Deep in the smoke, blue light flickered intermittently.
Bardock half-knelt on the scorched earth.
Battle Suit was largely torn apart, leaving only a few strands of cloth remaining around the waist.
His body was covered with burns and lacerations.
There is only a thin layer of blue Aura left, which flickers on and off when attached to the skin.
The blue color of his hair is fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Frieza came out of the smoke.
His condition was equally miserable.
Most of the golden armor on the chest and arms was broken into pieces, and purple blood continued to seep out along the cracks.
His chest rose and fell violently.
The luster on the surface of the golden armor is also losing rapidly.
But the pace remains steady.
Frieza walked up to Bardock and looked down at the figure half kneeling on the ground.
"It's reached its limit."
Frieza spoke with mockery.
"Blue hair does give you the right to be close to me, but that's it."
"Your body can't keep up with this force. It won't last long."
Frieza raised his right index finger. The purple Death Beam condensed on the fingertip again.
"This scene has almost come to an end."
Bardock raised his head.
The golden reflection of Frieza is reflected in the blue pupils.
His throat was filled with the smell of blood, and he swallowed it back forcefully.
"It's... not over yet."
Frieza The light beam at the fingertips expanded rapidly.
Bardock suddenly accelerated.
The blue figure squeezed out the last bit of information and rushed towards Frieza at full speed.
Frieza instantly shot out Death Beam.
The purple light beam mercilessly penetrated Bardock's shoulders.
Blood mist exploded in mid-air.
Bardock No pause.
His right fist, carrying the last bit of blue Aura in his body, passed through the smoke of the beam and hit Frieza's face.
This punch hit right in the face.
Frieza's head suddenly tilted back, and his neck bent into a terrifying arc.
The golden armor cracked outward from the face, and the fragments spun and scattered in the air.
Frieza's body flew backwards.
Bardock's blue Aura was also completely extinguished after this punch.
The hair faded from azure blue to pure black.
His body lost all support, his knees bent, and he fell heavily to the ground.
Two people fell from opposite directions.
Frieza hit the scorched earth in the distance and rolled continuously before stopping.
The golden form began to disintegrate, leaving only sporadic residual light flickering on and off the body surface.
Bardock fell face down into the soil, unable to move at all.
Krillin nodded slightly.
Almost there.
He crossed the space and appeared directly between the two people.
Krillin placed his left hand on the back of Bardock. Gentle golden warmth was injected into the body.
The injury no longer worsened, and Bardock regained some consciousness.
Krillin's right hand stretches out in the direction of Frieza, and presses down with five fingers.
Frieza is struggling to get up from the ground.
Then he found that he couldn't move.
An invisible heavy pressure hit his hood, knocking him back into the dirt.
The muscles, bones, and tail were all suppressed so that they could not move at all.
Frieza's head is the only part that can still rotate.
He twisted his neck suddenly, his face wrapped in the residual light full of unwillingness.
"Let me go, my king! This battle is not over yet!"
"It's over." Krillin interrupted quietly.
He took away the hand that was pressing on Bardock's back and patted it casually.
Bardock gritted his teeth and forced half of his body up from the ground.
"I can still fight."
"You can't even stand up."
Krillin stood up and scanned the devastated battlefield.
Goku rushed over from a distance.
"Father!"
Goku rushed to Bardock and held his shoulders.
"Are you okay? You were so awesome just now! I was stunned by that blue transformation!"
Bardock glanced at Goku.
This kid smiled so defenselessly, as if the devastating battle just now was just a Martial Arts Tournament sparring match.
"Stop laughing and help me up."
Goku happily put Bardock up.
Gine ran after him.
She stopped in front of the two of them, put the back of her hand heavily on her eyelids and wiped it.
"Just stay alive."
She didn't say much.
The palm of his hand gently rested on Bardock's forearm, and his fingertips tightened inadvertently.
Bardock glanced down at the hand but did not move it away.
"Bald, let me go."
The gloomy voice of Frieza came from the distance.
"Okay, let you go." Krillin happily removed the invisible restraints.
Frieza stood up from the ground, shaking off the dust and gravel from his body.
His injuries were quite serious.
There is a deep pit left by Bardock on his chest, his cheeks are swollen, and the blood at the corner of his mouth has condensed into dark purple.
But he still stood upright.
"You have been using me from the beginning to the end."
Frieza's voice is cold.
"Resurrection me, make a wish to make me grow taller, and arrange for another Saiyan to fight with me."
Frieza's eyes moved from Bardock to Goku, and finally landed on Krillin.
"You calculated everything from the beginning and let that Low-Class Warrior break through in the battle."
"My lord, am I your whetstone?"
Krillin is very calm.
"What if?"
Frieza's facial muscles twitched.
Krillin smiled.
"It's unfair for you to say that. You didn't suffer any loss yourself, right?"
"My physical body has recovered. I came out from Hell and grew five centimeters taller."
"We had a good fight, which further verified Golden Frieza form's actual combat capabilities."
Krillin raised his index finger and took inventory one by one.
"What do you think is the shortcoming?"
Frieza fell silent.
He could think of no reason to refute.
But the humiliating feeling of being manipulated and plotted from beginning to end is like a fish bone that sticks in the throat and cannot be swallowed.
"My Majesty, I don't even bother settling these small accounts with you."
Frieza tilted his head too far.
"But next time, my opponent must at least be Goku or Vegeta."
"Low-Class Warrior An opponent of this level is not worthy of my status as the king."
Bardock, who was being supported by Goku in the distance, let out a cold snort from his throat.
"I'll kill you next time."
Frieza turned his head and glanced at the bloody Saiyan from the corner of his eye.
He saw those sharp eyes that were exactly the same as Goku.
Frieza rarely did not mock out loud.
He did take the last punch.
"Anyway, about your range of activities after Resurrection." Krillin raised his right hand and spread his fingers.
"First, you can move freely and practice freely. The universe is huge, you can stay wherever you want."
"Second, you can challenge any Saiyan present. They will never refuse, especially Goku and Vegeta."
Goku answered loudly from behind, "No problem! I'm always with you!"
Frieza didn't even look at him.
"Third."
Krillin put away his fingers and spoke calmly.
"No massacre, no destruction of civilization, no destruction of inhabited planets."
The corners of Frieza's mouth turned up slightly, as if he heard something funny.
"You are not allowed to recreate the Frieza Force set."
The upturned arc has solidified.
Frieza The flash of cold light in his eyes is more honest than any words.