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Chapter 45 -  Frieza’s Final Form

"Bang!"

Goku launched an uppercut that slammed straight into Frieza's chin, sending him flipping through the air.

Immediately after, Goku followed up with a gorgeous side kick, striking Frieza squarely in the chest.

"Boom!"

Frieza crashed into the ground, rolling more than a dozen times before finally coming to a stop.

"Pfft…"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body trembling.

Impossible…

Frieza struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his expression grew darker by the second.

My second form… can't even beat Super Saiyan Goku?

He forced himself to calm down.

I remember now.

A Super Saiyan transformation boosts power by about fifty times.

My second form only doubles my strength at most.

Goku's base form is about the same as my first form.

So of course I can't beat him after he transforms.

After figuring this out, Frieza's face turned icy cold.

"Frieza, hurry up and show your real form," Goku said calmly.

"Hmph. You'll regret this, Son Goku!" Frieza snarled, grinding his teeth.

Without hesitation, his body shifted again, transforming directly into his final form.

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura erupted from Frieza's body.

His vast energy exploded outward, spreading wildly across Namek.

Sensing that overwhelming presence, Krillin and the others were stunned once again, their faces filled with horror.

"He changed again! Is that his final form?" Krillin shouted.

"He looks smaller now," Yamcha sighed. "This really proves you can't judge power by appearances."

"This is bad!" Tien said gravely. "Judging by his aura, Frieza's stronger than Goku now!"

"Dad will win!" Gohan clenched his fists, his eyes full of determination.

On Namek, Piccolo's face turned pale as he sensed Frieza's power, cold sweat pouring down.

So this is his true strength?

How can he be this strong?

Piccolo stared into the distance, his expression shifting repeatedly.

Then he noticed Zarbon, Dodoria, and the rest of Frieza's subordinates nearby.

Their eyes met briefly.

Zarbon and Dodoria quickly looked away and huddled together, whispering.

"That guy's a Namekian. If we catch him, we might get information about the Dragon Balls," Dodoria suggested.

"Don't be stupid!" Zarbon shook his head hard. "He's friends with the Super Saiyan. If we grab him and Frieza loses, we'll be beaten to death!"

"You're right… so we just ignore him?" Dodoria asked.

"Let's get out of here," Zarbon said. "We'll pretend to search for Dragon Balls."

"Good idea," Dodoria nodded, then ordered their men, "Split up and search!"

"Yes!"

Frieza's subordinates scattered, searching for Dragon Balls that didn't even exist.

Zarbon and Dodoria flew off in another direction and hid, with no intention of searching seriously.

There wasn't even anyone left on this planet—where would they find Dragon Balls?

It was like searching for a needle in the ocean.

Better to wait until the battle ended.

Otherwise, even if they found them, the Super Saiyan would wipe them out anyway.

"Son Goku, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!" Frieza sneered, his energy rising again.

Feeling that immense pressure, Goku was genuinely shocked.

Frieza… how did he do this?

In just one month, his power has surpassed even my Super Saiyan form.

"I've calculated it," Frieza said smugly. "Even if you're a Super Saiyan, I only need fifty percent of my power to turn you into cosmic dust."

He grinned proudly.

"But you're lucky. I'm not planning to kill you yet. If I kill you, life will be boring."

Goku fell silent.

He carefully sensed Frieza's power, his expression growing serious.

He could clearly feel it.

In his final form, Frieza's energy was far beyond Super Saiyan.

"I'm so happy," Frieza spread his arms and laughed coldly. "My revenge has finally arrived!"

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, he vanished and appeared right in front of Goku.

"Bang!"

Frieza drove his elbow straight into Goku's face.

Goku staggered backward several steps, barely steadying himself.

He rubbed his nose, grimacing.

"Ow, ow… Frieza, you're really not holding back at all."

"Hmph." Frieza smiled wider.

He suddenly swept Goku's legs.

Goku fell backward.

Before he hit the ground, Frieza's tail wrapped tightly around his neck.

"Bang!"

Frieza smashed a fist into Goku's chest.

Goku dropped to his knees, clutching his chest, his golden aura flickering.

"How is it, Super Saiyan Son Goku?" Frieza sneered.

"Isn't the legendary Super Saiyan supposed to be the strongest warrior in the universe? I don't see anything special!"

Goku rubbed his chest and slowly stood up.

"Hohohoho! Son Goku! Surprised?" Frieza laughed wildly.

"Even though this isn't exactly how I imagined it, beating you up like this is already satisfying enough!"

"Don't worry. Once you can't move anymore, I'll go to Earth and kill that bald guy!"

"Frieza, you won't succeed," Goku said calmly with a faint smile. "You should stop while you can."

"Hohohoho! Is that all you've got to say?" Frieza roared with laughter.

"I, Frieza, do whatever I want! I'll kill that bald man, and I'll destroy Earth too!"

"Then your son will die as well, right?"

"Hohohoho! What can you do about it?"

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