Humbly? This was supposed to be Humbly? Ramso's jaw almost dropped.
Raditz blinked innocently. He had carefully considered the difference in strength, and he was telling the truth very humbly. If he wasn't being humble, he should have said that all the Saiyans on Planet Sadala were no match for him.
To Ramso, it sounded like fantasy—to deal with all the Saiyans here alone? Just kidding! If that were the case, why would the Sadala Defense Team even exist? But Raditz didn't look like he was lying, and there were signs that he did have extraordinary strength...
When Ramso was so surprised that he was stunned, the spaceship issued an instruction to land, and all combatants must gather within two minutes to prepare for battle. It seemed they had reached Planet Kylia!
"All fighters, gather quickly and prepare to fight! Gather quickly and prepare to fight!" Cabba's voice resounded throughout the spaceship, and all the members of the Sadala Defense Team rushed to the assembly point in a hurried but orderly fashion.
Seeing Ramso not moving, Raditz asked curiously, "Why don't you gather?"
"This..." The young man scratched his head. "I'm not yet an official combatant, and I won't be able to participate in this kind of major mission, but after a few more missions, I'll be able to become a full-time fighter, haha."
"Then let's stay behind. Mere space pirates—Cabba and the others are enough."
Raditz waved his hand, as if he knew everything. He had noticed that although there were a lot of space pirates on this planet, their quality was far inferior to that of the elites of the Sadala Defense Force. Of course, besides Cabba, there was no lack of strong fighters, but compared with Cabba, they were still weaker.
He didn't intend to intervene—it wasn't his turn to make a move against opponents of this level.
On the other side, Cabba and the others had rushed out of the spaceship and headed toward the space pirates.
The huge Planet Kylia was now full of ruins, with collapsed high-rise buildings and sunken scorched earth everywhere. Some innocent victims lay in the wild, covered in soot. Everything was done by space pirates—the crazy looting and brutal massacres were outrageous.
Cabba issued an order to let everyone disperse and act in small groups. He personally led a few elites to prepare for the attack, but what puzzled him was that Frost's arrival a day earlier didn't seem to have changed the status quo, and the pirates were still rampant.
But seeing so many enemy ships, Cabba found a reason for his doubts—maybe there were too many enemies.
He first connected the communicator with Frost.
"Mr. Frost, the Sadala Defense Force has arrived at Planet Kylia and is ready to attack."
"Cabba, I'm on the side of the enemy's main ship. I didn't launch an attack rashly. Now only their leader Mero and a few worthless aliens are staying behind. We will succeed in flanking them!"
"Mero's strength is very formidable. Mr. Frost, be careful." Cabba was also concerned about Frost's safety.
They had made contact before landing, and Cabba followed the location given by Frost, leading his elite team straight to the main ship without any doubt, intending to subdue the culprit Mero first.
With Frost and himself teaming up, the winning rate had greatly increased. Cabba was full of confidence and bypassed several patrol ships, preparing to catch Mero by surprise.
"Cabba, where are you? I'm ready." Frost's somewhat gloomy voice came, and the signal was mixed with static sounds.
Cabba replied without hesitation: "I am on the left side of the main ship."
"Mero's main ship has a protective shield. You must first break through the protection with ki blasts, then defeat him as quickly as possible, otherwise it will be difficult when reinforcements arrive. I will attack from the right, and you attack from the left. I'll count to three."
"Okay!" Cabba agreed without hesitation, gestured to the fighters behind him, and listened to Frost counting.
When the word "three" was pronounced, Cabba jumped up and flew to the main ship of the space pirates. He did see Frost flying from the other side and was overjoyed. Seeing Frost and Cabba joining forces, many soldiers couldn't help but cheer up and shout loudly.
But in the next second, something happened suddenly, and all the energy cannons of the main ship were turned on in an instant, as if they had been preparing for a long time, waiting for their arrival. Thousands of colorful beams shot up into the sky, tearing the heavens apart!
The light engulfed both Frost and Cabba at the same time, and several elites of the Sadala Defense Force were inevitably injured by the bombardment. Suddenly, several scorched scars were cut into the ground again. Earth and rocks splashed tens of meters high, and the air was filled with an acrid taste.
Frost was hit by a blank shot and could leave the scene after the show was over. After Cabba was killed, he would appear to clean up the mess, drive Mero and others away, and continue his journey as a peace ambassador. There were so many witnesses here—everyone could tell about his greatness. Maybe there was an interstellar reporter who would talk about the touching friendship between him and Cabba!
Mero slowly rose from the ship, caught a glimpse of Frost disappearing, and waved forward violently!
The fleet lying in ambush rose from the ground, followed by several newly recruited strong pirates. They surrounded and trapped Cabba and several elite fighters.
"Huff... huff..." Cabba's left arm was bleeding and his neck was sore. He looked around and realized that he had been fooled. "Where's Frost? Is he okay?"
At this time, Cabba was still worried about the safety of the peace ambassador, and Mero laughed in his heart. If Cabba knew that Frost was the mastermind behind the scenes, he didn't know what expression he would make.
"Frost was blasted to the other side, but Mero seems to be targeting us." An elite around him accurately judged the situation. Cabba's eyes focused, and he also noticed this.
"Hahahaha, damn Cabba, do you still remember the scar on my chest? I'm going to get this humiliation back today!" Mero yelled fiercely. All the energy cannons of the ship were fired at Cabba and the others, and the huge energy beams bombarded continuously, like silver dragons charging forth.
The all-around attack made Cabba and his party unable to avoid it. The light beams hit rapidly, and they had no choice but to block them!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! ...
"Hahahahaha..." Loud laughter and the roar of energy cannons intertwined, causing the atmosphere to tremble. The creepy atmosphere rose, and the eyes of the space pirates shone brightly, as if they had ushered in victory.
Mero waved his hand to stop the bombardment. He guessed that Cabba wouldn't be able to withstand the simultaneous bombardment of so many energy cannons, right? Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a sneer and looked into the smoke and dust.
When the thick smoke in the sky cleared, several Saiyans had formed back-to-back to resist the bombardment in a circle. They had shielded their hands in front of their bodies, and their forms were covered with hot smoke from the bombing, but they didn't fall—they stood upright.
Cabba moved his arm away and met Mero with sharp eyes. The two clashed gazes, and sparks seemed to fly in the air.