Son Goku turned back to ask the Satan father and daughter, "Are you two okay? It's dangerous here, leave quickly!"
Mr. Satan didn't just run away; joining forces with his daughter and the newly arrived Yamcha, the three of them rescued Nappa, who had only one breath left, from beneath the rubble.
"Yamcha! Here!" With a flick of Son Goku's finger, a Senzu Bean landed in Yamcha's hand. Yamcha hurriedly took the heavily injured Nappa and the Satan duo to evacuate the battlefield.
Mechanical King Cold immediately turned his head to look in the direction they were leaving. "Clear Target 2 incomplete. Target 2, Nappa. Restarting clearing sequence."
"You're not going anywhere! Kaio-ken!" Son Goku activated Kaio-ken x10. His entire body erupted with crimson light as he slammed a fist into Mechanical King Cold's chest.
The electronic eyes followed the turning head toward him. "Battle power value unrecorded. Battle power value unrecorded. 30 million battle power. 30 million battle power. Suspected to be Saiyan Kakarot... Target appearance and battle power value seriously mismatched. Executing Protocol 7: Clear!"
King Cold's body carried a deep-seated hatred for Saiyans. Even without a head or a soul, the residual consciousness within the body compelled it to make a choice.
Looking down from above, energy rapidly gathered at the tips of its fingers, followed by a ceaseless barrage.
Accompanied by a series of sharp hissing sounds as they tore through the air, fully three Death Beams shot toward Son Goku.
Son Goku turned sideways, ducked his head, and leaned back. He was a fraction of a second too slow in dodging the third attack, and the Death Beam left a scorched trail on the Turtle School martial arts uniform at his chest.
"So strong!" Unlike Ino, whose efforts were fitful—fishing for three days and drying nets for two—Son Goku had engaged in constant, bitter training. He could now withstand Kaio-ken x20. His base battle power was 3 million; multiplied by twenty, that was 60 million. However, he couldn't maintain this 60 million battle power for long. For now, he continued using Kaio-ken x10, focusing primarily on probing the opponent's strength.
He rapidly closed the distance, chopping a knife-hand toward the enemy's neck. He felt that the connection point between flesh and machinery there must be a weak spot.
The fact was, this was indeed a weakness. If the mechanical head were knocked off, losing the controller would turn Mechanical King Cold into nothing more than a corpse containing massive energy.
Mechanical King Cold was not clumsy. It performed a standing backflip, supporting itself on the ground with its mechanical right hand, while its left hand rose to fire a chain of red energy bullets.
Son Goku was extremely calm. Covering his palms with a massive amount of ki, he slapped horizontally or parried sideways, knocking all the energy bullets away.
Mechanical King Cold suddenly utilized high speed to appear behind him. Its massive tail wrapped around Son Goku's neck, and then, clenching its left hand, it punched toward his lumbar vertebrae.
Son Goku curled his legs up, causing the punch to miss, then stepped on the opponent's fist and smashed an elbow backward.
Mechanical King Cold possessed immense strength. It blocked the elbow strike with one hand, then, hooking its fingers, grabbed Son Goku's arm with one hand and his ankle with the other. Turning him head-down, it smashed him into the road surface like a nail.
"Kaio-ken x15!" The red aura around Son Goku became increasingly vibrant as his battle power rose to 45 million. The two sides exchanged blows back and forth, no longer in the state where he was completely at a disadvantage.
Before long, Vegeta, Piccolo, and the others gathered around.
Only Vegeta and Piccolo could coordinate to launch some attacks. The other warriors, including Nappa—who had eaten a Senzu Bean and seen his battle power rise significantly after a near-death upgrade—could not participate in a battle of this level.
"Kaio-ken x20!" Seeing that Mechanical King Cold was unusually difficult to deal with, Son Goku endured the immense pain radiating from his entire skeleton and suppressed the enemy with a battle power of 60 million.
First, a rising uppercut knocked Mechanical King Cold into the air. Vegeta's Piercing Cannon and Piccolo's Special Beam Cannon simultaneously struck the cyborg's torso. Son Goku gathered ki for several seconds on the ground, exerted all his strength, and used a blue Kamehameha to vaporize Mechanical King Cold's mechanical head and body together.
Half a day later, the Earth warriors regrouped.
Thanks to their swift action, the Frieza Force had been completely wiped out. Personnel losses on Earth's side were relatively minor; at most, some buildings were destroyed. The battle results could be called brilliant.
Exchanging intelligence, they discovered that, discounting Mechanical King Cold, Cui—who had been killed by Vegeta—was the highest-ranking commander among them. So, the question arose... where was Frieza, who should have appeared on Earth?
Planet Namek.
A group of Namekians was transporting the supplies that had been loaded onto the spaceship back to the village. Since there was no longer any trouble, they hoped to protect their homeland and continue atoning for their sins on this land.
Disaster descended from the sky.
Frieza, riding a single-person hover pod, landed alone on Planet Namek.
"Battle power 1,000? 500... 800. Whoa, there's a warrior with 3,000 here. Looks very average... I remember Namekians are also a race that can change their battle power at will. Let's go ask this guy with the highest battle power." Frieza's battle power detector was undoubtedly of a higher grade; even though the target hid most of his ki daily, Frieza still found the strongest Namekian, Nail.
He was the only warrior-type Namekian in the entire clan.
Nail not only had to protect his kin but was also the Grand Elder's bodyguard.
"Nail, I give you one final order. Take the clansmen and run. Run as far as you can." The Grand Elder's life had already entered its countdown. Frieza feinting a move and charging straight into Planet Namek alone had exceeded everyone's expectations.
Nail hesitated slightly. "Grand Elder, I..."
In just those few seconds of hesitation, Frieza erupted with full power and arrived before them.
Looking down from above, the diminutive Emperor of the Universe scrutinized the Grand Elder. "A very strange-looking Namekian, not quite the same as the records in the data... But, it doesn't matter. I came to find the Dragon Balls. I imagine you would surely be willing to hand the Dragon Balls over to me, right?"
"Haa—" Nail tore off his robe and exploded with all his ki. Raising his hand at his maximum speed, he chopped a palm toward Frieza's neck.
The Emperor of the Universe neither dodged nor evaded, using his own neck to hard-tank the opponent's palm strike. The ki on the edge of Nail's palm, sharp as a blade, didn't even break Frieza's skin.
The warrior-type Namekian was full of astonishment.
The opponent actually caught his full-power strike with his neck? How could such a monster exist in this world?
Frieza wore a mysteriously unfathomable smile at the corner of his mouth. "Whoa, increasing from the previous 3,000 battle power to 42,000 in an instant. I really want to make you my subordinate. Let me tell you a secret: the energy within my body is simply too vast. In my current form alone, my battle power reaches as high as 530,000. Namekian, do you understand the gap between us?"
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