria suddenly appeared and snatched the fruit.

Dales was terrified.

The means to kill Almond in seconds can also kill him in seconds, and the gap between the two is too big to make up.

"You...you do it!" Dales said decisively with a trace of sternness on his face, "A natural and excellent fighter like you is different from us, heh, I resign myself to my fate."

Belia looked at Darles' expression and suddenly didn't want to kill him so much.

"I am also a low-level fighter. Don't stare so wide. What I said is true. I also know many other low-level fighters. Their combat effectiveness is good, and some of them are stronger than geniuses. Natural aptitude is of course important. Acquired growth But it may not be able to make up the gap. This is not the reason for you to accept your fate."

"..." Dales raised his head in surprise, his face pale.

Belia's heart moved, and he said with a smile: "It's decided, I'll take you to see it."

"Look at what?"

"Saiyans."

Beria held the fruit of the spirit tree in one hand, put his hand on Darles' shoulder, and used teleportation.

(End of this chapter)