Under Dr. Lychee's command, the Hatchiyack Soldiers burst forth from the cloud layer in a devastating wave. Their solid, multicolored bodies plummeted toward the surface like scattered arrows blotting out the sky. Even with Renso's incredible speed, he couldn't intercept so many attackers simultaneously.
They streaked through the atmosphere like burning meteors, leaving trails of flame in their wake as they fell in chaotic formation! Their targets were the most densely populated regions of Sadala—the major metropolitan centers where civilians gathered in the greatest concentration. The sheer volume of descending projectiles left the Saiyan defenders stunned and momentarily paralyzed with indecision.
This was an apocalyptic meteor shower of hatred made manifest.
"I suppose I'll handle this," Raditz said calmly from his position atop a rocky outcropping. With a casual wave of one hand, an immense telekinetic force surged skyward, forming an invisible barrier that intercepted the falling Hatchiyack Soldiers mid-descent.
The massive psychic shield expanded outward with breathtaking speed, seeming to encompass the entire world beneath a protective dome. The terrifying impacts of countless artificial warriors colliding with the Telekinetic Wall created nothing more than ripples radiating across its surface—like raindrops striking the surface of a vast, still pond.
Faint emerald light motes drifted lazily across the barrier's surface, creating a dazzling spectacle that seemed to exist between reality and illusion.
Renso stood frozen in awe, and every Saiyan defender shared his stunned disbelief. Such overwhelming power, such majestic scale—it could only be described as miraculous! The entire planet of Sadala rested beneath Raditz's protection, rendered absolutely indestructible.
Aboard his command vessel, Dr. Lychee watched in mounting fury as his deployed forces were intercepted one by one in mid-air, then systematically eliminated. His eyes blazed crimson with rage, resembling a rabid beast cornered and desperate.
"Impossible!" he screamed, spittle flying from his lips.
He was a scientist who existed solely for revenge. Every moment of research, every invention and innovation had been devoted to creating the ultimate weapon of vengeance. He could not fail. He would not fail.
"Dr. Lychee, the Hatchiyack Soldiers are suffering catastrophic losses," his tactical officer reported with barely concealed panic. "The Saiyans' power exceeds all projections!"
"Damn them!" Lychee snarled, his hands clenching into white-knuckled fists. "But they won't celebrate for long. I still possess my ultimate trump card."
The scientist watched the battlefield with a twisted smile, silently amplifying the Grudge Amplification Device to maximum output, channeling every last ounce of accumulated resentment as he waited for the critical moment.
The Hatchiyack Soldiers continued being systematically destroyed by Renso's relentless assault, but the residual grudges they left behind didn't dissipate into nothingness. Instead, the ethereal strands of concentrated hatred grew larger and more potent, gradually converging toward a central point.
These weren't merely the vengeful spirits of Tuffles who had died years ago—they also contained the living resentment of every surviving Tuffle scattered across the universe, their collective hatred transmitted through Lychee's amplification device.
The ghostly streams crossed the sky from all directions like gray rivers, building bridges through the air as they gathered and coalesced. The mass pulsated with grotesque organic movement, resembling a massive flesh sac slowly taking form. Individual strands of resentment layered upon one another, the combined aura becoming exponentially more powerful with each addition.
"Raditz, this energy..." Zangya said, her voice tight with concern.
An ominous sensation crawled across her skin, every pore on her body reacting to the malevolent presence forming before them. The scattered traces of resentment had seemed insignificant individually, but unified into a single entity, their power rivaled the heavens themselves.
Android 18 frowned deeply, her expression one of open disgust. She despised this kind of writhing, organic abomination—just looking at it made her skin crawl.
"What is that thing?" Renso and his fellow Saiyan warriors watched in horrified fascination as rivers of gray smoke rushed together like tributaries feeding into a massive river. Even the remaining functional Hatchiyack Soldiers were drawn to the phenomenon like moths to flame, unable to resist the magnetic pull.
When those artificial warriors made contact with the concentrated mass of grudges, they dissolved completely, melting into the larger whole as though they had always been part of a singular entity.
"Almost... almost complete!" Dr. Lychee shrieked with manic excitement, his beard trembling and saliva flying from his mouth as he laughed. "My ultimate masterpiece—Hatchiyack!"
The Tuffle race overflowed with resentment accumulated across generations. Every individual grudge represented raw energy waiting to be harnessed—an endless, inexhaustible wellspring of power.
Lychee watched the coalescing form with rapturous joy spreading across his face. "Success! Now only one final step remains!"
With a feral cry, the scientist threw himself from his command ship, plummeting toward the massive sphere of concentrated hatred below. He intended to merge himself completely with the construct, making his own being part of the weapon itself!
Lychee harbored the greatest resentment of all Tuffles within his tormented heart. As he plunged into the infinite sea of grudges, his essence provided the final, crucial component—adding immeasurable energy to the already terrifying amalgamation.
"This lunatic!" Raditz cursed under his breath, watching the mad scientist's suicidal leap.
At the same moment, his memory connected the pieces, and he finally recognized what they were truly facing. The weak soldiers that had appeared initially were merely crude clones generated from dispersed resentment—numerous but individually powerless, nothing Raditz had considered threatening.
But this gathering of all that accumulated hatred reminded him of a name from his knowledge of alternate timelines and possible futures.
The Ultimate Grudge Warrior—Hatchiyack!
Compared to this monstrosity, everything else had been mere appetizers. This was Dr. Lychee's true killing blow—a weapon forged from the collective resentment of the entire Tuffle race, specifically designed to surpass even Super Saiyans.
The transformation completed with a final pulse of malevolent energy.
Hatchiyack's physique was imposing and mighty, towering more than a head taller than even Renso's considerable height. Crimson armor plating covered his powerful frame, with his head, hands, and legs adorned with bright, rounded shields that reflected light like polished gemstones. His waist connected to a torso of densely packed muscle as hard and massive as stone. Among all the opponents Raditz had ever encountered, Hatchiyack's raw power was second only to the Legendary Super Saiyan Broly himself.
Hatchiyack's strength was genuinely formidable—the average Super Saiyan fighting at full power would not be his match.
"GWOOOOOOAAAAARRR!"
Beyond Raditz's Telekinetic Wall, Hatchiyack unleashed a thunderous roar that sounded like tens of thousands of wild beasts screaming simultaneously, the sound waves physically distorting space itself.
His oppressive aura spread to every corner of Planet Sadala, the cold, murderous intent causing the entire world to shudder with an unnatural chill that penetrated to the bone.
"Such overwhelming power!" Zangya exclaimed, her combat instincts flaring with both excitement and caution.
Hatchiyack at this level was far beyond anything Renso could handle, even transformed.
"Zangya," Raditz said, his eyes gleaming with confidence and anticipation. "I'm leaving this Ultimate Grudge Warrior to you. Renso isn't his match, but this will be an excellent opportunity to test the results of your training."
"No problem," Zangya replied, a fierce smile spreading across her beautiful features.
She laughed with genuine enthusiasm. Training with Raditz daily and sparring against Android 18 had caused her strength to skyrocket dramatically. She simply didn't engage in combat often, which sometimes made others forget a crucial fact—neither Android 18 nor Raditz had forgotten that Zangya herself was a combat genius of the highest caliber!
A gloomy, oppressive atmosphere radiated from Hatchiyack in palpable waves. He twisted his neck and rolled his wrists experimentally, as though loosening up and preparing for vigorous activity. Then, with a sharp whoosh of displaced air, he rocketed toward Renso.
Hatchiyack accelerated instantaneously, vanishing from everyone's sight. A phantom outline blurred through space, and with a devastating CRACK, his heavy fist connected solidly with Renso's guard.
The speed was so incredible that the Saiyan warrior didn't even have time to properly react. He was launched backward like a missile, crashing into Raditz's planet-spanning Telekinetic Wall with bone-jarring force. He coughed out a mouthful of blood, the metallic taste filling his mouth.
"Damn it... this monster!" Renso experienced the full coercion of that single punch firsthand and immediately understood the vast gulf between their power levels. The scattered Hatchiyack Soldiers gathered together could produce something this overwhelmingly powerful? He felt both shocked and genuinely terrified for the first time in years.
A Super Saiyan transformation alone wasn't nearly enough to defeat Hatchiyack.
"Die!" An energy reaction ignited within Hatchiyack's chest cavity, and a cluster of dazzling light condensed into a devastating beam. The thick pillar of destruction lanced toward Renso, expanding into a conical blast with a diameter exceeding tens of meters, covering an enormous area with its merciless coverage.
Fierce wind pressure spread outward from the attack's passage. The blow, saturated with concentrated grudges and malevolent intent, rushed forward relentlessly, slamming with tremendous force against the barrier of Raditz's Telekinetic Wall!
Gritting his teeth against the pain radiating through his body, Renso rolled desperately to one side, narrowly evading Hatchiyack's devastating energy wave. The artificial warrior actually paused, momentarily surprised—not because Renso had dodged his attack, but because his concentrated energy beam couldn't even scratch Raditz's invisible barrier.
How absurdly powerful must that shield be? And how incomprehensibly strong must the person who cast this effortless protection be?
Hatchiyack possessed Lychee's memories, intelligence, and capacity for rational thought. After witnessing that single failed attack, an unfamiliar sensation crept through his synthetic consciousness—something that might have been fear.
From high above in the sky, a clear, melodious female voice rang out with playful challenge.
"Incoming!"
Hatchiyack's head snapped upward, and his eyes widened fractionally at the sight that greeted him.
A stunningly beautiful woman descended from a position even higher than his own aerial vantage point. Long orange hair floated behind her like silk caught in a gentle breeze, and wisps of her natural fragrance seemed to actually dissolve traces of ambient resentment where they drifted. She was absolutely radiant and captivating, the jeweled ornaments adorning her chest accentuating her peerless beauty and youthful vitality.
But this gorgeous creature simultaneously projected overwhelming combat power. Zangya embodied the perfect fusion of pure beauty and explosive violence. Backlit by the scorching sun, she appeared like a goddess of war descending from the heavens!