Frieza's Transformation (Part 2)

Frieza is incredibly powerful, but he has one quirk: he loves to flaunt his strength in front of others, especially watching their reactions of surprise and despair. This public display of power gives him immense pleasure. Of course, not everyone deserves such a display.

Frieza wouldn't bother with people who were too weak or didn't have enough status. Frieza only cared about those with a power level of over 10,000, who held a high position in the universe and could be considered top fighters.

However, Frieza now wants to demonstrate his strength, not only to intimidate those present, but also to show Roland that he, Frieza, is qualified to cooperate with him.

"Hehehe, Mr. Zarbon, haven't you seen my true power yet? Now you'll have the chance. Be sure to use your Scouter to see it clearly!" Frieza said to Zarbon with a smile, eager to show off his power after so long. Even he himself was looking forward to it.

"I'll be watching closely." Zarbon's eyes shone with anticipation; he had never seen Frieza in any other form.

"Hehe, everyone, please look carefully, and don't be too surprised."

Frieza chuckled, his gaze sweeping over Roland and Sephiria, a slight smile playing on his lips as he began to display his power.

Frieza clenched his fists in front of him, let out a low growl, and his power suddenly surged. Unlike Sephiria Force's Battle Suit, Frieza Legion's Battle Suit did not incorporate precious Blue Xin Stone, so their strength was quite limited.

Soon, as Frieza's power increased, his brown Battle Suit could not withstand the immense force and shattered into small pieces that fell to the ground.

At the same time.

Beep beep beep...

The Scouter in everyone's hands emitted loud beeps, and the energy values representing Frieza's fighting strength displayed on them began to fluctuate rapidly.

53 degrees, 60 degrees, 70 degrees...

Affected by Frieza's power, the entire planet shook violently, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground. The winding fissures spread out and overlapped with the debris from Sephiria and the others' previous battle. Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, the earth cracked open and suddenly dropped, and magma spewed out.

"How... how is this possible! Frieza's power level has already reached 1 million, and... it's still rising!"

A Galaxy Mercenaries's voice trembled as he spoke, his face filled with astonishment. The mercenary who had previously confronted Frieza was particularly pale, cold sweat pouring down his face.

The Galaxy Mercenaries swallowed hard, feeling a wave of fear wash over him. "Frieza didn't kill me with a single blow," he thought.

"It's already 1.2 million! King Frieza actually possesses such high combat power!" Looking Zarbon at the Scouter in his hand, watching the data on it constantly jumping without any sign of stopping, he became excited.

That's incredible! So this is the true power of King Frieza!

"What are you doing?!"

The Lulu the Witch stared at Frieza, who was constantly unleashing his power, and her face darkened instantly, looking extremely displeased. What was wrong with this universe? Why was everyone she encountered transforming? Compared to them, she, who had reached a power level of 2.45 million through her own strength, was suddenly at a disadvantage.

Hateful!

If she could transform, she wouldn't have ended up with only a head. The more Lulu the Witch thought about it, the angrier she became, and a dark aura emanated from her pale pink cheeks.

She is so pitiful.

"Quiet!"

Sephiria tugged at Lulu's white hair, her eyes fixed on Frieza was still unleashing his power.

She had considered attacking Frieza now, but Roland had told her before that Frieza's transformation was less of a transformation and more of a release. Frieza possessed such immense power that he had to change his physical form to compress it. In reality, Frieza's normal state was the abnormal one.

What an enviable situation!

If Sephiria were to attack Frieza now, it's uncertain whether she could even injure him. If she failed and instead provoked Frieza's malice, it would backfire. Suppressing her killing intent, Sephiria slowly approached Roland.

At that moment, accompanied by a burst of white energy, Frieza completed his first transformation.

After unlocking one of his transformations, Frieza's body became more upright, his height suddenly increasing from a little over one meter to more than two and a half meters. He also looked much more mature. The two sharp horns on his head changed from straight to curved and pointed upwards, like two bull horns. His shoulders, the top of his head, and the joints of his arms were covered with purple leather, and his whole body was full of muscles, exuding power.

He looks very young, without the weathered look of King Cold.

"1.6 million power level, three times that of before! So this is what King Frieza looks like after his transformation, he looks exactly like King Cold."

Zarbon's handsome face was filled with astonishment, his voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were burning with desire as he looked at Frieza.

Frieza has always been an invincible being, capable of destroying planets with a wave of his hand. Back then, weren't those arrogant Saiyan wiped out by King Frieza in no time? Although many powerful aliens have appeared on the planet now, in Zarbon's heart, King Frieza remains as powerful as ever.

"Mr. Zarbon, there's no need to be surprised. This is only a small part of my power," Frieza said with a smile.

"This is only a small fraction of the power?"

"Of course, my transformation isn't limited to just this one level."

"Ah!" Zarbon was shocked upon hearing this.

Frieza smiled smugly, wanting to see the astonished expressions on Roland's face, but unfortunately, Roland didn't seem surprised at all.

Frieza clicked his tongue, slightly disappointed.

That makes sense, given that the opponent displayed a combat power of 4.5 million, it's natural that they wouldn't be surprised by their own combat power of 1.6 million.

"I still need to unleash the second transformation," Frieza shook his head, thinking to himself.

Don't be too surprised.

The second form of Frieza's transformation can only be described as ugly, and it looks remarkably like a race from outer space called "Pui," making it Frieza's least favorite form. However, in order to demonstrate his power in front of others, Frieza still decides to continue unleashing his power.

Buzzing.

A suffocating atmosphere filled the air; a chilling energy mingled with the air, creating a sense of impending doom.

Frieza's muscular body bent slightly at the waist, his mouth opened outwards, and the back of his head extended backwards to his back. The white rocky shell behind him also began to bulge backwards, growing out protrusions that looked like sharp horns. In his third form, Frieza's appearance was extremely ugly, his height had increased by another size, and his strength had also increased several times compared to before.

The abundant energy spread with the gale, blowing onto people and instantly making them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, giving rise to a shivering sensation.

The Galaxy Mercenaries stared in disbelief, speechless. Even the Lulu the Witch's eyes widened, the two purple tear tracks under her eyes distorted with shock.

"4.91 million combat power, three times that of before..." Lulu the Witch, bit her lip, her blood-red pupils narrowing.

"As expected of King Frieza!!"

Zarbon's face was filled with fervor, and his voice was brimming with excitement. If he were a female alien, he might have already rushed forward to express his admiration. Frieza's third form wasn't exactly handsome, but his immense power could compensate for his physical shortcomings. In a universe where the strong prey on the weak, power is the foundation of everything, and there are plenty of beautiful and charming aliens willing to attach themselves to the strong.

For extraterrestrials, strength is the most important thing.

Everything else, whether it's justice or evil, is narrow-minded and only relevant to oneself.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure emanating from Frieza, Sephiria's expression turned grim. Frieza's power was indeed not as simple as she had imagined!

"Just how powerful is Frieza?" Sephiria asked.

"Frieza has the ability to transform three times, and he has only used it twice so far." Roland answered telepathically, but did not mention that Frieza's third transformation would be the true and complete release, during which his power would undergo a tremendous change.

Upon hearing this, Sephiria paused for a moment, then pressed her hands firmly against Lulu's head. The powerful pressure made the Lulu the Witch dizzy and caused her to cry out loudly.

"Hehe, everyone, are you scared by my power?"

The grotesque Frieza let out a sharp cry, his back hunched, and he was quite tall.

This was the first time Roland had seen Frieza's transformed form. A terrifying aura swept over, and the pressure collided with the energy on Roland's body. Accompanied by a series of muffled sounds, waves of wild energy spread out in all directions like a tsunami.

At this moment, apart from Roland and Sephiria, whose combat power exceeded 1 million energy points, everyone else on the planet was swaying and barely managing to stay upright and avoid fainting.

Outside the Utu Star System, the Galactic Patrol investigator stared incredulously at the energy displayed on the screen, breaking out in a cold sweat.

In the distant Galactic Center, the Galactic King's eyes bulged out, his expression stiff.

"Frieza's strength is far more terrifying than I imagined! This is a real problem!" The Galactic King paced anxiously, his octopus-tentacle-like arms flailing about. If Frieza joined forces with Sephiria Force, he would have absolutely no way to stop them!

Meanwhile, Dr. Caru, observing the situation in the Utu Star System through a miniature spacecraft Scouter, had a sinister expression on his face, seemingly plotting something.

Utu Star System.

A fierce wind swept through, whipping up yellow sand. After several rounds of energy impacts, the enormous planet had been completely transformed.

In his third form, Frieza laughed and twisted his neck, producing a series of crackling sounds like popping beans.

Everyone around him was completely stunned; he loved seeing that kind of expression on other people's faces.

Roland took a deep breath, steadied himself, and said in a "shocked" tone, "Frieza, your strength is actually no less than mine. I'm afraid even if I wanted to fight you, I wouldn't be able to win easily!"

"Hehe, to tell you the truth, this is only a small part of my power. If I wish, I can continue to increase my power, but my power is simply too great, even I cannot fully control it."

Frieza proudly recounted his power, slapping his tail hard and making a thumping sound.

Roland said with an incredulous expression, "I can't believe it."

Sephiria chimed in, "Even Super Saiyan wouldn't be a match for you."

Frieza laughed heartily, "If a so-called Super Saiyan only has a power level of a few million, then naturally he is no match for me. To be honest, I have no ill intentions towards you. Your Sephiria Force can make up for many of the shortcomings of Frieza Force. I just want to cooperate with you."

Frieza may disdain the weak, Frieza feigned humility towards powerful figures like Zarbon, and display considerable patience towards rare talents like Roland. Of course, this is contingent on Frieza being sensible enough to comply; otherwise, to save face, Roland will likely unleash a devastating attack.

Roland seemed to be pondering, seriously considering it.

Of course, besides being partly an act for Frieza's benefit, this expression also contained an element of serious thought.

First, engaging in a direct conflict with Frieza would be extremely unwise. Even if he were capable of defeating Frieza, it wouldn't seem to benefit him. Secondly, Sephiria Force have just begun cooperating with the Galactic Mercenary Organization; it's inappropriate to clash with others at this time and tarnish their reputation.

Frieza watched with a smile, displaying his power for a moment before returning his body to its normal form.

Frieza, with his small body standing on the ground, stood with his hands behind his back, completely at ease.

He believed that Roland would make a wise choice.

"Mr. Roland, Queen Sephi, I am quite sincere. As long as our two forces cooperate, the entire North Galaxy will be invincible. At that time, my legions will conquer planets and then put them up for auction in your country. We will both get what we want, and your power will also expand, won't it? Our cooperation should be a natural outcome."

"Mr. Frieza is right." Roland looked at Sephiria. "What do you think?"

Sephiria understood what Roland meant: given her own insufficient strength, feigning compliance was the best course of action.

"Yes, but the specific interests need to be clearly defined."

Sephiria pretended to think.

Frieza smiled. "Of course. I will have Mr. Zarbon personally travel to the Planet Sadala to negotiate with you."

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, leave everything to me," Zarbon immediately declared.

"Then come to Planet Sadala, but you're only allowed to bring a small number of your subordinates." Sephiria's cold gaze swept over Zarbon Sephiria a chill run down his spine.

"Queen Sephi is very cautious. Rest assured, I will not interfere with you. I wish us a pleasant cooperation in the future," Frieza clapped his hands and smiled elegantly.

"It's a pleasure doing business with you."

The Galaxy Mercenaries exchanged bewildered glances as Frieza and Roland reached an agreement. They felt uneasy sitting on pins and needles in front of these three powerful figures. They could imagine that with the cooperation between the two forces, the North Galaxy would be transformed. Those Galaxy Mercenaries who had prior knowledge of the situation resolved to be extra careful in the future.

There are far too many hidden, powerful beings in the universe.

Where are you guys?

Roland looked at the more than one hundred Galaxy Mercenaries, who were all quite strong.

"Please allow us to leave. This mission is considered a failure on our part. We still need to go back to the Galaxy Mercenaries headquarters to report the mission." The mercenaries, still shaken, brought up the Galactic Mercenary Organization.

Roland said, "You may leave now. If you are interested in Sephiria Force in the future, you are welcome to do so at any time."

"Yes, yes, we have already witnessed the power of Sephiria Force."

Finally, under the indifferent gazes of Roland and Frieza, these Galaxy Mercenaries felt like they had thorns in their backs, feeling extremely Autonomous State, but they still managed to leave the Utu Star System smoothly.

Roland did not force the other party to join his faction, because it was completely unnecessary. At the same time, this was also to save face for the Galactic Mercenary Galactic Mercenary Organization. After all, Planet Vine, the Sephiria Force, was also a branch of the Galaxy Mercenaries, so he did not want to embarrass the Galactic Mercenary Organization.

Frieza's refusal to act stemmed from utter disdain; as an elegant businessman, he was in a good mood after finalizing a major deal with Roland and his group.