Dragon Ball: Everyone's playing the reincarnation game, huh?

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Destructive energy exploded around Granora, and the massive shockwave sent him flying, cracking the golden protective shield.

With his ultimate form, Vegeta charged forward and slammed his head directly into Granora's body, sending the two plummeting downwards like cannonballs.

Granora crashed into a city below that had a protective shield.

"Snapped!"

The next moment, Granora gritted her teeth, forcibly twisted her body, and stopped on the protective shield, her feet leaving two long streaks of sparks on the shield.

However, just as Granora came to a stop, Ultra Instinct Vegeta descended from the sky and kicked him, sending him completely inside the protective shield.

Granora's body pierced through the protective shield and entered the city along with Ultra Instinct Vegeta, collapsing on a street and overturning countless stalls.

Just as Vegeta was about to launch his attack with his Ultimate Instinct, Granora panicked.

"This won't do, let's find another place to fight!" Granora shouted hurriedly, her voice tinged with anxiety.

"Didn't you say you didn't care about anything? Why are you starting to care about these things now?" Ultra Instinct Vegeta chuckled lightly and threw a punch, the wind from which was fierce.

Granora hurriedly raised her hands to defend herself, her arms going numb from the impact.

Ultimate Vegeta launched another fierce attack, raining down punches and kicks on Granora, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

"You'd better stop this now!" Granora roared in fury, unable to hold back any longer, and punched Ultra Instinct Vegeta hard in the face, making his nose bleed profusely.

Vegeta, in his ultimate form, grinned, blood trickling from his lips, grabbed Granora's arm, and bit down hard on it.

"what……"

Granora let out a pig-like scream as intense pain shot through her arm. With a violent jerk, she slammed Ultra Instinct Vegeta to the ground, smashing a nearby kiosk to pieces.

"You...you bastard! How could you use such despicable means!" Granora was furious, clutching her bleeding arm, her eyes filled with anger and astonishment.

"Hahaha, you can't use your best rapid-fire attacks here, can you?" Self-Instinct Vegeta lay on the ground laughing hysterically, tears welling up in his eyes.

Granora appeared directly above Vegeta in his Ultra Instinct form, pointing a finger at his head with a cold gaze.

Vegeta's expression changed repeatedly as he reached his Ultimate form.

"At this distance, the city won't be damaged!" Granora sneered and fired directly, the energy slamming into Vegeta's face and body with a loud bang.

A cloud of smoke filled the air.

The entire protective shield was buzzing, as if it might break at any moment.

The city was also shaken continuously by the tremors.

When he looked again, Vegeta's head lolled to the side, and he finally passed out, his body limp as he collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, the crimson light on Vegeta's body dissipated, returning him to normal. His chest was still rising and falling slightly, proving that he was still alive.

Granora was panting heavily, utterly exhausted. She leaned on her knees, sweat pouring down her face like a waterfall, and her vision began to blur.

The next moment, Granora stumbled and collapsed to the ground, unable to support herself any longer.

"Now you understand, Saiyan! Victory belongs to me!" Granora's face showed a hint of joy at victory, but there was a bitter taste in her smile.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, the glass behind Granora shattered, shards scattering all over the ground.

Granora paused, looked in the direction of the sound, and clenched her fists warily.

In a dark room behind them, a mother and daughter were embracing each other, trembling with fear.

The mother and daughter are Hughes and look somewhat like pink fish with smooth skin covered in tiny scales.

Granora turned her head and looked around, and the terrible scene from more than 40 years ago couldn't help but surface in her mind, and that long-forgotten memory surged up like a tide.

Back then, it was the Saiyans who launched an attack on this planet Cyril, causing widespread war and destroying their home planet.

As a child, Granora threw himself into his mother's arms. The two of them trembled with fear and hid in the ruins, terrified of being discovered by the Saiyans.

The current situation of these two Hughes is strikingly similar to that of Granora and her mother back then—the same fear, the same despair.

Granora was deeply moved, his expression changing repeatedly, a hint of confusion and pain flashing in his eyes, and he loosened his clenched fist.

“I…we Saiyans are a race that deserves to be hated. The sins we have committed are unforgivable.” Vegeta, in his ultimate form, suddenly got up from the ground, his voice hoarse and deep. “Even if I die at your hands, I have nothing to say. This is the retribution we deserve.”

Granora was taken aback, and turned back to take a deep look at Ultra Instinct Vegeta. She hadn't expected him to say such a thing.

"But if you exterminate the Saiyans, doesn't that make you just like us Saiyans?" Vegeta said calmly, a hint of complexity in his eyes. "The Cyrillians aren't supposed to be such a barbaric race, are they? Is revenge all that's left of your civilization?"

Chapter 156 Goku's Father - Bardock

Granora was shocked. Vegeta's words pierced his heart like a sharp knife. But then he was enraged and roared, "What a joke! This planet was once peaceful! You took everything from here, you destroyed my home, you killed my mother! How could I forgive you so easily? I can't!"

"boom!"

Granora swung her hands forward, unleashing a powerful energy that engulfed Vegeta in his ultimate form.

Vegeta was sent flying backward, breaking through the protective barrier and appearing outside. He crashed heavily to the ground, creating a huge crater.

Granora flew out, her hands forming a firing gesture, aiming at the Ultra Instinct Vegeta in the distance, and said coldly, "I have finally made up my mind to burn my life and use all my power to kill you, even if it means mutual destruction!"

As she spoke, a tremendous amount of energy surged from Granora's body, all of which condensed at the tips of her two fingers. The surrounding air was distorted by the energy, emanating a suffocating sense of oppression.

"After I go to hell, I will seek revenge on Frieza. I will make everyone who has harmed us Cyrillians pay the price!" Granora roared, her eyes filled with determination.

Vegeta, now in Ultimate Vegeta, lay on the ground, feeling as if his entire body had fallen apart. Every muscle in his body was screaming in pain, and he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

"It's still not enough. I still haven't been able to fully master the power of the God of Destruction." Vegeta sighed, his voice weak. "I'm sorry, Lord Beerus. I still can't go back to my past ruthlessness... I'm still far from being able to control the power of the God of Destruction."

Vegeta, trembling, stood up from the ground with a resigned smile on his face.

"Is this the Saiyan's destiny?" Vegeta, in his ultimate form, chuckled self-deprecatingly, his eyes filled with helplessness.

Vegeta, who was watching the show from the sidelines, had his expression change repeatedly, and his heart was clenching with anxiety.

Am I going to die here in this time and space?

Am I just supposed to stand by and watch him get killed?

"We'll both die here! Let's go to hell together!" Granora sneered.

"Stop! Granora!"

Just then, an aircraft flew in from the sky at high speed. The aircraft's engine roared loudly, and someone on the aircraft shouted loudly. The voice was anxious and familiar.

Vegeta was taken aback, looked in the direction of the spacecraft, and his eyes widened slightly.

Isn't that a Namekian?

Green skin, long tentacles—typical Namekian features.

Could Namekians also live here?

Upon hearing the Namekian's voice, Granora paused, slightly distracted, and couldn't help but utter his name: "Monet? What are you doing here? Who sent you?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Sun Wukong directly rammed his body into Granora, causing him to lose his balance.

Granora was knocked to the ground, and the energy she had gathered instantly dissipated. She looked at Sun Wukong, who had suddenly appeared, in surprise.

"Don't do anything stupid! Granora!" Goku shouted, then reprimanded Vegeta in his Ultra Instinct form, "And you, Vegeta, what are you thinking? Giving up isn't your style. Are you just going to keep clones from now on?"

Vegeta's face darkened. This guy still thinks I'm an clone. It's infuriating!

Ultimate Vegeta simply smiled calmly and said nothing.

"Ottmir, so it was you who was meddling! You're the one who called Monette here!" Granora was furious. She looked around and knew that it must have been Ottmir who was behind it.

The spacecraft slowly descended from the sky, the hatch opened, and a Namekian stepped out—it was Monet.

Sun Wukong was taken aback, his gaze fixed on the Namekian who stepped off the flying machine, his eyes full of doubt.

Even Vegeta, in his Ultimate form, fell silent, scrutinizing the Namekian with a slight frown, his heart filled with confusion.

Both of them could tell that the other was a Namekian, with green skin and distinctive tentacles that were all too obvious.

“He is… a Namekian!” Vegeta whispered, a hint of surprise in his voice.

How did a Namekian end up here?

"What's going on? Why is he here? And he seems to know Granora quite well." Sun Wukong was puzzled, scratching his head with a confused look.

"Why did you stop me, Monette?" Granora demanded angrily, struggling to her feet, her energy fluctuations flickering. "Let me fight to the end! I will kill these two Saiyans!"

Monet fell silent, head bowed, his long antennae twitching slightly, as if he were organizing his thoughts.

"I want to end all of this as soon as possible! To end this hatred that has lasted for forty years!" Granora screamed hysterically, hatred burning wildly in his heart, almost consuming him, his eyes turning red with anger.

“No, Granora!” Monette lowered her head and said in a deep voice, with a hint of guilt in her voice, “I lied to you, I’m sorry! Not all Saiyans are our enemies. There is one Saiyan who is our benefactor.”

Granora was taken aback, not quite understanding, her brows furrowed, her eyes filled with confusion.

benefactor?

How could Saiyans be benefactors?

Granora paused, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down.

"What do you mean? Explain yourself, Monette, what exactly happened?" Granora asked curiously, eager to know the truth.

"The Saiyan Bardock saved us 40 years ago," Monet replied solemnly, his tone firm, each word clearly reaching Granora's ears.

Both Vegetas were taken aback.

The name "Bardak" gave them a jolt; it sounded familiar.

Sun Wukong was also stunned for a moment.

"What did you say? The Saiyans saved us? That's impossible!" Granora asked incredulously, shaking her head violently, her face full of resistance. "The Saiyans destroyed our home, how could they possibly save us? You must be mistaken!"

“Forty years ago, Bardock saved you and your son…” Monet replied, raising his head with a look of reminiscence in his eyes. “I saw it all with my own eyes. I dealt with him back then, so there’s no mistake.”

As he spoke, Monet recounted in detail how Bardock had saved him and his mother 40 years ago, the past replaying in his mind like a movie.

……

Forty years ago, Cyril was a peaceful planet with blue skies, white clouds, lush green trees, and people living in peace and contentment.

Cyrillic aliens and Namekians who migrated there lived together in a very friendly and harmonious relationship, helping each other like a family.

However, on a moonlit night, this peace was ruthlessly shattered.

Several of Frieza's spaceships, like black phantoms, roared in from the distant stars, shattering the tranquil sky.