Konoha: On the night of the massacre, I summoned Inuyasha.

But facing these two terrifying figures, feeling their almost invincible aura...

Bick still subconsciously said one more thing.

"That voice sounds so familiar..."

"You were one of the guys who took down Raditz, weren't you?"

No wonder Raditz was killed.

Although that piece of trash was just a low-level warrior with poor combat power, his combat strength was still extraordinary.

But if the enemy is a Namekian, then it wouldn't be surprising.

Vegeta looked at Piccolo thoughtfully, as if he had thought of something.

"Is he a Namekian?"

Naba, standing next to him, opened his mouth in surprise and said.

As space raiders, they have some knowledge of some powerful races in the universe.

The Namekians are a well-known race in the universe.

"Namekians?"

Piccolo was also stunned when he heard Vegeta's words.

He never expected to hear about his past from his enemy.

“Bick…”

"So you're an alien too?"

No wonder she looks so unique.

"Tianjin Fan has three eyes, could he also be some kind of three-eyed alien?"

The dumpling looked like a terrifying zombie; it must be from the Zombie Planet.

Klin touched a nose that didn't exist, and for a moment he realized what was going on.

"Uncle Bick, is what he said true?"

Gohan asked curiously, looking at his Uncle Piccolo.

Tien Shinhan and Gyoza rolled their eyes at Krillin, instantly easing the tense atmosphere. They also looked at Piccolo with considerable surprise.

Even now, they still harbor some distrust towards this former great demon king.

however.

Bick remained silent with a cold expression.

After all, he didn't know his own identity, and besides, he was just Piccolo II, not the original Piccolo Daimaō.

However, considering that he was born with strength far superior to that of ordinary Earthlings, perhaps what those two guys were saying was true.

High above in the heavens, in the temple on Earth, Kami, who was originally one with Piccolo, was also somewhat dazed, "So, I am a Namekian."

He looked down at his hands, momentarily stunned.

"God, you are now the God of Earth, nothing more."

Beside the Celestial God, the dark-skinned Black Zetsu II and the Void Devouring Flame III, Bobo, looked at the Celestial God with some worry.

"Yes, I am now a god of the earth."

Bobo, don't worry about me..."

The god suddenly realized something, and his gaze finally became unwavering.

Bobo smiled with satisfaction.

"I've heard that Namekians are not only strong in combat, but also possess incredible abilities..."

"You must be the creator of the Dragon Balls, right?"

That thing that can grant people's wishes.

As far as I know, Namekians seem to possess abilities similar to those of magicians!

Vegeta pointed at Piccolo with one finger, his face showing an expression that said, "That's exactly right."

"You guys even know about Dragon Ball?!"

Upon hearing this, Klin's eyes widened slightly, and he said in disbelief.

Didn't Raditz say that?

This thing also has communication capabilities!

We already knew about your conversation with Raditz.

Naba lightly tapped the combat power detector with his index finger, a smug smile on his face.

However, he was still basking in his triumph and didn't realize it.

Far away in space, Frieza listened to the conversation between Vegeta and his group and the Z Fighters, a look of great interest on his face.

"Dragon Balls that grant wishes?"

interesting.

Lord Dodoria, prepare yourselves, we are en route to Earth...

No, let's just go straight to Namek.

Perhaps there are even better Dragon Balls there.

The emperor of the universe chuckled softly, while an ugly, obese alien beside him replied in a low voice.

"Foolish Vegeta, how dare you try to steal the Dragon Balls behind Frieza's back."

"Little do they know, even though you can eavesdrop on Raditz's communications, King Frieza has never trusted you monkeys."

With a cold smile in her heart, Dodoria went to prepare.

"Hand over the Dragon Balls obediently!"

Even if you are a so-called Namekian, you are nothing more than that in our eyes!

Because!

We are the strongest fighting race in the universe!

Saiyan!

Naba's words were full of arrogance, and Vegeta, standing beside him, crossed his arms and looked equally arrogant.

It looks exactly like it...

Erzhuzi.

"I am very grateful to you for telling me who my ancestors were."

Unfortunately, I wasn't the one who created the Dragon Balls...

Moreover, this planet belongs to me, King Piccolo, not some Saiyan.

He paused slightly, then revealed sharp fangs at the corners of his mouth, giving a wicked smile.

"What I excel at has always been fighting!"

Bring it on, Saiyan.

Let's fight to the death!

Piccolo assumed a fighting stance, his aura surging forth, causing the earth to tremble slightly at that moment.

Indeed, as a combat-oriented Namekian, Piccolo is not skilled in magic.

This was accompanied by Bick's challenge.

Tien Shinhan, Gohan, Krillin, Chiaotzu, and the others strongly disagreed with Piccolo's declaration of ownership of Earth, but for a moment they all assumed fighting stances.

"Ha, a bunch of primitive ants who know nothing of the vastness of the universe..."

Naba watched Bick's movements, lightly pressed the button on the detective device, and a large number of values ​​instantly appeared on the red lens.

610、981、1103、1220、1083……

"Ha, trash!"

Although this level of combat power is quite good in the universe, it is comparable to the low-level warriors of our Saiyan race.

But trash is trash.

Raditz is trash, and you guys are trash too.

They think they can defeat us with this level of combat power?!

However, Raditz is really useless.

A force of 1,500, and they died at the hands of you weaklings.

Naba's lips parted in a smirk, his eyes flashing with malice.

"Fine..."

Nabata.

Vegeta's lips curled up slightly.

"Let's just play along with them."

Naba, don't the vegetable man still have six seeds left?

Bring it all out!

As if he had thought of something, Vegeta said to Nappa.

"You really love to have fun, huh?"

Vegeta.

Nappa smiled as he listened to Vegeta's instructions and took a bag out of his pocket.

He poked a few holes in the soft soil with his index finger, then put the seeds in and poured in the strange liquid.