"Orochi? Who was that?" Orochi asked, glancing over Su Huanzhen and the others.
To his senses, they were fairly strong—stronger even than many of the fighters in the King of Fighters world—but... they were still insects.
Frieza, meanwhile, turned his head and looked at Su Huanzhen curiously. "What did you say? You want me to surrender without a fight?"
After saying that, he laughed himself. "Puhahahahaha... You idiot, who do you think I am? I am the Emperor of the Universe, Lord Frie—"
Before he could finish, a terrifying aura suddenly emerged. Dark clouds swirled across the sky as a black demonic figure descended, freezing space itself in that instant.
Frieza did not have a scouter right now. If he had, it surely would have exploded with a bang.
"Hm?" The Emperor of the Universe's expression turned grave once more. His tiny red pupils focused on the area behind Su Huanzhen and the others.
At that moment, roughly twenty elite Pili World innate masters stood over ten meters behind Su Huanzhen, including top experts such as Proud Smile Amidst the Dust.
And several hundred meters farther back, one could see... a black figure gracefully descending from a rift in the sky.
"Ho~" Once Frieza's gaze landed on Abandoned Heaven Emperor, he could no longer look away. "So you've finally appeared... someone with a combat power in the eight digits..."
At the same time, Orochi's eyes turned exceedingly grave. He sensed an aura similar to his own from the other party, yet upon closer examination, it was different.
An aggregate of wills... No, there are many differences?
Gods such as planetary wills were often difficult to define, and the gods of each world differed from one another.
For example, Hades of the Saint Seiya World had nothing to do with things