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Chapter 959: Chapter 960: A Nightmare from Which You Cannot Wake Up

Raditz turned his head to look at Ethan, who was not far away. In less than a year, Ethan had caused a huge impact on his worldview, especially after he witnessed Kakarot’s battle power skyrocket. He finally understood why Frieza wanted to exterminate the Saiyans.

He was afraid of the Saiyans!

Saiyans possessed astonishing battle potential. If that potential were unearthed, even in just one individual, it would become a terrifying power and pose a huge threat to Frieza’s rule. Therefore, Frieza had to eliminate them before truly powerful individuals emerged among the Saiyans.

If the Saiyans had known the correct way to train back then, Frieza would probably have been wiped out by the Saiyans long ago.

"What a pity..."

The Saiyans simply did not know how to properly tap into their potential, which allowed Frieza to destroy Planet Vegeta and most of the Saiyans first.

Now, only these few Saiyans remained in the entire universe, and they were all standing here.

Nappa was being brutally beaten by Yamcha. He gradually calmed down from his initial fury and realized that he was facing a powerful enemy. The calm Nappa displayed the strength expected of a noble descendant, but his maximum battle power was only seven thousand. Against an enemy several times stronger than himself, that level of power was simply not enough.

"This is... pathetic..."

Compared to Nappa, Vegeta was still standing there completely unharmed. However, Raditz knew that if Vegeta continued acting as if he were the strongest in the entire universe, his fate would likely be even worse than Nappa’s.

Vegeta did not know how many thoughts were running through Raditz’s mind at that moment. He sized Ethan up for a long time, but could not see anything special about him.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Ethan."

"?"

Vegeta frowned. He had never heard this name before, and besides, he did not care what this person was called. What he wanted to know was who exactly this guy was, and why he knew about the Saiyans being destroyed by Frieza.

Ethan looked at the displeased Vegeta and shook his head speechlessly.

"Are you wondering who I am? Don’t bother. You definitely don’t know me. I’m just a survivor from one of the many races destroyed by Frieza."

"Oh?"

The number of planets and civilizations Frieza had destroyed was countless. It did not seem strange that survivors existed. Strictly speaking, he was also one of the survivors. He did not understand why Frieza had let him live, but he felt Frieza had made a huge mistake.

"You think Frieza made a mistake by letting you live?"

Vegeta’s heart skipped a beat. He suddenly thought of a terrible possibility. "Can you read minds?"

"No!"

Ethan did not tell the truth. He possessed a partial ability to read the memories a person was currently thinking about, but this ability required the other person’s cooperation. It was like how Goku could touch Krillin’s head and learn many things. It required the other person to trust him enough, and the memories had to be on the surface to be easily read.

In a situation like this, where they were standing some distance apart without contact and the other person was wary, he could not use this ability.

From that perspective, Ethan was not exactly lying.

"It’s just that your expression makes it too easy to guess what you’re thinking." Ethan had long wanted to complain about many of Vegeta’s actions, and now that he saw him in person, of course he would not miss this opportunity. "Do you think Frieza didn’t notice that?"

"..."

Vegeta stared at Ethan with hostile eyes, as if he wanted to kill him immediately.

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"You know Frieza is your enemy, so I’m curious about one thing."

"What?"

"How much do you actually know about this enemy?"

Vegeta wanted to deal with Frieza, but he had never bothered to carefully understand Frieza’s situation. Should he be called stupid or ignorant?

"You don’t even know how strong Frieza is. No wonder Frieza treats you like a toy!"

To Frieza, Vegeta was an interesting toy. He had specifically kept Vegeta alive to see whether the legendary Super Saiyan truly existed, and at the same time enjoy the pleasure of playing with his prey.

Because the power gap was too vast, Frieza did not care at all about Vegeta’s little schemes. To him, Vegeta’s private little tricks actually made things more interesting. In any case, if Vegeta ever truly posed a threat, he could crush him with a flick of his hand.

"As long as I become strong enough, Frieza will be defeated by me sooner or later..."

"That’s not wrong!"

Ethan rubbed his nose. Vegeta’s one-track thinking was not incorrect.

"But you don’t even know what level your opponent’s strength has reached. Do you know how much stronger you need to become before it’s enough?"

Vegeta was often one-track-minded and highly ambitious, but his actions were questionable. However, that did not mean he was truly stupid. Ethan’s words contained a lot of information, and he picked up on it keenly.

"You know?"

"Of course. To deal with Frieza, I had to figure out his strength."

"Hmph, you? If anyone can defeat Frieza, it will be us Saiyans, specifically me, the Saiyan Prince."

"Heh, Prince..."

Ethan’s voice suddenly came from behind Vegeta, and the hand that had somehow landed on his shoulder made his earlier words sound even more ironic.

"You were a prince when Planet Vegeta and the Saiyan race still existed. Now? You’re just a cosmic drifter with nothing!"

Vegeta found that he could not move at all. He finally understood just how vast the power gap was between him and this person named Ethan.

"By the way, let me give you a piece of information, as a gift from one survivor of Frieza’s victims to another." Ethan had originally wanted to beat Vegeta up, and had even considered killing him outright, but now he felt it did not matter whether he killed him or not. "Frieza’s battle power in his normal state is around 500,000."

"What?"

Back then, Vegeta and Raditz had been much the same. When they heard Frieza’s battle power, a feeling of despair rose from the bottom of their hearts.

500,000? For Vegeta, whose current battle power was only 18,000, this was an unimaginable level.

"This is impossible!"

At that moment, Vegeta almost ignored the huge power gap between them and forcefully twisted his body. If Ethan had not let go, Vegeta might have crippled one of his arms because of it.

"Why is it impossible?"

"And how could you possibly know Frieza’s battle power?"

Oh? Your brain is working now!

Ethan had already prepared an explanation. He said that when Frieza attacked his planet back then, he had been young and had no battle power, so he had been hiding in the rear. However, he had kept an eye on the battle, and one of Frieza’s subordinates had mentioned Frieza’s battle power while fighting the planet’s warriors.

"Although that person didn’t give an exact number, after various comparisons and calculations, I came up with a rough estimate of his battle power. There may be some margin of error, but it is within 100,000, and it would only be higher, not lower."

After hearing this, Vegeta gritted his teeth, unsure whether to believe it or not. At the same time, he understood why Ethan had been so mocking earlier.

It was something he could have known with just a little investigation, yet Vegeta had never thought about gathering that kind of information, which left him without even a clear idea of how powerful his enemy truly was.

He had naively thought that no matter how strong Frieza was, that was all there was to it. He thought Frieza’s terrifying reputation came more from his vast power, but it seemed he had been wrong.

"Furthermore, Frieza also has the ability to transform. You don’t seriously think transformation is exclusive to Saiyans, do you?"

"Wh..."

Vegeta was shocked again. Saiyans could transform into Great Apes and increase their battle power tenfold. If Frieza could transform as well, then even if the increase was not as great as the Saiyans’, it would still be a terrifying figure.

Could a monster with that kind of power really be defeated?

"Do you understand now?"

The way Ethan looked at Vegeta made the proud Saiyan Prince very uncomfortable. Although he understood deep down why Ethan looked down on him so much, that did not mean he, the great Vegeta, had to endure an enemy’s contempt.

"Are you telling me all this because you want to team up with me? It seems even you feel helpless against Frieza’s power, right?"

"Team up?" Ethan laughed and shook his head. "With you?" Then he pointed not far away. "And that useless subordinate?"

Nappa had already fallen, but Yamcha had not killed him, only knocked him unconscious. Now everyone’s attention was focused on Ethan and Vegeta.

Seeing Nappa lying on the ground, along with Ethan’s mocking words, Vegeta’s spirit, which had already been pushed to its limit, finally snapped.

He opened with a Ki Blast to the face. A powerful wave of Ki erupted from his hands and completely engulfed Ethan. However, after the smoke and dust cleared, Ethan stood before Vegeta completely unharmed, without even a tear in his clothes.

"Damn it..."

His first attack failed, and it was immediately followed by heavy punches, kicks, elbow strikes, and knee strikes.

Vegeta unleashed almost all of his power, but to his despair, Ethan blocked every one of his attacks with ease.

Even more terrifying was that Ethan did not dodge a single time from beginning to end, blocking all of his attacks with just one finger. Even when Vegeta attacked with both hands at the same time, Ethan would instantly block with a single finger.

"How... how is this possible..."

Just as he froze in shock, Ethan’s right hand had already reached in front of him. The middle finger, pressed against the thumb, flicked out at a speed too fast for him to react to. Then a sharp pain shot through his forehead, and he was sent flying backward uncontrollably.

"..."

Sliding a long distance across the ground and leaving behind a trench, Vegeta clutched his forehead. Tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes because of the blow, and he felt that he had suffered the greatest humiliation of his life. Yet he did not know what to do.

(To be continued.)