Frieza's Arrival

"Sorry, we do not have the Dragon Balls you mentioned here. Please go back!" The village chief opened his mouth to refuse.

The Dragon Balls, in the eyes of the Namekian, were very significant. It couldn't be handed over easily, not to mention that they didn't have the Dragon Balls in their hands.

With a cold snort, Vegeta's face was down, unhappy, "You toast but didn't drink the wine, so you will get a penalty. Be smart enough and hand over the Dragon Balls, or do not blame me when I'm not polite!"

"This gentleman, our village really does not have the Dragon Balls...." The elderly village chief saw that this alien was not easy to deal with, so he was trying to explain, but before he could finish, he was interrupted.

With a swoosh, there were a few cracking sounds.

A blurred light flashed against the village chief's cheek, and several Namekian standing behind him immediately let out a miserable shout. Blood gushed from his mouths, and his body was knocked out by the ki wave.

"Ahh! Fere!" The village chief's face changed greatly, "Why did you do such a violent act!"

The old face showed a look of pain and hatred because of the innocent killings of his clan members.

"Old man, the real violence has not yet exerted it. So you should think carefully, is the Dragon Ball important or the clan important." Vegeta's tone of voice was not good. The angular lines outline the cold face.

"You...." The village chief gulped, surprisingly couldn't speak, and his look became gray.

In order to guard against the imminent disaster of the Namekian, the Grand Elder had long asked Neil to collect all the Dragon Balls, and there were really no Dragon Balls in their village.

"These Namekian are too unaware this times!"

A few moments later, when the Namekian still did not hand over the Dragon Balls, Vegeta's face couldn't help but turn gloomy. His heart was annoyed. Now he had no way back, the Dragon Ball was a must, or simply he couldn't escape from Frieza's pursuit.

The sickening killing atmosphere spread out, Vegeta's gaze constantly flickering. His face was very difficult, Frieza was coming, he couldn't afford to delay time!

At this moment, all the Namekian couldn't help but shiver, their heart constantly sinking down.

Suddenly, the murderous aura disappeared, Vegeta's icy gaze swept over the Namekian one by one, and said flatly, "Since you do not want to hand over the Dragon Balls, then you all will be dead!

He waved his palm, the palm released a half-arc ki wave.

RUMBLE!

Energy like waves were raging, making the ground trembled. The rock and gravel splashed up, and in a few moments, the center of the village was carved out an arc of seven or eight meters deep gully.

The shock wave from the explosion bore the brunt of the impact on the nearby Namekian. They were wailing in pain. The Namekian prostrated on the ground, emitting a burning and unpleasant smell.

With a cold snort, gently swept away the sand and dust from the tip of the nose, Vegeta did not look back.

There was no point of sympathy for the dead Namekian. He just wanted to kill a few mosquitoes as usual. Then his ugly face looked up in the air and fly toward the next target. The division was unfavorable. He even hadn't seen the shadow of the Dragon Balls. Then the thought of Frieza's horrible power causing Vegeta's heart to flood with a layer of gloom.

Next, Vegeta speed up the action, a series of sweeping six or seven villages, but nothing.

"Damn, how can there be no Dragon Balls? Is the legend of the Dragon Balls just nonsense? Does the Namekian Dragon Balls not exists?" Vegeta's face was pale as he reluctantly yelled.

Damn it!

If he risked his life for this kind of nonsense rumor and rebelled on Frieza, then it would be a big loss!

Little by little, Frieza's ship was getting closer and closer to Planet Namek, and Vegeta's time was running out. It was not possible, and he had to prepare to escape.

...…

Not far from the planet, a large disc-shaped ship cut through bright light, swooping towards the planet. The ship entered the atmosphere, rubbing against it and emitting a fiery red, blindingly bright light.

CHOO!!!

The ship landed, and the eight sharp steel pincer legs stuck into the soft soil as easily as tofu. The hatch opened, and hordes of cosmonauts jumped down. Frieza floated in his special egg-shaped craft, followed by a bloated Dodoria.

"Ohhh, what a bland planet! Mr. Dodoria. Scan the planet and see how strong it is up there?"

Frieza's mouth was agape as he faintly ordered.

Dodoria smiled heatedly and saluted respectfully. He then pressed the scouter by his ear, and a series of data flashed out on the lens beep beep beep.

"Oh, it's just a Middle-Level Planet, and there are only a few dozen with a power level of over 1000." Dodoria replied with a smile.

Frieza's fingers fiddled with the spaceship and said indifferently, "Even if it's an ordinary Middle-Level Planet, we don't have much information about it in our database. So, Mr. Dodoria, this is your responsibility!"

Dodoria immediately bowed and admitted his mistake, "It's my subordinate's lack of discipline. Next time, I will properly educate those cosmonauts and collect more information about the planet for Lord Frieza!"

"Hm." Frieza nodded in satisfaction.

Dodoria was amused and continued to observe the data on top of the probe. "Huh, there's data with a power level of 34,000! It's three hundred kilometers from here."

"Uh, that data should be Mr. Zarbon. Nice data, huh. Let's see how Vegeta?"

"Lord Frieza, there is no data of Vegeta on it!"

In Dodoria's perception, Vegeta's power level should be around 10,000, but the scouter did not show a signal matching Vegeta's data.

"Vegeta should be destroyed by Mr. Zarbon. What a pity, but this is the end of rebellion against this king!" Frieza said coldly.

At this time, there was another roar of a ship in the sky through the air.

Five red-colored fireballs fell from the sky and smashed down on Planet Namek.

"Haha, Ginyu Forces have arrived. Dodoria, let's meet up with Mr. Zarbon and Ginyu Forces. Dispatch the men to search for the Dragon Balls with all their might!" With an excited smile on his face, Frieza shouted loudly.

"Yes!"

Dodoria answered loudly, then led a large group of cosmonauts to scatter out and search for the whereabouts of the Dragon Balls with all their might. They soon found the Moori's Villages, but these villages seemed to have just suffered a disaster. All of them had died.

.....

The rocky wasteland, the residence of the Grand Elder.

The Grand Elder's huge body leaned on the seat, his creased and aged face covered with wrinkles, looking old.

"Alas, several evil forces have reached Planet Namek, is the disaster for the Namekians about to begin? I sense that quite a few children have already died." An old voice rang out as the Grand Elder sighed sadly.

Neil, who was sitting on the ground, opened his eyes. A cold electric aura flashed from the corner of his eyes, and he said in a stern voice, "Grand Elder, let me go and destroy them!"

"Stop, Neil, the other side is the evil Frieza, not something you can deal with."

A crisp and nice voice sounded, and Ayaka appeared in the hall with a group of people.

Initially, when Nail heard the voice, his whole body was full of vigilance. Just like the tiger, he was ready to attack, ready to meet the enemy. However, after seeing that the visitors were Ayaka and the others, he silently retreats to the elders' side. The eyes, however, flashed one by one on Ayaka and others.

Then, when noticing the surging energy of Son Goku and others, he gave a startled gasp.

In just a few months, their strength had actually doubled several times again.

"Welcome, friends of Earth!"

The Grand Elder's voice was filled with joy. It seemed these Earthlings were still very trustworthy. With the help of Earth friends, the possibility of Planet Namek to safely survive the disaster increased a lot more.

Ayaka shook her head, "Grand Elders is very kind. The people of Earth and the Namekians are always reliable friends. When Planet Namek is in trouble, we naturally can not stand by and do nothing. But this time, the enemy is too strong, Frieza as the ruler of the Southern Part of the North Area, the strength is unpredictable. In order to take precautions, I hope that the Grand Elder immediately uses the Dragon Balls!

The Grand Elder thought deeply, he had understood the enemy's strength, and there had been many clansmen killed before. He was very agreeable to Ayaka's proposal. He opened his mouth and said to Nail, "Nail, take out the Dragon Balls while it is still time so that Porunga can revive the clan!"