Chapter 85: Saiyans of Red Mountain Planet (Patreon)

At that moment, they observed a large group of figures flying sporadically from the other side of the distant mountains. Each person was dressed in a sleek, dazzling white battle suit, looking vibrant and energetic.

Noticing the brown tails trailing behind them, the complexions of these Saiyans from Planet Vegeta drastically changed.

"Saiyans, they are also Saiyans!"

Someone shouted, and everyone struggled to their feet. When it became clear that the newcomers were also Saiyans, their anxiety momentarily eased.

"Quick, there are many injured here, let's get the wounded back for treatment!" the arrivals shouted to their companions upon seeing the ground littered with injured.

Every Saiyan who reached Red Mountain Planet was a valuable resource; they couldn't afford to lose anyone due to injuries.

One of the leading Saiyans of Red Mountain approached and asked, "Are you all from Planet Vegeta? Has it been destroyed?"

Seeing the newcomers sadly lower their heads, the Saiyan from Red Mountain sighed, "I'm Sadie, also from Planet Vegeta, but I was brought here early on by Lord Xavier. It seems Planet Vegeta has indeed been destroyed."

"Lord Xavier?" the Saiyans from Planet Vegeta asked, puzzled.

"Lord Xavier is our leader here on Red Mountain Planet. Under his leadership, we relocated here."

Sadie spoke of their new leader, Lord Xavier, with deep admiration, almost going on without end. Realizing he had said too much, Sadie chuckled sheepishly.

"By the way, please destroy all energy detectors immediately. We Saiyans of Red Mountain do not use such devices, and the detectors are fitted with surveillance equipment, making it easy to expose our location."

Hearing this, the Saiyans from Planet Vegeta's faces went pale, and they quickly crushed their energy detectors.

Sadie looked around with a smile, warmly saying, "Since Planet Vegeta has been destroyed, from today onwards, you are all Saiyans of Red Mountain. Let me start by telling you a bit about Red Mountain..."

"Red Mountain Planet is located in the northwestern part of the Eastern Galaxy, close to the center of the Milky Way, about a hundred and eighty thousand miles from where Planet Vegeta was in the Northern Galaxy, so don't worry about Frieza finding us."

"How did we come to be here, given such a distance?" a Saiyan curiously inquired.

"That’s the power of Lord Xavier for you. Let me tell you, despite his young age, he is incredibly powerful!" Sadie said, his face filled with admiration.

"When we first arrived at Red Mountain a year ago, Lord Xavier already had a power level of 120,000. I recently heard from Mr. Adriel that Lord Xavier has made a new breakthrough, reaching a power level of 140,000!"

"How much did you say?"

The Saiyans from Planet Vegeta could hardly believe their ears and asked again for confirmation.

"Lord Xavier has a power level of 140,000!" Sadie said, his face bursting with pride at the surprised expressions around him.

"Don't doubt it, look at my own strength. A year ago, I was only at 3,200, and now I've broken through to 4,600! This is all thanks to the excellent training environment Lord Xavier has provided for us."

Sadie, a mid-level warrior in his twenties, had a power level just over 3,000 a year ago—a slightly above-average rating. In just one year, he had transformed dramatically, miraculously reaching 4,600, a level comparable to that of a high-level warrior with medium talent.

Such progress was astonishingly fast!

The Saiyans from Planet Vegeta, unintentional speakers but intentional listeners, were shocked after hearing Sadie's boasting, their faces lighting up with fervor.

They were utterly amazed!

Just who was this Lord Xavier, and how could he enable other Saiyans to break through so quickly? Had the influence of bloodline and talent been minimized here?

It was evident that the majority of those present were low-level warriors, yet their power surpassed that of average mid-level warriors. And according to them, they had only been training for a little over a year...

Next, Sadie continued to introduce the situation on Red Mountain Planet. The Saiyans from Planet Vegeta learned that there were just over three thousand Saiyans on Red Mountain, most of whom were low-level warriors.

Yet, in such a small population, including the aforementioned "Lord Xavier," there were two Saiyans with power levels over 100,000, and six over 10,000. Apart from the children, the lowest power level among the rest was above 2,500.

What a terrifying force this was!

To the newly arrived Saiyans from Planet Vegeta, the Saiyans of Red Mountain seemed shrouded in mystery, where the limitations of lineage seemed to become irrelevant!

Of course, lineage was still important, but at their current level, it had not yet shown to be a limiting factor.

……

As one of the few advanced planets in the North Galaxy, the destruction of Planet Vegeta had a profound impact. It sent shockwaves throughout the galaxy, its effects spreading swiftly and wide.

Three days after the destruction of Planet Vegeta.

In the eastern reaches of the North Galaxy, within King Cold's palace.

In the opulent halls where music and dance flourished, King Cold lay back on his throne, a picture of ease as he sipped red wine and propped his chin with his hand. His towering, nearly ten-foot stature exuded an oppressive aura.

At that moment, a blue-skinned, bald extraterrestrial hurried into the palace, kneeling to deliver his report:

"Your Majesty, urgent news. Lord Frieza has personally led his forces to Planet Vegeta. All Saiyans perished with their planet."

"Oh, Frieza finally made his move?" King Cold rolled over, setting down his wine glass with a smirk that was both amused and sinister. "It's for the best. Those Saiyans were always a menace. It’s fortunate that Frieza could make such a decisive move!"

Among the lore of the Frieza Race, the Saiyans were indeed seen as a blight, better eradicated sooner rather than later. However, this meant Frieza's forces would now be without a formidable military asset.

"By the way, has Cooler received the news?" King Cold asked with a chilling indifference.

Frieza, his younger son, always heeded his father's words, a fact that pleased King Cold greatly. Yet, for his elder son Cooler, there was a tinge of wariness in his heart.

Years ago, a fierce battle over territories with a formidable opponent left King Cold gravely wounded. Forced to retreat and leave the management of his realms to his sons, years had passed and King Cold had recovered. Yet, Cooler's power had grown to surpass his own, a fact that made King Cold wary.

"Uh, Lord Cooler has been informed already."

"The information network is quite efficient, then. What about his actions? Any moves from his end?" King Cold chuckled, his voice laced with a chilling coldness.

"For now, there are no movements. However, Lord Cooler's forces are adjusting frequently, as if searching for something."

The blue-skinned alien answered cautiously.

Hearing this, King Cold's expression darkened momentarily, his eyes narrowed and his purple lips curled slightly. An aura fierce as a primordial beast erupted from him, sending a powerful wave of energy rolling out in all directions.

Boom!

The energy wave, silent yet swift, formed a chaotic domain filled with oppressive force. The entire palace trembled, enveloped at the center of this swirling vortex...