A gigantic crater, over ten thousand meters in diameter, stretched across the vast land like an unbridgeable abyss, which made for an utterly shocking sight.
And at the very center of that crater lay a single silhouette.
It was Aize, already on the verge of death.
His face was as pale as paper, and his body was covered in wounds. Blood continuously poured from his wounds, staining the ground beneath him red.
At this critical moment, Frieza, who had been standing to the side, suddenly erupted with an incomparably powerful aura. He released a chilling pressure that made one's soul tremble.
In the next instant, he flashed, shooting straight into the sky like lightning.
In midair, Frieza's body began to spin at an extreme speed, completing a full 360-degree rotation. His dazzling posture almost resembled a dance.
A terrifying, world-destroying power erupted from him. As he spun faster and faster, every muscle in his body tensed.
After a brief moment, he gathered all the power within his body into his head.
Instantly, a dazzling light burst from the top of his head, shining like the brightest star in the night sky.
At that moment, Frieza was like a high-speed spinning top, carrying unmatched might and unstoppable resolve as he dove toward the ground.
"Accept this final blow! Ho ho ho ho!"
Accompanied by Frieza's cold and ruthless roar, the golden spinning top tore through the sky at lightning speed in the blink of an eye.
Like a meteor crashing down, it instantly appeared at ground level.
With a thunderous explosion, Frieza's head slammed into Aize's abdomen with fierce force. The earth shook instantly, and mountains trembled as dust exploded into the air.
The enormous impact force drove Aize deep underground as if it were going to pierce the earth itself.
A thick, nauseating stench of blood spread quickly, mingling with the smell of soil to create an even more disgusting odor.
Unable to endure such a horrific blow, Aize finally broke down, letting out an ear-splitting scream of agony.
"No! Don't! Father! Dad! I'll die!"
His voice, filled with despair and terror, echoed through the underground depths. That sudden cry of "Father" unexpectedly reached Frieza's ears.
His assault slowed, and he stared at the suffering Aize.
He didn't seem like the same Tuffle from earlier. But things had already reached this point. How could he possibly live up to his title as the cold and ruthless Emperor of the Universe if he didn't kill Aize?
Frieza gave a wicked smile.
"Even if he has given up control over you, he's still inside your body, my dear son... Dad isn't trying to kill you on purpose."
Shh...!
The ground was blasted open again by Frieza, and smoke swirled everywhere.
Amid the thick clouds of dust and ash, Frieza grabbed Baby Aize tightly by the neck with one hand and dragged him back up to the surface.
At that moment, all the spectators shut their eyes.
"What is that…?! It's too bright!" Krillin muttered, eyes closed.
That blinding light was coming from Frieza's fingertips.
Yes. A powerful concentration of energy had gathered in his palm.
A layer of light shimmered around his fist.
But at that moment...
Frieza stopped.
Within Aize's eyes, a trace of fear flashed.
Aize pleaded desperately: "Don't… Dad, don't kill me."
In the next second, however, Frieza closed his eyes.
His brow twitched slightly.
Then, suddenly, he opened his eyes again.
Everyone thought Aize's pleading had worked and that Frieza had finally developed a sense of mercy.
"Is Frieza really going to spare his son?" Krillin guessed.
Beside him, Yamcha clenched his teeth and furrowed his brows.
"Damn it... I almost forgot they're father and son. Did he actually feel pity?"
Bang...!!
That punch came without warning and was completely beyond everyone's expectations.
Once again, Frieza used his actions to show everyone that the Emperor of the Universe would never be soft-hearted.
"Frieza still attacked!" Krillin cried out in shock.
They watched as Frieza's fists mercilessly smashed every inch of Aize's muscles.
Not a single part of his body was spared, from head to toe. Aize let out heart-rending screams of agony, each of Frieza's strikes was meant to kill.
He didn't even spare his own son.
The crowd watched the scene before them, gasping again and again and exchanging glances, unsure of how to react.
They didn't know whether to feel relieved... or terrified.
Suddenly, one person in the crowd stood out. His expression was as calm as still water, and his gaze was as firm as a rock as he stared straight at Frieza.
It was Piccolo.
He was fully focused, carefully observing every movement Frieza made.
Frieza moved rapidly, striking with sharp, violent momentum.
Piccolo didn't blink, refusing to miss a single detail.
Suddenly, Piccolo's body swayed slightly, as if he had lost focus for a moment. But he quickly regained his concentration and continued watching.
As time passed, Piccolo gradually began to notice something within Frieza's seemingly chaotic attacks.
Within Frieza's seemingly chaotic attacks, every punch actually carried a clear purpose.
This secretly shocked Piccolo and gave him an even deeper understanding of Frieza's terrifying strength.
Then, Piccolo recalled what had happened earlier.
At one point, Frieza had briefly closed his eyes.
This strange action had caught Piccolo's attention, prompting him to consider its hidden meaning.
After some thought, Piccolo finally realized the truth.
When Frieza closed his eyes, he was likely using his powerful perception ability to sense the Tuffle King's aura inside his son.
Now, every punch he threw landed with incredible precision on Baby's presence within Aize.
The reason was obvious.
He was using this method to help his son expel the foreign entity within him!
Piccolo sucked in a sharp breath, utterly shocked by Frieza's cunning and ruthless methods.
He muttered in amazement, "Frieza...this guy..."
Sure enough, under Frieza's relentless assault, the Baby inside Aize was forced to shrink into a tight ball and was driven all the way toward Aize's tail.
At that moment, Aize lost consciousness completely.
Frieza sneered mockingly: "Pitiful little thing. Get the hell out of my son's body. Otherwise, I'll keep torturing you like this forever. Ho ho ho ho..."
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(End Of This Chapter)
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