Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out!

"I have ways to make them obey orders obediently." Frieza sneered, slightly tilting his chin towards Sabo. "Sabo, let them experience it!"

"yes!"

Sabo smiled slightly, tapped his toes in the air, and in a flash, appeared directly above an old Namekian man.

His figure blocked the sunlight overhead, casting a shadow on the ground.

The old man hadn't even had time to react; his pupils hadn't even had time to contract.

"Bang!"

Sabo kicked down, his foot landing heavily on the Namekian's neck.

The sound of bones cracking exploded in the air, and the old man's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, rolling several times on the ground and crushing a blue blade of grass.

When the old man fell to the ground, his neck was twisted and deformed, tilted to one side at an impossible angle.

His eyes were still open, his pupils were dilated, and he died on the spot.

"You bastard!"

Another old man flew into a rage, his wrinkles furiously twisting together.

He charged at Sabo with bared teeth and claws, waving his hands wildly in front of him, his steps unsteady yet filled with a desperate resolve.

Sabo chuckled and casually tossed a Dragon Ball into the air; the orange-yellow sphere spun and rose into the sky.

He touched the ground with both feet, his body rose into the air, and he hovered high above.

After the Namekian old man rushed over, he immediately unleashed a beam of energy from his hand.

The flame was bright white and shot out from the palm of the hand with a sizzling sound.

"Boom!"

The energy flames directly enveloped one of Frieza's henchmen.

Frieza's henchman didn't even have time to scream before his body exploded in the flames, instantly killing him and sending blood and flesh fragments flying in all directions.

Sabo was high in the sky, looking down at the ground below.

He stretched out his hand, palm down, and energy shot out from it.

"Boom!"

The energy blast exploded on the Namekian old man, and orange-red flames engulfed his body.

The shockwave spread outwards, tearing away a large patch of blue turf.

When the smoke cleared, the old man's body was riddled with holes, his charred skin emitting wisps of smoke, and he had been blown to pieces.

Sabo landed slowly, his feet touching the scorched ground. He raised his head, stretched out his right hand, and spread his five fingers.

The dragon ball, which had been tossed into the air, fell steadily into his palm with a soft thud.

Krillin and Gohan, who were lying on the edge of the cliff, were furious when they saw this scene.

"How about that?" Frieza smiled at Elder Mullie, tilting his head. "Now you should all behave yourselves, right?"

"What is your purpose in collecting the Dragon Balls?" Murray asked coldly, his voice hoarse and deep, his chin slightly raised, his gaze fixed on Frieza.

"I just want immortality," Frieza scoffed, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "That's all."

"You bunch of scoundrels!" Murray resolutely refused, clenching his fists. "I will absolutely not give you the Dragon Balls!"

"You'd rather die than hand over the Dragon Balls?" Frieza chuckled, tightening his arms around his chest. "Are the people on this planet all this stubborn? If I kill these two children too, will you still be so stubborn?"

"What...what did you say?" Muli's face changed repeatedly, from pale to ashen, and then from ashen to deathly pale.

He opened his arms and hugged the two Namekian children tightly, wrapping his arms around their shoulders and protecting them in his embrace.

Son Gohan clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms.

His little face turned bright red, his lips were pressed into a thin line, and he bared his teeth, like an enraged little beast.

"Beep beep beep!"

Just then, the detector on Dodoria's eye suddenly emitted a rapid alarm.

Three bright spots appeared on the detector screen, rapidly approaching.

Dodoria suddenly looked up and turned his head to see three young Namekians flying rapidly towards them from the distant sky, their figures leaving three faint streaks of light in the air.

Upon seeing the three people, Elder Muli's face lit up with joy, his eyes brightened, and his lips trembled slightly.

The three of them descended from the sky, their feet landing heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of grass clippings.

Their faces were filled with boundless rage, their brows furrowed, and their gazes swept across Frieza, Sabo, and Dodoria like knives.

The three Namekians were especially indignant and furious upon seeing the two dead elderly people.

Their fists were clenched so tightly they cracked, and their teeth were clenched.

"Damn it!" one of the Namekians roared, his voice filled with barely suppressed rage. "My unease has come true!"

"What a nuisance." Frieza snorted, narrowing his eyes as he looked at the three Namekians, his gaze sweeping over each of their faces. "The Dragon Balls are almost in our hands, and you've come here specifically to die."

"Just as I thought." Another Namekian said in a deep voice, his gaze sweeping over his companion's corpse on the ground. "I heard someone attacked the village and stole the Dragon Balls, I didn't expect it to be true!"

"I will never forgive you!" another Namekian roared, his voice echoing across the empty plains. "You have destroyed the peace of Namek!"

"Be careful," Elder Muli urged repeatedly, his voice urgent, gesturing with his hands in front of him. "They're not easy to deal with!"

"Oh?" Frieza was amused and a mocking smile played on his lips. "You want to fight us?"

He tilted his head and turned his gaze to Dodoria.

"Dodoria, what is their fighting strength?"

"Let me take a look." Dodoria pressed the button on the detector.

The detector's screen flickered a few times, displaying several sets of data.

Dodoria glanced down at the screen, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips.

"Lord Frieza," Dodoria looked up at Frieza, "you'll be very disappointed... the three of them only have a power level of around 1000, they're simply not fit to fight us!"

"Hehehe!" Several of Frieza's henchmen sneered upon hearing this news, their mouths twitching from ear to ear. "How laughable! They think they can defeat us with only a power level of 1000?"

Their laughter echoed in the air, contemptuous and grating.

The next moment, Frieza's henchmen no longer hesitated. They pushed off the ground with their feet and launched themselves forward, rushing towards the three Namekians.

"ha!"

One of the Namekians roared, his voice exploding like thunder.

His body suddenly spun around, and he kicked out, his foot striking the front henchman squarely in the chest.

His feet sank into the armor, and the force of the impact exploded from the point of impact.

The henchman was sent flying backward, his body arcing through the air before crashing headfirst into a rock. The impact of his head against the rock produced a dull thud, killing him instantly.

The other henchmen who rushed up were dumbfounded, their steps faltering instantly, and the smiles on their faces freezing.