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

Soon, under the extremely cautious gazes of Bick and the others, several ugly, short vegetable-like people emerged from the ground.

Its ferocious and terrifying appearance immediately put a lot of pressure on Piccolo and the others.

"Um?

What a terrifying and oppressive atmosphere!

Just as Naba was about to say something harsh and introduce the Vegetable Man's fighting power to tease these Earthlings, Piccolo and the others suddenly looked up at the sky, their faces even showing expressions of horror.

Seeing this, Vegeta and Vegeta were also drawn to the sky, their eyebrows slightly raised.

Chapter 230 The Descendants (Frieza X) (Son Goku?)

"meteor?"

"Playing tricks?"

Naba looked at the tiny "fireball" rapidly approaching Earth, a hint of disdain in his expression.

Let alone a mere meteor, he could blow up even a small asteroid with an energy blast.

"No, that looks like a spaceship."

Vegeta's expression changed slightly as he made out the appearance of the descending object.

Who is it?

"Are you also after this planet?"

Naba frowned. "Let me see what kind of guy dares to compete with us Saiyans for ownership of this planet?"

With a slightly sinister smile on his face, Naba gently pressed the button on the combat power tester, pointing towards the spaceship that was landing on Earth.

"What? Your combat power is only 1000..."

10000…

boom!

At first, Naba looked at the numbers on the lens with great disdain.

Until the value jumped rapidly, and finally the entire combat power testing device exploded.

"How is that possible? This is a combat power testing device with a maximum testing value of 22000..."

Could it be that there's something on that spaceship...?

Naba clutched his eyes, which were slightly injured by the exploding lens, his face extremely pale.

"Could it be that your tester is broken?"

Vegeta raised an eyebrow and activated the combat power tester on his face.

boom!

Unsurprisingly, the value on it exceeded 22000 and then exploded.

Damn it!

The consecutive explosions of two combat capability testing devices due to overload can no longer be explained by mere malfunction.

Vegeta's face also turned ugly. He violently ripped off the broken lens from his ear and threw it away. His gaze toward the landing spaceship was extremely unpleasant.

"The only reason the combat power testing device could explode, besides a malfunction, is that the opponent's combat power exceeds 22000."

In this universe, apart from the few individuals under Frieza's command, there couldn't possibly be any other force.

"Could it be the Ginyu Force, or Dodoria and Sabo, or even...?"

Frieza himself has arrived?!

At this moment, Naba's voice trembled slightly.

His once tall and imposing figure now appeared slightly hunched.

"But, that doesn't make sense."

How could someone as powerful as Frieza possibly descend upon a planet like this? Even if it were his business, his subordinates shouldn't be here.

Naba muttered to himself, sounding unusually verbose.

"Fool, don't you understand?!"

Since we can eavesdrop on Raditz's communications, Frieza can naturally eavesdrop on ours as well.

"That damned bastard, he's never trusted us Saiyans."

Vegeta's face darkened; he had inadvertently guessed part of it correctly.

"Vegeta, what should we do?"

"Are we supposed to offer up the Dragon Ball?"

Naba looked flustered; clearly, the name Frieza had put too much pressure on him.

"Fool, it's useless."

What difference would it make if we offered up the Dragon Balls with both hands?

"If Frieza wanted to kill us, it would be effortless."

Vegeta cursed angrily and suddenly looked at Piccolo and the others, "Earthlings, hand over the Dragon Balls!"

There's no time left. Naba and I might take the Dragon Balls and leave.

But Frieza is the most evil and powerful being in the universe; he might destroy your planet without hesitation.

"Give me the Dragon Balls, and once I obtain invincible power in the universe, I will personally kill Frieza!"

Vegeta's eyes shone brightly as he looked at the Earth warriors, his gaze filled with anxiety and determination.

At this very moment, the expressions on the faces of the Earth warriors were changing rapidly.

"This terrifying aura is dozens of times stronger than Vegeta's."

"If there is an abyss or hell, the pressure that guy in the sky put on me felt like the entire hell was pressing down on me."

Krillin and Yamcha trembled, their expressions growing increasingly panicked as they looked up at the sky.

This scene made Vegeta's expression even uglier.

Several times more?

He was almost certain that it was Frieza who had descended.

Although he didn't know Frieza's fighting power, these Earthlings in front of him seemed to be able to sense the fighting power of others.

So……

Dozens of times more than myself?

Aside from Frieza himself descending to Earth, Vegeta couldn't think of anyone else who could do it.

"Hurry, hand over the Dragon Balls! There's no time!"

Vegeta suddenly dodged and grabbed Piccolo, who was taller than him, by the neck, lifting him high up, his tone full of tyranny.

"Stop joking!"

This is……

My planet!

Piccolo roared in a low voice, struggling, and shot blue lasers from his eyes, which hit Vegeta directly in the face.

puff……

It was like an egg hitting a rock; apart from a soft "plop," no water splashed out.

The sheer force of the impact caused Vegeta to tilt his head to the side.

"You're courting death!"

Vegeta slowly turned his head, which was tilted slightly, his eyes filled with a mixture of savagery and murderous intent.

boom!

He hurled Piccolo into the air, then unleashed a ki blast that exploded in a terrifying burst from the sky.

Soon a ragged figure fell from the sky and crashed to the ground.

"Uncle Bick!"

Gohan screamed and flew towards the spot where Piccolo had fallen, his face filled with panic.

In fact, if Vegeta hadn't needed to find out the whereabouts of the Dragon Balls from Piccolo, Piccolo would have been long gone.

Instead of being severely injured by an enraged Vegeta, as is the case now.

"Are you kidding me...?"

"That guy Piccolo didn't even have time to react?!"

Yamcha's voice was hoarse and hesitant.

"Isn't this normal?"

The enemy's unfathomable aura has already sealed our fate; our actions will be nothing more than a futile, futile attempt to stop a chariot!

"The Saiyan before us is..."

And in the sky, what is about to descend...

So-called Frieza!!!

Tianjin Fan's voice was cold, yet filled with an indescribable sorrow.

Earth may really be doomed.

"Wukong, there's still Wukong!"

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, hope replaced despair in Klin's eyes.

He shouted it out loud, as if the name itself were imbued with the magic of victory.

"Dad will definitely save the world, just like the stories Mom used to tell me."