The sky morphed into a thick, blood-red hue as the atmosphere of Planet Namek was completely torn apart.
Hovering in mid-air, Frieza raised both hands high above his head. A blackened-red energy sphere was rapidly taking shape, its massive volume easily three times larger than the previous one. The energy churning within emitted a deafening, scalp-tingling roar. The surrounding air was instantly siphoned away, and even the surface rocks levitated under the immense gravitational pull before being vaporized by the sheer heat.
Frieza's expression twisted into a mask of absolute savagery as he let out a hysterical, maniacal laugh. The sound grated like nails dragging across sheet metal, piercing the eardrums of anyone listening.
"Filthy monkey!"
"Weren't you supposed to be a good fighter!?"
"Aren't you a Super Saiyan!?"
Frieza's voice dripped with complete madness.
"Since I can't beat you…"
"…then I'll just have this planet perish with me!"
"Every last one of you is going to die right here!"
This was no longer a battle. This was pure, suicidal mutual destruction.
In a distant crater, Akainu leaned heavily against a charred rock. He gasped for air in ragged breaths, his lungs feeling as though they were on fire. He looked up at the massive fireball blotting out the sun, his face turning an ashen gray. The power of his proud Mag-Mag Fruit had completely bottomed out; he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.
Just moments ago, he and Kaido had to risk their lives just to hold back a smaller version of that energy sphere for a single second. Now, this one was three times larger. How were they supposed to stop this? It was absolutely impossible.
Akainu gritted his teeth, a low curse escaping his throat. "D*mn it."
Is Absolute Justice really going to be buried in this alternate world? He hadn't even brought the Dragon Balls back yet.
Kaido lay beside Akainu, in an even worse state. The dragon scales on his chest were completely shattered, and blood blurred his vision, turning everything a hazy red. He bared his teeth, letting out a miserable chuckle. He had truly scraped the bottom of the barrel for Rayquaza's power just now. Let alone transforming into a dragon, he couldn't even roll over.
He had spent his whole life seeking a glorious death, but he absolutely refused to die in such a pathetic, suffocating way. Being blown to ash along with a planet by some white-skinned runt? What kind of death was that? There wouldn't even be anyone left to collect their corpses.
Further away, hidden within a pile of rubble, Doflamingo pressed his body tightly into a crevice. He had even stopped breathing. His red sunglasses reflected the colossal fireball as a single thought echoed in his mind.
It's all over. He had spent a hundred million Beri to buy a ticket, only to end up as collateral damage. He had taken a catastrophic loss on this deal.
Just as everyone plummeted into absolute despair, Goku finally moved.
Standing his ground, he looked up at the descending red sphere. His golden ki aura didn't diminish in the slightest; instead, it burned with even greater ferocity. He let out a cold hmph. The sound wasn't loud, but it resonated clearly across the entire battlefield.
Goku bent his knees slightly, directly grinding the bedrock beneath his feet into fine powder.
Boom. With a deafening explosion, a massive crater blew open in the ground. Goku shot up into the sky like a golden meteor, flying straight into the violently oppressive storm. He didn't dodge, nor did he fire a Kamehameha to counter the blast. He chose the most primal, violent response possible: he charged head-on into the world-ending energy sphere.
Frieza's pupils shrank violently. "You're asking for death!" he roared, pushing his hands down with all his might.
The colossal energy sphere crashed down with apocalyptic force. Goku slammed into the bottom of the red globe, the terrifying heat scorching the outer layers of his golden aura and emitting a harsh, sizzling hiss. He planted both hands firmly against the sphere's surface. The immense downward pressure forced him back over a dozen meters, sending a visible white shockwave rippling through the air.
"BREAK—"
Goku let out an explosive shout. The muscles in his arms bulged dramatically, veins popping across his skin.
"—FOR ME!"
He violently squeezed his ten fingers. Driven by unstoppable, monstrous strength, his fingers physically pierced the high-density surface of the energy sphere.
Crack. A crisp, distinct sound of shattering echoed out. Several massive fissures spread across the surface of the energy sphere, blinding white light pouring through the cracks. What followed was an earth-shattering explosion.
The apocalyptic energy sphere—capable of melting a planet's core—was crushed with his bare hands by Goku in mid-air. Stripped of its containment, the violent energy didn't trigger a cataclysmic disaster. Instead, suppressed by Goku's overwhelming ki, it dissolved into a harmless, glowing rain. It drifted down beautifully upon the cracked soil of Planet Namek, looking exactly like a magnificent meteor shower.
The entire battlefield fell into a dead, heavy silence.
Akainu's jaw dropped, completely forgetting to breathe. Kaido couldn't even feel the agonizing pain radiating through his body anymore. One of the lenses on Doflamingo's sunglasses slid right off the bridge of his nose.
Crushing a planet-destroying attack barehanded. Is he even fcking human!?*
Up in the air, Frieza remained frozen, his hands still locked in a downward-pushing posture. He stared blankly at his empty hands, his mind completely wiped clean. That was his 100% full power planet-busting strike. His ultimate trump card. His guaranteed mutual-destruction failsafe.
And it was just… gone? Crushed by a pair of bare hands?
Frieza's breathing grew erratic. His pride. His invincibility. His dignity as the Emperor of the Universe. All of it was utterly pulverized in this single moment, shattered so thoroughly that not even dust remained. He couldn't accept this reality. His psychological defenses suffered a total collapse.
"Impossible!"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
Frieza broke. Like a lunatic who had lost all reason, he let out meaningless, guttural screeches. Abandoning all technique and form, he flailed his fists wildly and lunged at Goku, who was still hovering amidst the shower of light. His movements were chaotic, leaving his entire body wide open to counters.
Goku watched the incoming Frieza quietly. There was no anger left in his emerald-green eyes, only a trace of profound sorrow. So this was the Emperor who terrorized the universe. In the face of absolute power, after his proudest trump card was torn away, he was no different from a street thug in a brawl. Just as ugly. Just as pathetic.
Goku moved. Holding nothing back, he charged straight into Frieza's wild haymakers.
Bang. The first punch. Goku's right fist smashed precisely into Frieza's right shoulder. The sharp crack of shattering bone echoed through the air as Frieza's right arm was instantly dislocated.
Bang. The second punch. His left fist hammered into Frieza's left wrist. The wrist bent backward at a grotesque angle, the bones completely pulverized.
Frieza let out a blood-curdling scream, but he wasn't even given the chance to retreat. Goku's assault rained down like a torrential storm. Every strike carried the fury of a Saiyan, accurately targeting Frieza's joints.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. The rapid, brutal impacts were enough to make one's scalp crawl. Seven or eight of Frieza's ribs snapped. His kneecaps were kicked into powder. A fierce uppercut completely dislocated his jaw. Purple blood sprayed wildly through the air.
He was beaten so relentlessly he couldn't fight back, tumbling through the air like a deflated ball or a broken ragdoll. He couldn't even manage a scream anymore.
Down below, Akainu and Kaido swallowed hard. This kind of one-sided massacre was far more brutal than simply killing the opponent outright. This was the consequence of provoking a Super Saiyan.
Goku raised both hands high, interlocking his fingers into a massive hammer, and slammed them ruthlessly into Frieza's back.
Boom. Frieza plummeted from the sky like a purple meteorite, smashing heavily into the surface of Planet Namek. The earth wailed once more as a massive crater, hundreds of meters deep, was carved into the ground, sending a plume of dust and smoke into the air.
Goku descended slowly, hovering at the edge of the crater. He looked down imperiously, his golden aura flickering in the wind.
At the bottom of the pit, Frieza lay sprawled among the rubble like a puddle of mud. More than half the bones in his body were broken, and he didn't even have the strength to crawl. Yet, he bit his lip so hard that purple blood dripped down his chin and into the dirt.
He refused to accept this. He was the Emperor of the Universe. How could he lose to a low-class warrior? He would never admit defeat. Even if he had to die, he was dragging someone down with him.
Using the very last ounce of his strength, Frieza violently rolled over. He forced his mangled hands above his head, a blinding red light flaring in his palms. Accompanied by an ear-piercing screech, two purple-edged, circular ki blades rapidly materialized in his grasp.
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