Due to receiving the order from headquarters, Badak and other Saiyans quickly finished their mission on Planet Kanassa and prepared to return to Planet Vegeta. At the same time, Saiyans from all over the universe who received the news also returned one after another.
In a large spaceship.
Badak was sitting in the cockpit with a gloomy face, Deputy Commander Bosch was chatting with him about Planet Kanassa.
"But it's really rare, suddenly they want us all to return to Vegeta, what's going on? It seems to be an order from Flisa's side! "Bosch was somewhat baffled.
"First take off the detector, be careful not to be heard!"
"Oh, I almost forgot!"
Bosch reacted and hurriedly turned off the energy detector.
"No matter what Flisa is plotting, let's first return to Vegeta and then talk!"
"Eh? What kind of conspiracy can there be, I think they might have discovered some extraordinary planet and need a large number of people to act together? "
Bosch laughed out loud, although he didn't have a favorable impression of Flisa, he never thought that Flisa would have the ambition to destroy Saiyans.
"Oh, by the way, I heard that recently Flisa Corps' personnel are being transferred very frequently, it seems that they are carrying out some mission. I think it's definitely because they don't have enough manpower, no mistake, they definitely want us Saiyans to go and hold the line."
"I hope so!"
Badak crossed his arms over his chest, but his heart was not so optimistic.
Recalling the scene he had seen on Planet Kanassa before, his eyebrows tightly wrinkled, and combined with the strange order issued by Flisa just now, the uneasiness in his heart became even more intense.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his brain, Badak clutched his forehead and lied down on the chair.
An illusory scene was projected on his retina like a video player.
An emerald green planet was floating there, the sky was suffused with a faint green light, and the ground was covered with tender grass.
On the vast plain, a young man wearing an orange-red martial arts suit was standing proudly. In front of him was a petite figure with alternating purple and white colors, long tail, and a pair of scarlet eyes which were particularly eye-catching.
"What is this place?"
Badak discovered that he had arrived at an unknown place, and in front of him there were two people confronting each other. Everything was so quiet, as if they didn't notice him.
"Could it be another scene of the Kanassan people's curse?" Badak calmed down and realized that he was watching a movie from a third-person perspective.
His good mental fortitude allowed him to quickly calm down. Badak stood quietly and watched the scene in front of him. At this time, he noticed that the young man in the orange-red martial arts suit looked exactly like him.
"That person … could it be Raditz, no, Kakarrot?!"
Badak's eyes flashed, and a feeling of blood connection flowed from the bottom of his heart.
He glanced at the person in front of him. It was a petite figure with white skin that looked like soft armor. Only the top of her head, shoulders, and arms were covered with a soft purple substance. Under the sunlight, the substance shone with a bright light.
His eyes were scarlet and cold, as cruel as a demon.
That pair of cold scarlet eyes reminded him of someone.
"Flisa!"
Badak exclaimed.
He was already certain that the person standing in front of him was Flisa! Although his appearance was different from the Flisa he had seen, there was no other person with that pair of cold and crazy eyes.
"Could it be that this is the scene of Kakarrot and Flisa fighting? Is it really a scene from the future?"
Badak suddenly felt somewhat terrified. If these were scenes from the future, it meant that the scene of the Kanassan people's curse might be true, and Vegeta would be destroyed in Flisa's hands.
At this time, in the scene, the person who looked exactly like him began to fight.
Their movements were as fast as a gust of wind and as fast as lightning. Their movements had long since surpassed the speed of the naked eye. Badak tried hard to concentrate, but he could only see a few afterimages. The level of the fight between the two parties was too much higher than his.
The scene continued to fast-forward, and Badak was like a bystander, looking at everything from horseback to horseback.
At this time, the sky was already dark, and the world was filled with sparkling and translucent lightning.
Rumble!
Huge waves surged, and the earth had cracked.
The young man dressed in an orange martial arts suit was already topless. Amidst the flashing lightning and rolling thunder, the young man roared angrily. His black hair flickered, and finally turned into a sparkling golden color. His pair of dark green eyes were deep and ice-cold, without a trace of emotion.
After that, the young man who had turned into blonde hair and blue eyes crazily attacked, and unexpectedly defeated the opponent with overwhelming advantage.
"That … could it be the legendary Super Saiyan?"
Badak was shocked by the young man's transformation. He looked at it with an excited face, and his blood was boiling all over his body!
Although he could no longer understand the existence of that level, there was no doubt that the ancient legendary Super Saiyan really existed, and his son, Kakarrot, had most likely reached it.
At this time, the scene became blurry again.
Badak was drenched in sweat as he lay prone on a chair. Next to him, Deputy Commander Bosch looked at him with a concerned expression.
"Mr. Badak, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
"Oh … nothing, just a little tired!"
Calmly responding, Badak raised his head and looked at the ceiling, but his heart couldn't calm down for a long time …
Is all of this the real future? Or is it a trick used by the Kanassans to deceive him, confuse him, and ultimately try to provoke conflict between Saiyans and Flisa?
… …
On a faraway planet.
Vegeta was sitting on top of the collapsed rubble, holding a piece of barbecued meat in his hand and crazily gnawing on it. On the ground beside him, primitive dinosaur-like people were crawling on the ground.
"Vegeta The Great, is it really okay not to go back? You are a prince ah! "
Raditz asked while holding the wound on his arm.
"Who cares, just pretend that I don't know."
Vegeta's face was cold as he concentrated on eating the food in his hand. He had no intention of returning to Vegeta. Raditz wanted to say something but hesitated. He wanted to say something but didn't dare to open his mouth.
At this time, the bald young man next to him walked over and sat down on the ground. He picked up a piece of barbecued meat and gnawed on it. "Why are you saying so much? Just listen to Vegeta!"
"O … okay."
Raditz weakly responded, but he didn't dare to refute. Among the three people, only he was a Low-level Warrior, and they often looked down on him.
… …
On the flight route to Vegeta, rows of disc-shaped spaceships were flying at high speed.
The largest spaceship in the center was Flisa's ride.
Flisa was sitting on his small spaceship and floated in front of the spaceship's observation deck. Bright stars streaked past his eyes, like meteors flashing and disappearing.
"King Flisa, forgive this subordinate for speaking bluntly. Regarding the so-called Super Saiyan, this subordinate thinks that it is just a cliché heroic legend. It is impossible for it to exist!" The frog-like alien said.
Flisa laughed and said, "Of course I know. After observing for so many years, these Saiyans are just useless wild monkeys. I have been looking forward to it for so long in vain!"
"However, I can't tolerate even a little bit of uneasiness in my heart! These guys with excessive self-esteem will not be at ease as my slaves. It is time to eliminate them. By the way, when can those Saiyans return to Vegeta? "
"Except for some particularly distant ones, one month is enough time."
"Then, attack Vegeta in one month. Tell the people of Flisa Corps to get ready. I can't wait any longer!"
The corners of Flisa's mouth slightly curled up as he coldly gave the order.
"Yes, King Flisa!"
The frog-faced alien loudly responded, and then walked out of the main control room to pass on Flisa's order.
"Mr. Dodoria, don't forget to encircle and annihilate the remaining Saiyans after Vegeta is destroyed. I don't want to see even a single one of them escape the net."
"Hehe, I promise to complete the mission."
Dodoria stuck out his pink belly and swayed, smiling evilly, the spikes on his head swaying.
In another month, he could see King Flisa display his invincible might. Every time he thought of this, Dodoria was so excited that he couldn't sleep, hoping that the time would come faster.
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