Chapter 813 Ginyu's Arrival

As for that vague legend, after so many years, Frieza no longer cares about it.

After all, it was so ridiculous. He was supposed to be the emperor of the universe, but it was just a legend made up by the Saiyans themselves. He actually believed it back then, and in the end, nothing happened.

"To be able to live forever, huh? Hehehe, Father, it seems I will become even stronger than you."

Frieza chuckled and, without much hesitation, boarded the spaceship and set off for Namek.

As for the things at hand, there's no need to do them; it's just a business of buying and selling a few planets.

Anyway, he no longer has any concept of money; the temptation of immortality is much greater.

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Namek.

After obtaining the Elder's permission, Sun Wukong and his group finally met the last remaining Namekian.

"So you are a descendant of Kadaz."

The elder stared at Piccolo for a long time, until Piccolo felt physically uncomfortable, but the elder finally confirmed his identity.

"Back then, a comet was about to collide with our planet. In order to escape, Kadaz sent his child on a spaceship, but we have never found him since."

Before they could ask what had happened, the elder recounted the events of that year in detail.

The reason Kami came to Earth was because a comet was about to crash into Namek, and to save his life, Kami's father sent him to Earth.

"So that's how it is. No wonder the gods look so different from all of us. It turns out they're not even from Earth."

Sun Wukong, usually so oblivious, suddenly nodded in realization. He had felt something was off when he first met the gods, but he had never asked about it.

"No, how come you only just realized that? Didn't I tell you back then? What were you doing at that time?"

Klin, standing to the side, looked on in disbelief. After all, the Celestial had told him about his origins, although he hadn't specified which planet he was from.

But he stated with absolute certainty that he was not from Earth, even though Sun Wukong was right there at the time.

"Ah, I think I was very hungry at that time."

"I give up."

"Alright, ignore these two. Elder, we actually have a request this time. Our Earth has been invaded, and in order to revive those who have died, we would like to borrow your Dragon Balls."

Bulma rolled her eyes at the two unreliable men. If she expected them to explain things clearly, she would probably have to wait until she was old. So she directly stated her demands.

"In the past, we would have given you the Dragon Balls only after you completed the test, but now these are the last Dragon Balls we have."

The First Elder, with a bitter expression, took out the Dragon Ball from his person. The Dragon Balls kept by the other elders had already fallen into the hands of that group of vicious demons; this was the last one.

Piccolo exclaimed in shock, "What?!"

He was just enjoying the feeling of suddenly returning to his hometown when he heard that his hometown had also been invaded.

And if I heard correctly, this is the last refuge of the Namekians.

Dandy then began to explain.

“Those people were extremely vicious. If we didn’t give them the Dragon Balls, they would kill us at the drop of a hat. Even after we gave them the Dragon Balls, they were still not satisfied and continued to try to kill us.”

At this point, many Namekians had already begun to shed tears, having narrowly escaped death.

"That's really terrifying. Don't worry, we'll help you get justice."

Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong immediately lost his appetite and indignantly declared that he would definitely help them.

Bick clenched his fists even more tightly, his face filled with anger.

Even if I didn't grow up in this place, hearing about what happened here would still evoke such feelings in my heart.

"It's enough that you have the will. Those people are terrifying; they're Frieza's henchmen. You're no match for them. You'd better run away quickly."

The Grand Elder shook his head and sighed. He had personally experienced just how terrifying those people were; he didn't want these young people to lose their lives in vain.

"They may be very capable, but we are just as good. Don't worry, we will definitely help you."

Bulma patted her chest and assured her that if all else failed, she could simply ask Uncle Musashi for help; losing wasn't anything shameful.

These days, what matters in life is connections and background. Even if the other party seems to be Frieza's subordinate, so what?

In her heart, Suzumiya Musashi was an invincible being. No matter what happened, as long as he was there, she would feel an endless sense of security, as if all difficulties would be easily resolved.

Just as the Grand Elder was about to continue his persuasion, a voice rang out.

"Haha, I didn't expect you damned rats to be hiding here. Hmm? And who are you? Are you also beings who gave you the Dragon Balls? Well, it seems I can't let you live."

The elder looked up in surprise and saw that it was the figure he could never forget, the demon who had turned their Namek planet upside down.

"Run!"

"Damn demon, die!"

"Waaah, are we all going to die?"

The Namekians were all emotionally devastated when they saw this guy; only a few remained calm.

Dandy gritted his teeth and said to Bulma, "You guys better run, that guy is terrifying."

Although he was terrified, he still didn't want to run away, because he had already run away too many times, and if he continued to run away, he wouldn't even be able to save this last home.

"Hey! What right do you have to wantonly destroy other people's homes?!"

An angry voice rang out, and to everyone's shock, it was Piccolo who said it, a guy who usually seemed unreliable.

It seems that after witnessing his people suffer such a fate, his emotions have indeed been stirred.

"Heh, kid, what makes me so special? It's my strength, of course!"

Ginyu chuckled. He had seen countless naive fellows like this during his missions, and without exception, they all watched helplessly as their homes were destroyed.