The sky transformed from darkness to brightness as the dark clouds rapidly dispersed.
The Black Star Dragon Balls turned to ordinary stone and fell sadly to the ground. Having failed to grant any wish, they didn't scatter across the universe. Raditz casually snapped his fingers, pulverizing the stones completely.
Seeing the Dragon Balls vanish, the Tuffles' resentment intensified. Three warriors rushed toward Raditz and the others, fury driving them forward. Their speed was impressive, but in the eyes of Raditz's group, it became slow motion.
Yes, the Tuffles were no longer what they'd once been. They'd grown stronger, and their minds had been twisted by gradually mounting resentment.
At the end of the day, they were simply desperate people with nowhere to turn, hoping for restoration.
"Don't hit too hard—just neutralize their ability to resist," Raditz instructed everyone.
Android 18 snorted coldly, brushing back her blonde hair with her left hand before delivering a casual slap directly to a Tuffle warrior's face. The man had used his proud speed to approach the seemingly weak 18, confident in his victory.
He hadn't expected to be completely stunned.
Tremendous force spread from 18's palm, violently snapping his head to the side. He lost all capacity for thought momentarily, his body launched instantly like a shell fired from a cannon.
On the other side, Raditz snapped his fingers and imprisoned another warrior directly with a psychic barrier. The fast-moving Tuffle slammed firmly into the invisible wall. The high-speed impact contained tremendous kinetic energy, and the counterforce left him bruised and swollen.
Zangya had experienced almost the same tragedy as the Tuffles. Her planet had also been invaded and destroyed. She'd been used as a tool for revival since childhood, wandering the universe under her people's leadership to restore their nation. Later, the passage between the Demon Realm and the mortal world had opened, leading to catastrophe and the tragic death of the "grandfather" who'd cared for her.
She understood the Tuffles' emotions, but she understood the price of that path even more clearly. Looking at the Tuffles, she seemed to see the shadow of herself.
The pitiful Tuffles were innocent to some extent. They simply wanted to revive Tuffle civilization and take revenge on the Saiyans and Frost who'd once destroyed them!
Facing the attacking Tuffle warrior, Zangya showed pity. She raised her hand slightly, and an invisible air wave erupted, carving the land before her into a concave shape. The massive strike area covered the charging Tuffle, causing him to tumble repeatedly before crashing to the ground.
The only remaining fighter, Rasin, stood stunned. His legs trembled—he couldn't even move.
The Tuffle warriors who'd undergone countless hours of training proved utterly vulnerable, ushering in a miserable defeat. Could they truly never overcome Saiyans? His heart overflowed with hatred and fury, but these emotions reached such extremes he wanted to laugh.
"Is your name Rasin? Let's have a chat." Raditz approached him and gestured for Renso to join them.
"Hahahaha! If you want to finish us, do it directly! You destroyed the Dragon Balls too—we're completely defeated. Saiyans, you won!" Rasin ground his teeth and screamed, pouring out the resentment in his chest, his face flushing crimson.
Raditz sighed. "Why are you so stubborn? Didn't Renso explain the whole story? Frost was the root cause of Planet Tuffle's destruction. We had no malicious intent—otherwise you and your companions would be long dead."
As he spoke, Raditz mobilized his psychic power and pulled the three defeated warriors to Rasin's side.
This was a gesture of sincerity, and sure enough, Rasin's eyes softened slightly.
Renso looked at Raditz gratefully. He knew Raditz could have ignored all this. As Supreme Kai of Universe Seven, there was no reason to get involved. It was only because of their friendship, or perhaps because Raditz was also a Saiyan, that he'd offer this assistance.
Ultimately, the past mistakes belonged to the Sadala Defense Force. Renso didn't want to escape responsibility.
"Rasin, what I said earlier is true. What happened back then..."
"Hahaha! What's the use of admitting your mistake now? Even if it was Frost's manipulation, didn't you still do it? Planet Tuffle can't come back!"
Rasin yelled frantically, his face pale as he screamed with all his remaining strength. He wasn't a fighter, and facing the overwhelming pressure from Raditz's group, his ability to resist this far was admirable.
But after shouting that sentence, Rasin's strength failed him. He collapsed to the ground, panting violently.
"I'm not trying to excuse the Saiyans. I just want to help you rebuild your planet and atone for past sins. Additionally, we will destroy Frost!" Renso promised.
"Reconstruction? Hmph, can you create another Planet Tuffle?!"
"Yes!" Raditz took over the conversation. "Isn't it just Planet Tuffle? That's easy."
Both Rasin and Renso started, staring at Raditz in surprise. How could an identical Planet Tuffle be created?
Raditz smiled slightly. "Renso, have you forgotten about Namek?"
"Ah... of course! I understand!"
Renso immediately exclaimed happily, a joyful smile spreading across his face. Namek's Dragon Balls could help—rebuilding Planet Tuffle wouldn't be a problem.
Rasin was even more shocked, sitting blankly on the ground, watching Raditz and Renso's exchange in a daze. Could the planet truly be restored? He didn't know if these two could be believed, but thinking carefully, Raditz was right.
The Saiyans were far stronger than the Tuffles. Even the strength of those two women was enough to instantly eliminate all their fighters, yet they hadn't done so. Perhaps, as Renso said, it really was Frost's manipulation? Perhaps the Saiyans genuinely wanted to help them live in peace?
In truth, he had no choice but to believe.
If Planet Tuffle could truly be restored, wouldn't their people's goal be achieved? They wouldn't have to struggle so desperately anymore, wouldn't have to wander the universe as survivors. They just wanted a homeland!
Rasin's eyes suddenly moistened. Thinking of his hometown, he felt involuntary bitterness rising.
Raditz shook his head, sighing silently.
"Android 18, Zangya, please wait here for us. Renso and I will settle accounts with Frost. It's time he paid back what he owes."
Raditz had wanted to kill Frost last time, but Hit had saved the Frost Demon's life due to a business contract. Now, without Hit's protection, no one could save him!
"Frost..." Renso took a deep breath, fighting spirit rising in his heart. He'd also restrained himself tremendously at the auction just now, forcing himself not to act.
Now, whether for past deception or previous betrayal, everything could be tallied together for a final reckoning.