Dragon Ball: I'm invincible with twelve talismans at the start!

"Although Goku is very strong in his normal state, he is still a little short of being able to force Frieza to his final form."

"and……"

Sun Wuxiu's gaze fell upon the deep blue sky, as if piercing through an endless galaxy.

"Only when Goku truly fights Frieza's forces and their ki clashes will that coordinate be most clear."

"At that time, I will only need a thought to instantly reach the battlefield."

"Now..."

Sun Wukong smiled and poured Bulma another cup of tea.

"It's more important to finish this afternoon tea with my dear wife first."

Bulma blushed, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.

"Hmph, glib tongue."

……

Namek.

The situation is changing dramatically.

Inside Frieza's spaceship.

"What?! That good-for-nothing Dodoria has gone missing?!"

Frieza, sitting in his hover chair, crushed the detector in his hand, his face terrifyingly grim.

"Sabo! Where's Vegeta?"

"That traitor Vegeta... seems to have arrived on Namek as well, and is currently robbing Dragon Balls everywhere. He even attacked one of our bases just now."

Sabo, standing to the side, reported respectfully.

Chapter 57 Meeting

"Hmph, that wild monkey..."

Frieza gave a cold laugh.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite."

"Pass down the order: have the Ginyu Force come here immediately! Bring the latest detectors!"

"Yes, Lord Frieza!"

however.

Besides these three forces.

Outside Namek's atmosphere, a much larger and more menacing deep purple spaceship is slowly entering orbit.

On the spacecraft's bridge.

A tall alien, resembling Frieza in his final form but with even colder and more profound eyes, was gazing at the green planet below through a porthole.

He held a glass of scarlet liquid in his hand, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"That idiot Frieza... I heard he's got himself into a mess here over a few beads?"

"They didn't even wipe out the remnants of the Saiyans."

"It seems that I, as his older brother, will have to clean up his mess."

Gula.

Frieza's older brother.

This powerful being, who should not have appeared at this time, descended with a despair even more terrifying than Frieza's.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Namek, with its three suns high in the sky, illuminates this green alien land without a trace of shadow.

However, beneath this bright facade, an undercurrent is surging fiercely.

Beside a clear lake, hundreds of kilometers away from the Grand Elder's residence.

"Splash!"

Water splashed everywhere.

Two figures emerged from the water and landed on the grassy bank.

It was Gohan, dressed in a demon race uniform, and Krillin, dressed in a Turtle Hermitage uniform.

Krillin held a huge dragon ball that shimmered with orange light tightly in his hands.

"Phew...that was close!"

Klin wiped the water off his face and glanced into the distance with lingering fear.

"Luckily, Vegeta hid the Dragon Balls in the water and didn't have a Dragon Ball radar, otherwise we would definitely have been discovered."

"Gohan and I are strong enough to fight him right now, but it wouldn't be good if we attracted Frieza."

"Uncle Klin, let's go quickly!"

Gohan alertly sensed his surroundings.

"I feel Vegeta's ki moving this way; he might have discovered the Dragon Balls are missing!"

"Alright! Let's find Goku and Piccolo and meet up! Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu should be on their way too!"

The two stopped abruptly, unleashing their power and transforming into two streaks of light that flew close to the ground before quickly disappearing into the horizon.

……

A few minutes later.

"boom--!!!"

A purple figure crashed onto the lakeside like a meteorite, creating a huge crater in the ground.

Vegeta.

At this moment, he no longer possessed the composure he had when he first arrived on Namek.

His white combat suit was covered in dust, and his face was filled with furious rage.

He rushed to the lakeside and stared at the empty lakebed, which had been shaken apart by his earlier aura. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"No...that's all?!"

"The Dragon Ball that I painstakingly hid here... is gone?!"

"Aaaaaah!!! Who is it?! Is it one of Frieza's people?! Or those Earth rats?!!"

Vegeta roared to the sky, and a terrifying shockwave completely evaporated the lake water.

"Unforgivable... Absolutely unforgivable!!"

During this period, thanks to the Saiyan's ability to revive from near death (he recovered after being crippled by a punch from Son Goshu), his fighting power skyrocketed from 18,000 to around 30,000.

He thought he could finally do whatever he wanted, and even had a chance to steal the Dragon Balls and wish for immortality.

He will challenge Frieza once he has trained to be strong enough.

As a result, the Dragon Balls were lost.

"and many more……"

Vegeta forced himself to calm down, closed his eyes, and clumsily used the "ki perception" technique he had only recently learned.

"This energy... it's moving... is it heading towards Frieza's spaceship?"

"And there are a few other energies... Kakarot? That Namekian? And that three-eyed one?"

"They've actually gathered together? And they're all heading towards Frieza's direction?"

Vegeta's expression shifted between light and dark.

"Are these idiots looking to die? Or..."

Although he was unwilling, he had no choice but to do so for the Dragon Balls and for eternal life.

"Hmph, perfect! Let them fight that monster Frieza to the death, and then I, the prince, can reap the benefits!"

Having made up his mind, Vegeta lowered his breath and, like a cunning vulture, quietly followed them.

……

Frieza's spaceship docking point.

This is a wide-open plain. The huge, circular spaceship stands in the center like an iron fortress.

"Drip-drip-"

"Lord Frieza! The detector is responding!"

Outside the spaceship, a surviving soldier ran over in a panic, carrying a detector.

"There are... there are several people with combat stats exceeding 10,000! They are rapidly approaching this place!"

"Oh?"

Frieza, sitting in a floating baby carriage, swirled a glass of red wine in her hand, her pink tail gently patting the ground.

"Over 10,000 battle reaction points? Does that mean Dragon Balls have been delivered to our doorstep?"

Frieza took an elegant sip of her drink, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"The service is really good. I was a bit annoyed by Dodoria's death, but now it seems to have saved me a lot of trouble."

"Your Majesty, the combat power of the newcomer is... very high!"

The soldier looked at the detector, his voice trembling.

"Especially the one in the lead, the numbers keep fluctuating... No, the detector exploded!!"

"boom!"

The detector emitted a plume of black smoke.