The newly born Super Android 17 repeatedly examined the changes within his body. Though his appearance remained identical, his strength increased at a terrifying pace he could actually perceive. The superimposed energy source he'd inadvertently obtained had a transformative effect far beyond simple addition—it multiplied exponentially.
While this Android 17 couldn't match the GT version's power, his strength had reached Super Saiyan 3 levels—even surpassing Fat Buu. Now, besides Goku, Gohan, and Broly, there was another tremendously powerful combatant. One could only imagine Babidi's expression if he encountered this new force before awakening Majin Buu.
"Android 17, are you... all right?" Android 18 asked with lingering concern.
"I'm fine. Actually, I feel incredibly comfortable. Since we share the same origin, his energy integrated perfectly with mine—a flawless match."
Android 17 attempted to condense just a fraction of his new strength, and the situation changed instantly. The sea below began churning as waterspouts rose skyward, creating curtains of water across the landscape.
"Enough! If this continues, you'll destroy the planet yourself," Android 16 quickly intervened. The fierce winds cutting across his face felt sharp as blades. His sensors clearly indicated that Android 17 now operated on a completely different power level.
Android 17 relaxed his body and smiled. "I know—I'm just too excited. Have other areas been affected as well? What's the full situation?"
"It's like this..."
Zangya explained the crisis's scope to Android 17. Earth had completely calmed now, all enemies defeated. Everyone was simply waiting for Raditz to return from the underworld after eliminating Janemba.
However, while Earth engaged in fierce battle, a familiar figure had escaped the underworld and rushed toward another world entirely. He'd refused to participate in the planet-shaking conflict—completely contrary to Turles's expectations.
Dragging his long tail behind him, his evil smile revealed endless ambition and desire.
Frieza!
Like a luminous comet, he streaked straight toward a point in the universe's depths before stopping abruptly and descending vertically.
"Finally found you. Hehehe, show yourself," Frieza said, landing on an asteroid. His tail whipped the ground with sharp crack sounds.
"Interesting. You're the first to seek me out voluntarily."
From the darkness, an elegant and charming woman's figure gradually emerged. She approached with light steps, holding a staff while chuckling softly. "Frieza, I know you—the ambitious emperor of the universe."
"Hmph, everyone in the universe should know my name, but I don't know you yet."
"Then how did you find me?" Towa asked curiously.
Frieza placed one hand on his hip, rubbing beneath his nose with his fingers. "The energy that descended upon the underworld led me here—power so tremendous I couldn't ignore it. Now let me ask you: who are you?" His eyes narrowed like sharp needles.
Frieza had noticed Towa's spacetime energy when it first manifested, followed by Janemba's disturbance in the underworld, making him sense opportunity. Contrary to Turles's assumptions, Frieza had no intention of confronting those Saiyans directly—not yet. He'd chosen to locate the source of that evil energy and achieve complete resurrection first!
Frieza's piercing gaze made Towa inexplicably uncomfortable. With a coquettish smile, she revealed her identity from the Demon Realm, speaking honestly with the emperor.
Hearing "Demon Realm," Frieza was momentarily stunned. He'd heard the term before but never encountered an actual representative. Such beings really existed.
"Frieza, I know you despise the Saiyans. I can help you gain power to defeat them—how does that sound?" Since Mira's elimination, she'd lacked a capable right hand. Personally invading spacetime carried too much risk, especially while she hadn't fully recovered and remained short on spacetime energy. Frieza's arrival might provide exactly what she needed!
"It sounds like you harbor some grudge against them as well?" Frieza asked pointedly.
"That Raditz has repeatedly ruined my plans. Of course I want him dead," Towa replied. "Our goals align perfectly."
"Hahaha, haven't you assisted others before? Or have they all failed?"
"The Saiyans' power exceeds imagination." Towa's tone grew cold after having this scar exposed. "Naturally, you're no match for them either."
She understood Frieza's strength well. Years ago, he might have barely contested Raditz and his allies, but now... even the perfected Mira couldn't match Raditz, let alone Frieza. Towa wasn't particularly optimistic about the emperor's chances—she approached him only because both found themselves at dead ends, sharing common hatred.
Frieza pressed his clenched fist to his lips, smiling slightly. "I'm aware those Saiyan monkeys possess incredible transformations, but I can also improve my strength. Given time to train, I believe my talent can definitely surpass theirs. Besides, if that evil creature in the underworld is defeated, won't I return to that accursed Hell?"
"I couldn't say."
"Then let's make a deal. I'll help you defeat them—can you help me survive, dear Miss Towa?" Frieza bowed to Towa with perfect courtesy, though his eyes held unparalleled sharpness.
He currently bore no halo, obviously resurrected, but Frieza remained cautious. What if everything reverted once the underworld's Janemba was defeated? Considering this possibility, he felt he had to ensure his survival.
Towa's eyes darted as she calculated rapidly. She sensed Frieza would be difficult to control, but for the demon god Demigra's early resurrection, trading with him seemed worthwhile. After all, Frieza could accomplish many tasks for her—even if he couldn't truly defeat Raditz, collecting spacetime energy would suffice.
"If you were merely undead, I couldn't grant you life. But since you already possess it, survival becomes simple. I can use the Demon Realm's spacetime energy to isolate you from other worlds' influence. Even if the underworld is restored, I can preserve you."
"Truly? Excellent." Frieza's eyes showed genuine surprise.
He didn't mind dealing with a Demon God—as long as he survived, everything remained possible. Frieza believed in his tremendous potential. With proper stimulus and guidance, he would definitely surpass those Saiyans and destroy them all, regardless of their power!
When that time came, even the Demon God would pose no problem.
Towa and Frieza melted into darkness, each harboring their own schemes. In the dim void, only wisps of purple mist remained steaming.