【Damn it! How did things end up like this? That bastard Lucifer got taken out in an instant… No, I need to get out of here fast, or I’m gonna end up dead at this guy’s hand.】
Shula immediately tried to escape, but to his horror, he found his body no longer under his control. It had been sealed by an invisible force—he couldn’t move at all.
“Watch closely, Kakarot. Big brother’s gonna show you the proper way to use your power.” Raditz clenched his right fist, suppressing his strength to a level of around two to three hundred, then instantly dashed right in front of Shula.
Under Shula’s terrified gaze, that unstoppable, destructive punch came crashing down.
‘BOOM!!!!!!!’—a thunderous explosion.
Shula’s body couldn’t withstand Raditz’s powerful blow. It exploded on the spot, bursting into countless fragments that scattered across the space.
Shula—was blown to pieces by a single punch from Raditz!
This scene shocked everyone present.
“He… he blew him up?! This—this is insane! I’m not dreaming, right?!” Krillin’s jaw dropped. Raditz’s terrifying power level shattered everything he thought he knew.
He had personally experienced how powerful Shula was. Just moments ago, he had been ruthlessly beaten by him. And now, he had watched Shula get obliterated by a single punch.
If not for the lingering pain from his injuries, he would’ve thought he was dreaming.
“So this is Goku’s big brother… He’s this strong?! The gap between us is just too huge.” Yamcha gulped quietly. Raditz’s casual strike left an unforgettable impression on him.
The destructive power of that casual attack left Shula no chance to fight back—he exploded instantly.
Just how terrifying must this power be…
In other words, the guy could probably poke them to death with just one finger.
“Did you see that clearly? This is the proper way to use your power, my dear little brother.” Raditz turned around and said to Goku.
At that moment, Goku—completely stunned and disoriented—nodded blankly.
Though his big brother was undeniably bloody and brutal, he couldn’t deny that all those beings they were killing… were evil demons.
…
Meanwhile, on the other side—
The two demon soldiers guarding Bulma had already been effortlessly taken care of by Talot, who also untied the ropes that bound her.
As soon as the ropes were undone, Bulma immediately threw herself into Talot’s arms, bursting into tears.
“There, there. It’s all over now, isn’t it? Don’t cry, Bulma.”
Talot gently comforted her, trying to calm her down.
But it was as if Bulma didn’t hear a word—she simply let all the emotions she’d been bottling up for years pour out.
It wasn’t just the fear of being kidnapped and brought here—the biggest factor was the obsession that had haunted her for so long.
Salari, watching the scene from the side, had a subtle change in expression. She looked like she wanted to pull Bulma away from Talot, but in the end, didn’t actually do anything.
It wasn’t until a long while later that Salari finally spoke.
“You should let go now, shouldn’t you? Bulma, even taking advantage has its limits.”
“What’s it got to do with you, huh?! Hmph!!” Bulma lifted her head, angrily snapping back.
“You…!!” Salari’s mouth twitched, momentarily at a loss for how to respond.
That was her big brother Talot! Of course she had the right to say that.
Just as she was about to go off on Bulma again, she caught Talot giving her a look that said “Don’t make a scene,” so she turned her head away with a pout of frustration.
She understood what Talot meant—after being separated for so many years, it was normal for Bulma to have an emotional outburst.
Nearby, the rescued Launch, Oolong, and Puar quietly observed the scene, a little unsure of what to do.
None of them knew Talot or Salari.
But then, something clicked in Oolong and Puar’s mind.
Back then, when Bulma had gathered all the Dragon Balls, she asked Shenron a question. If they weren’t mistaken, these two people who had just appeared and saved them must be the very same Talot and his companion that Bulma had wished to know about.
“Alright, let’s get you all back to Mount Paozu. Staying here is just too dangerous…” Before he could finish his sentence, Talot’s expression suddenly changed.
In his perception, Raditz had already dealt with Lucifer and Shula, which should’ve marked the end of this whole arc.
But unexpectedly, four powerful energy signatures had just appeared—and they were closing in fast.
‘Clap! Clap! Clap!’
From deep within Devil’s Castle, a series of crisp, pleasant claps echoed out.
Everyone’s eyes—along with those of the demon warriors—were drawn toward the source of that voice.
As the group of four emerged from the darkness, Talot instantly recognized who they were.
The one leading them—wasn’t that Garlic Jr.?
And behind him were his three subordinates, elite warriors of the Makyo Star in the future: Ginger, Nicky, and Sansho.
【That guy actually showed up here too? Looks like the storyline of this world has already diverged completely from what I expected.】Talot remarked, slightly surprised.
As a transmigrator, fully familiar with the entire Dragon Ball storyline, he was no stranger to Garlic Jr.
Even though this guy was originally a major villain in one of the early movies, the power level he ultimately displayed was nothing to scoff at.
In the original work’s plot, his overwhelming power level forced Goku and Piccolo to join forces against him.
And in the end, it was only thanks to Son Gohan’s potential exploding that Garlic Jr. was temporarily defeated.
“Tch, here come four more fools who don’t know their place?”
Raditz turned around lazily, his cold gaze sweeping across the four newcomers.
Judging by their Ki, he assessed that these four were only about as strong as Lucifer and Shula from earlier. Even if one of them was slightly stronger, it was barely worth mentioning.
He had expected more from these demon warriors who appeared at the last, but it turns out this is all they amounted to?
Earth really was too low-level.
“That was quite the impressive battle—Lucifer and Shula were taken care of so easily. I’m very impressed by your power. How about becoming one of my warriors? I can grant you the highest honor imaginable.”
Garlic Jr. stepped forward, extending a recruitment offer to Raditz.
Little did he know… he was dreaming a fool’s dream.
Upon hearing this, Raditz couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
He usually didn’t laugh—unless he truly couldn’t hold it in.
Just imagine—a swarm of ants trying to recruit a giant, even offering what they believe to be generous terms. It was laughable beyond belief.
“You want to submit me to trash like you? Are you dreaming? Are you really that dumb? Or just plain stupid?” Raditz sneered, the corner of his lips curling into an arrogant smirk.
“I see… so you’re overly confident in your own strength. In that case, for someone so ignorant of their place, a lesson is in order.” Garlic Jr. signaled to his three subordinates.
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