"Lord Frieza, here is the scouter you requested." Captain Ginyu respectfully handed the case in his hands to Frieza.
"Very good." Frieza opened it with great satisfaction, took one out, and put it on his face.
"Dodoria-san, Zarbon-san."
"Here!" Dodoria and Zarbon felt crushing pressure. Especially after the parade of Frieza's elite units, the pressure on them grew even heavier.
A baseline over ten thousand—never mind the Ginyu Force whose captain had 120,000; aside from Guldo, any ordinary member could completely crush the two of them. Abo and Kado's power even surpassed Ginyu's. As for that whole pack of elites? That was a gathering of the universe's finest. Standing before them, Dodoria and Zarbon were at best average.
The only ones they could compare to were the grunts Sorbet had sent. How could they not feel sore? Not long ago they'd been the close guards at Lord Frieza's side.
"Take Shisami and that Tagoma to the remaining Namekian village and bring me back the Dragon Balls. As for the last Dragon Ball… those damned ants have probably found it already. I've assigned Abo and Ginyu to deal with them. This time, I'll erase you ants from the universe. Since you dare hinder me from attaining immortality, I'll grind you all to dust." Frieza's expression turned terrifying.
"So that's Frieza's army? So many strong ki signatures. I really want to test myself against them. But I most want to fight that Frieza." Led by Goku, the Z Fighters sensed the elites' arrival the moment they reached Namek's skies.
In other words, though the two sides were far apart, they were already exposed under each other's noses.
The Z Fighters could sense Frieza's ki, and Frieza's side had scouters to monitor the Z Fighters' movements.
"Damn it. Those guys—there's a Namekian village at that position! Those bastards must be going to collect Dragon Balls." Piccolo sensed their move as soon as Dodoria and Zarbon led their men away.
"That ki looks like our old pals, Dodoria and Zarbon. For Frieza's right and left hands to be sent on this kind of errand… Nappa, want to go say hi to our old friends?" Feeling the signatures belonged to Dodoria and company, Vegeta's playful streak surfaced.
Don't mistake him for being kind and worrying about the Namekians. He'd just eaten some losses at Dodoria's hands in the past. Vegeta was petty; it was only because the gap in strength was too big now that he disdained to act.
"Interesting. So it's those two. Leave them to me." Nappa rubbed the two tufts of stubble at the corners of his mouth.
Truth be told, he'd long found the two at Frieza's side insufferable. Before, lacking strength, he could only endure it.
"Krillin, Gohan, you two go as well." Goku suddenly turned to Krillin and Gohan beside him.
He wasn't worried about Nappa. He simply felt that given the Frieza Force's power levels, Gohan had a sure chance against those two. As for Krillin, he wanted someone with Gohan.
"Let's go then, baldy." After spending time together, Nappa's attitude toward the Z Fighters had softened—he was even getting familiar with them.
Compared to Vegeta, who ignored everyone but Goku and Raditz, Nappa was much more amiable.
"Don't call me baldy! You're the big baldy yourself!" The three bickered their way into the air, flying toward the Namekian village Dodoria and Zarbon were heading to.
"Frieza has probably already discovered our presence. In that case, let's spice things up—wipe out every isolated Frieza Force member on this planet!" Musashi finished and made a throat-slitting gesture to his subordinates.
Dodoria and Zarbon weren't slow in flight. Even with a bunch of deadweight grunts in tow, they quickly reached the Namekian village.
"Who are you people?" Some Namekians still didn't know what was going on. Though Namekians could use ki, aside from Nail the strongest among them had only a few thousand in battle power.
With that kind of power, never mind scouting other villages—guarding their own was hard enough. Namek was dozens of times larger than Earth. Without a power level over ten thousand, forget sensing the whole planet.
So the villagers didn't know that more than a dozen Namekian settlements scattered across the planet had already been destroyed.
The Namekians were on the brink of extinction.
Intent on completing Frieza's orders, Dodoria and Zarbon didn't bother explaining. They simply ordered their grunts to attack the village.
A few warrior-type Namekians broke through, but Dodoria sent in Tagoma, whose power over ten thousand easily beat them down.
"Hand over the Dragon Balls, and we might consider sparing your lives." Dodoria, all jowls and malice, glared at the elder ringed by Namekian villagers.
Several Namekian children clutched the elder's robe, trembling in fear.
Dodoria's eyes slid to the children beside the elder, and a nasty idea flashed. "If you cooperate, I'll spare you. I'll give you ten minutes—every two minutes, I kill one brat."
"Despicable!" The elder looked at the children, then at the fallen clansmen around him, and ground his teeth.
"Thanks for the compliment." A smile actually spread across Dodoria's fat face.
"Oh-ho, two minutes are up." Dodoria—
"Wait—you just finished saying that!" the Namekian village elder—
"Annoying. I decide the time. Which one should I kill?" Dodoria's gaze swept back and forth over the children.
At last his eyes fixed on one. "It's you." He lifted his arm.
"Beep-beep-beep." Just then, all the Frieza Force's scouters began to chirp inexplicably.
"Lord Dodoria! Lord Zarbon—h-high energy reading inbound, approaching us fast!" a donkey-faced grunt stammered.
"P-power level… exceeding t-two—" He never finished. His body burst apart like a smashed tomato, pieces scattering across the ground.
"Long time no see, Lord Dodoria." A gleaming bald head appeared before the Frieza Force.
"Whew, and here I thought—aren't you that piece of trash who used to hang off Vegeta's side? N… Nappa, right? Why aren't you with Vegeta—what are you doing here? Oh, I get it—you think following Vegeta is a dead end, so you've come to defect to Lord Frieza? Ahahaha." Seeing who it was, Dodoria slowly exhaled. He knew Nappa's power very well. After so many years at Frieza's side, he of course knew Frieza monitored Vegeta's movements—and those around him.
Nappa's power level was only 8,500. That wasn't much in Dodoria's eyes. The only worry was whether he'd brought the Chimera Ants.
"Nappa." Krillin and Gohan arrived just then. One look at the slaughtered Namekians on the ground, and anger flared hot in Krillin's chest.
Dodoria tensed at the sight of more arrivals, but relaxed once he saw they weren't Chimera Ants. "What? Nappa, is the little baldy your bastard? And the other brat—Vegeta's bastard?"
Seeing Nappa not dropping to his knees immediately was already great disrespect to Lord Dodoria. What harm in a few insults? He'd eaten plenty of crap from the elite Frieza Corps just now; time to vent on these Saiyan leftovers.
"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? Then die quietly for me." Dodoria kept right on taunting Nappa and the others.
"Idiot!" Dodoria might be dumb, but Zarbon wasn't. He sensed something was off the moment Nappa and the others showed up.
Even Tagoma felt the mood turning wrong.
"Dodoria! There's something off about this Nappa!"
"Zarbon-san, have the Chimera Ants scared you witless? It's just Nappa. Those two brats with him barely top a thousand," Dodoria said, pointing at Krillin and the others, turning his head to bark at Zarbon.
In Krillin's eyes, it was no different from begging to die.
Since you're so intent on dying, wouldn't it be rude not to oblige?
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