Near-Earth space of Planet Vegeta.
After Kairos unleashed a devastating ultimate attack that wiped out all of Frieza's subordinates, the turmoil gradually subsided.
Once all the dust had settled, Frieza's battered figure came into view.
How could he possibly maintain the lofty demeanor he had shown at the start now?
His personal hover chair had been reduced to fragments. Even he himself would have been completely swallowed by that overwhelming tide of energy if he had not reacted in that instant and raised a protective barrier.
At this moment, Frieza felt searing pain coursing through his body. His teeth chattered, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
As the Galactic Emperor!
When had Frieza ever been so miserable?!
From the day he was born until now, aside from his father King Cold and his elder brother Cooler, who had ever managed to hurt him?
God of Destruction Beerus excluded!
"Dammit! You damn brat!!!"
Bloodshot eyes filled with fury, Frieza glared venomously at Kairos in front of him, wishing he could skin him alive and grind his bones to dust, yet he did not dare act rashly.
He was angry, but he was not stupid.
Frieza glanced around at the surrounding space and confirmed that none of his subordinates had survived. Killing intent erupted from his body, and his power surged with it, fully revealing his 530,000 battle power.
He was already somewhat afraid that something might happen to him.
He had also secretly loosened the seal within his body. If he proved no match, he would need to transform and unleash his power.
However, having maintained his initial form for so many years, he had not transformed in a very, very long time.
Even if faced with a desperate situation, he could not complete the transition instantly. He needed a little time.