Bosalun saw Moussa approaching him, nodded slightly, and said to him: "Mr. Char will live on the planet Lefir for a period of time. You can just go to your own business and ignore it."
Moussa raised his head in surprise and fixed his gaze to Char, but now that Lord Possalon said so, he nodded as ordered, "Yes, Lord Possalon."
Then he retreated to the small building of the vine besieged city alone, motionless like a statue.
Bosalun retracted his gaze, then smiled and invited Xia Ya to his residence. The two volleyed into the air, and after reaching a height of 1,000 meters, they flew in one direction quickly.
On the way, Possalun said to Char: "This Musa is one of only seven Namekians on the planet Lefir. He has always been more strict with outsiders."
Only then did Xia understand the reason, nodded clearly, and secretly said: This Musa should be a combat-type Namek like Neru, who has a natural rejection of outsiders, no wonder he will hide his breath when he comes. , Because he didn't want to contact outsiders at all.
Suddenly he changed his mind, and he asked: "Mr. Possalon, you just said that there are only seven Namekians on Lefeir, but as far as I know, Namekians can give birth to offspring by spitting eggs. , Why is the number of people still so small?"
In the seventh universe, Namek, because of the climate storm that swept across the planet hundreds of years ago, only the elder Namek survived, but after hundreds of years of reproduction, it has gradually recovered a certain scale of race.
The elders of the Namekians can give birth to offspring. Why are the Namekians here not
Possalun glanced at Char unexpectedly. He didn't expect this Saiyan to know a lot. He sighed: "There did exist tribes with this ability among the Namekians in ancient times. It's a pity that we When I left Namek, there was no such kind of Namek among the people."
The Namekians are divided into different types according to their talents, roughly including the healing type, the auxiliary type, the combat type and the all-around type. In the seventh universe, Piccolo and Neru are both fighting types, Dandy is a healing type, and possesses the ability to make dragon balls, while the Grand Elder of Namek is a very rare almighty type with a very mysterious strength.
"Today, the Namekians on the planet Lefeel, except for a therapeutic Namek, are all combat-type. Such Namekians can only give birth to one offspring in their lifetime."
Possalun was a little bit emotional. If there were such almighty clan members among the Namekians back then, how good the clan would at least be able to multiply.
"Why did you leave Namek? Is it because of the climate storm?" Xia asked.
"Climate storm? No, we have to leave the home planet because of a powerful enemy."
Possalon didn't know why Char had mentioned the climate storm, and shook his head, a trace of nostalgia appeared in his eyes, and his thoughts had drifted to the name of Namek before the distant age.
It was an emerald green planet the same as Leifel's planet, the emerald lake, the endless green grassland, the breeze blowing, it can rippling waves like ripples...
Possaron’s voice faintly sounded: "In the very distant past, tens of thousands of Namekians lived on Namek. At that time, the ancient temples were enshrined in magical dragon balls. Oh, you may not I know what a dragon ball is. After all, there is no relevant legend in the universe now. It is a fetish given to us by the great dragon god Lord Salama."
Actually, I knew it, Xia thought in his heart, but he listened quietly and didn't say anything to interrupt Possalun.
Just listen to Possalun continuing to say: "Dragon Ball has magical power, but it also attracted the prying eyes of countless greedy people. Finally, an earth-shattering battle broke out on Namek. At that time, you Saiyans I also helped out, but unfortunately the enemy's power was too strong. Even the Super Saiyans and Nameks could not defeat the greedy guys."
"In that battle, Namek star fell, and my people suffered heavy casualties, and the Saiyans on the planet Salada lost their inheritance of being transformed into a super Saiyan in that battle." Saying here, Bossa An angry expression also appeared on Lun's calm face.
"In the end you defeated each other?"
"Victory? Maybe, I don't know if it can be said to be a victory. In the end, the great elder at the time decided to make a desperate move and assimilated with all the people on Namek. Although it repelled the enemy, Namek has also come to the brink of destruction, because the remaining power is so strong that even Dragon Ball can't help it. The elder who finally merged decided to abandon the Dragon Ball and merged with the dragon Posalun."
"And the person after the fusion is me!" Lifting his head, Possalun's eyes were full of vicissitudes.
Cha Ya was taken aback. No wonder this Posalen can survive from ancient times to the present. It turned out that it was because of the assimilation of many Namekites and then the fusion of Shenlong.
The mysterious life existence of Shenlong is constructed by a trace of divine power bestowed by the dragon god Salama. Although it is only a trace, it has incredible power. After the integration of the Shenlong, Posalun has detached himself from the mortal in a certain sense. The level of is equivalent to the gods.
"The Namekians on the planet Narefir..."
Xia Yagang wanted to ask.
Possalun had already said: "I was very angry back then, so I chased into the universe, wiped out all the cosmic people who invaded Namek, and even killed their nest. Now that I want to come, it is really a catastrophe that swept the universe. ."
After a pause, I continued: "After that, I began to wander in the universe, and I met many strong people on the way, but without exception, they were not my opponents. Maybe it was because of the impact that I caused too much, until one day I met Patron Lord Bados, from her, I learned that I was not the only Namek who survived, and there were several tribesmen who had escaped the disaster because of their chances of going out..."
"At that time, I was ecstatic. After that, I spent countless years to retrieve them, and then took them to the planet Lefeel to live in seclusion."
After Possalun finished speaking, he fell into a long silence.
Xia heard this and couldn’t help but sigh. Possalun’s experience was even worse than that of Vegeta’s Saiyans. At least for now, Vegeta’s Saiyans have survived a lot, and they are moving towards the Red Mountain Star. Development in a thriving direction.
Of course, these are the results of Char’s intervention. Without Char, the Saiyans of Vegeta might be just like in the original book, with only two or three small shrimps left. They eventually merged with other races and annihilated in a long period of time. Among.
"Are there other Namekians out there?" Xia asked.
"Perhaps there are. After so many years, no one knows. Even if there are other Namekians, maybe they have forgotten their identities."
Xia Ya silently nodded. After all, so many years have passed, and even the world king in charge of the Milky Way has been changed. What a long time, the vicissitudes of time, the power of time can erode all traces.
While talking, the two rushed towards the reclusive place of Possalun.
In a clear sky, there are a few white flowers floating in the clouds, constantly stretched under the delicate soft wind, changing various shapes.
Possalun’s reclusive place is not on a crescent-shaped island, but at another place thousands of miles away. Xia and Possalun flew leisurely. They were not in a hurry. The oncoming wind blew their collars, and their black hair was drawn very long with the wind.
Soon a ring island appeared in front of him.
It's just a small island with a radius of ten kilometers, not too big. There is a green pool in the center of the island, which looks like a blue eye from a distance, exuding a quiet and mysterious color.
Xia and Bosalun bent an arc in the sky, a glimpse of a glimpse, and two clusters of crystal luster fell towards the edge of the island...