In the venue outside the auction hall, Broly and Rukon wandered together, playing various games while waiting for Raditz and the others to return.
Children's patience had its limits, and waiting grew increasingly boring.
"Hey, Broly, how much longer will Dad and the others be?" Rukon asked while eating a piece of cake.
This flavor wasn't particularly good. Rukon chewed quickly, but habitually kept his mouth moving.
Broly shook his head. "I don't know what they're doing either."
"Wait, why don't we go play with those uncles?" Rukon suddenly remembered something, inspiration flashing. "Those Saiyans—Uncle Cabba and the others are here! Let's find them!"
After much deliberation, Rukon decided to seek out Cabba. During their days on Planet Sadala, Rukon and Cabba had grown quite close, sharing similar perspectives on certain matters.
Broly thought for a moment, then nodded.
In truth, there was absolutely no safety concern with the two of them together—but Raditz feared they might cause trouble!
At that moment, the auction hall had erupted into chaos.
Who knew where the Tuffles had found the seventh Dragon Ball—they could actually make their wish come true! People didn't want to believe it, but reality made them furious. Some even regretted not being more determined to seize those six Dragon Balls! Anger and jealousy surged continuously, rage and bitterness gathering together, igniting the atmosphere.
"Damn it, what wish will they make?"
"Outside—stop whoever just left!" Someone produced a communicator and quietly arranged a robbery plan. Some of these merchants were utterly unscrupulous. Facing the temptation of the Dragon Balls, they didn't mind using dirty methods.
"Huh? Where did those people go?" The reptilian businessman suddenly couldn't see Raditz and his group beside him.
You were just there? Gone in the blink of an eye? He gulped, rubbed his eyes, then rubbed them again...
The Tuffles took the Black Star Dragon Balls and left the venue directly. Their purpose was accomplished—no reason to remain. The group hurried to a nearby planet via spacecraft.
Many planets orbited near the bustling Planet Fabo, together forming a commercial sector similar to the Pheada Galaxy in Universe Seven. The Tuffles randomly selected one planet to settle on.
After obtaining the Dragon Balls, they couldn't wait to make their wish. Though they'd spoken cruel words about the Tuffle people's rise, they feared being followed and robbed, so they acted extremely cautiously.
The three behind Rasin were the remaining Tuffle warriors, with several others stationed on Planet Fabo as lookouts, monitoring and relaying information. So far, everything remained under their control—besides their spacecraft, no one else had departed.
But they didn't know about Instant Transmission.
Raditz and his party used teleportation to appear behind their spacecraft, observing the group's movements.
"Let's begin. Summon the dragon to grant our wish." Rasin placed the seven Dragon Balls on the ground. Crisp sounds rang out as they collided, regular light flickering across the Tuffles' faces.
They'd waited for this moment for so long. The few remaining Tuffles had survived tenaciously, sustained by hatred. They'd lost their homes, wandered through the universe, and accidentally learned about the Dragon Balls, spending extensive time collecting just the Four-Star Ball. Later intelligence revealed this auction would include Black Star Dragon Balls, so they'd offered their entire fortune just to fulfill their wish.
They'd been suppressed for too long and finally welcomed the starting point of revival. They couldn't help showing off the moment they'd gathered all seven Dragon Balls. At this moment, excitement overwhelmed their control.
"Shouldn't we wait for Dr. Lychee?"
"No need. He's preparing revenge against the Sadala Defense Force. Let's make our wish directly—this is the first step toward Tufflization of the entire universe!"
Frenzied intensity burned in Rasin's face.
Hearing their conversation, Raditz frowned. The Tuffles' wish was to transform the entire universe? This dangerous ambition went far beyond simple national revival!
At that moment, the Tuffles stood before the Dragon Balls and called forth the Red Dragon! The sky transformed, plunging directly into darkness. A massive dragon leaped into the heavens, its berserk appearance more arrogant than ordinary Shenrons.
The fearsome dragon made the Tuffles tremble. They'd only heard legends of the Dragon Balls' magic. Seeing the real thing for the first time left them shocked and excited, momentarily forgetting to speak.
Before Raditz could act, Renso had already rushed forward. "Stop!"
The loud shout startled the Tuffles, causing them to turn toward Renso simultaneously. Following him into their view were Raditz, Zangya, and Android 18.
"You—how did you find this place? Damn it! Were you followed?" Rasin stared cautiously at Renso and the others. Troublemakers appearing at the critical moment sent them into panic.
"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you can't make this wish." Raditz suddenly teleported beside the dragon, raising one hand toward the Red Shenron.
"You... you are a deity..." Shenron recognized Raditz's identity and called out in fear.
"Sorry, I didn't intend to interfere with such matters, but your goals are a bit excessive, and my friends don't seem to appreciate them. So, farewell, Shenron."
With a slight motion from Raditz, tremendous energy erupted instantly. A beam of light engulfed Shenron!
The dragon that had just emerged vanished within seconds. The Tuffles stood stunned, suddenly petrified.
"You...!!!" the Tuffle warriors shouted in rage.
"I know you! You're a Saiyan!"
They recognized Renso, and tragic scenes flashed through their minds. Their expressions changed dramatically. This was the villain who'd destroyed their planet—a Saiyan.
"That's correct, I'm a Saiyan, and I even participated in that destructive battle. But please, hear my explanation..."
Renso explained in detail how the Sadala Defense Force had been deceived by Frost into making a terrible mistake. As the former captain, Renso bore inescapable responsibility.
"Hahahahahaha! You cruel villains still want to fabricate stories to deceive us? Both you and Frost deserve death! And your planet will become a Tuffle colony—the Tuffle rise begins at this moment and will spread throughout the universe!" Rasin raised his arms and roared. "Subdue them!"
"I'd advise against that. I don't want to hurt you," Raditz said lightly.
"Do you think we're still the same Tuffles as before?" Rasin snarled viciously.
The three Tuffle warriors behind him assumed fighting stances, ready to explode into action.
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