Multiverse Conquest Starting from Dragon Ball

Planet Sadam.

A bustling trade hub located in the heart of the North Galaxy.

Merchants, bounty hunters, and wanderers alike gathered here, exchanging goods, information, and rumors.

It was in this environment that the news of the Frieza Force's setbacks spread like wildfire.

In an instant, countless aliens and factions reeled in disbelief.

In one of the planet's many trading halls, several figures were gathered.

After a moment of tense silence, they finally spoke.

"So it's true… Planet Vegeta has been destroyed. That bastard Frieza… It must've been him." Celipa clenched her fists, her expression grim.

"Celipa, are we the only Saiyans left in the universe?" Panbukin's voice was quiet, almost hesitant.

The question hung in the air, leaving the group in silence.

They had barely escaped the destruction of their homeworld, hoping to regroup there— only to find it gone.

The reports claimed a massive meteor had wiped out Planet Vegeta.

But they weren't fools. They knew the truth.

And so, they had come to this trade planet, searching for confirmation.

The truth was more bitter than they had imagined.

Planet Vegeta was no more.

"Damn it, what do we do now?" Toteppo gritted his teeth in frustration.

No one had an answer.

For a moment, they simply stood there, lost.

"We wait for Toma to return. He might have more information." Celipa's voice was steady, though anger simmered beneath the surface.

"Damn Frieza!" Toteppo spat the words like venom, but his frustration was powerless.

They had once served in Frieza's ranks.

They didn't know the full extent of his power, but they had seen enough to know that he was beyond them.

The three waited.

Before long, a familiar figure returned.

"Toma!"

"How did it go? Did you find any other Saiyans?"

Celipa's voice was eager, her eyes locked onto Toma.

"Yeah, Toma?"

Toteppo stepped forward, anticipation in his gaze.

Toma opened his mouth, hesitating.

Then, after a long pause, he nodded.

"Really?!"

Celipa and the others brightened instantly.

"Yes. Prince Vegeta and Nappa's son survived. And… it seems the Captain's eldest son did as well."

Toma's voice was solemn.

"Prince Vegeta is alive?"

"And Raditz too?"

Celipa and the others exchanged glances, relief, and disbelief washing over them.

They had feared their entire race had been wiped out.

But now, there was hope.

Not only had Prince Vegeta survived, but even the Captain's son had made it.

"What is it, Toma?" Celipa was quick to notice his hesitation.

"Toma, what happened?" Panbukin's voice was tense.

"…Take a look at this." Toma hesitated before activating his scouter, projecting an image into the air.

A planetary landscape appeared before them.

"A Frieza Force base?" Celipa furrowed her brows.

The others looked equally puzzled.

Then—

"BOOM!"

A deafening explosion rocked the projection.

The entire base was engulfed in flames, crumbling in an instant.

As smoke billowed, a lone figure emerged.

The most striking feature was the tail swaying behind him.

"A… Saiyan?" Panbukin's eyes widened in shock.

The others were equally stunned.

As the figure stepped forward, the smoke cleared, revealing his face.

A face they all knew.

"Aspara?!" Their voices trembled in unison.

"This… this can't be!"

Their minds reeled.

Aspara had attacked a Frieza Force base.

A Frieza Force base.

As former soldiers in Frieza's ranks, they knew exactly what that meant.

Every base under Frieza's control was heavily fortified, guarded by warriors with Battle Powers exceeding ten thousand.

And yet, Aspara had single-handedly destroyed one.

Their shock overwhelmed any sense of relief.

What kind of cosmic joke was this?

Aspara was supposed to be a low-class warrior.

How could he wield such overwhelming power?

The group exchanged glances, their minds struggling to make sense of what they had just seen.

"This… this must be some kind of trick, right?"

After a long silence, Celipa finally managed to speak, turning toward Toma for answers.

(Some say I'm suppressing Battle Power, but don't forget that the protagonist is only eight or nine years old, and his birth Battle Power was only five. Kakarot (Sun Son Goku) was only ten at eight or nine years old. Growth is a process, like the protagonist's training on Earth and his battles in space. It's all about accumulation, and only after reaching a certain level can one explode in power. Now is just the beginning of that explosion; it couldn't have happened earlier.)

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"This... this has to be a joke!" Celipa finally stammered after a long silence, turning her gaze to Toma.

"Yeah, how... how is this even possible?" Panbukin couldn't help but look at Toma as well.

As for Toteppo, he still hadn't fully processed what he was seeing.

"I didn't believe it either," Toma admitted with a bitter laugh, shaking his head. "But it's not just this one video. There are several others, all from different planets."

Honestly, when he first saw the footage, he couldn't believe it himself.

But it wasn't just a one-time fluke— more than a dozen of Frieza's bases had been wiped out, and plenty of recordings had surfaced.

"Gulp!" Toteppo finally reacted, murmuring, "How could Aspara be this strong?"

The others exchanged glances, their faces etched with disbelief.

They knew Aspara well.

His birth Battle Power was one of the lowest in Planet Vegeta's history. Even as an adult, he might not have broken three hundred.

Even among low-class warriors, Aspara had been at the very bottom.

But now? What were they seeing?

Aspara had effortlessly obliterated a Frieza Army base.

Just how powerful had he become?

What is his Battle Power? Eight thousand? Nine thousand?

Or had he broken ten thousand?

Maybe even more.

None of them dared to speculate further.

Even though they themselves had clawed their way up from being low-class warriors— surpassing some mid-tier warriors along the way— what they were witnessing now was beyond comprehension.

A recent revival had even boosted their strength, pushing their lowest Battle Power past four thousand.

But this? This was something else entirely.

"Something must have happened to him," Toma mused. "But that's not the real problem right now."

His tone grew heavy.

"I've heard that Aspara's actions have completely enraged Frieza. He's already dispatched the Ginyu Force."

"Aspara is in serious danger."

"What?!"

"The Ginyu Force is on the move?"

The group's expressions darkened instantly.

As former members of the Frieza Army, they knew all too well how terrifying the Ginyu Force was.

King Vegeta himself had hesitated to rebel largely because of them.

And now, they were on the hunt.

"Toma, do you know where Aspara is now?"

"We have to warn him. Tell him to stop, or he's finished."

Celipa's voice was urgent.

"Yeah, Toma, we need to find him— fast!" Panbukin added quickly.

"I don't have an exact location yet, but judging from his recent movements, his next target is likely the base in the Planet Dali."

Toma's expression was grim.

"The Planet Dali?"

Panbukin's eyes brightened.

"That's not too far!"

"Yeah. It's at most a fifteen-day journey from here. If Aspara is heading there, it should take him around ten days. If we leave now, we might reach him before he does."

Toma nodded.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

"We can't let him walk into this fight blind."

Celipa's eyes gleamed with resolve.

"Right!"

"We have to hurry!"

"The Ginyu Force isn't something Aspara can handle alone!"

Toteppo and Panbukin quickly chimed in.

"Alright!" Toma nodded.

In the next moment, their ship blasted off, cutting through the starry void as it streaked toward the Planet Dali.

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(To Be Continued)

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