The End of Cooler

Between the two opposing armies, the battlefield lay silent.

Cooler finally completed his transformation, thoroughly unleashing all the power within his body.

Having reached his Final Form, Cooler's physique had expanded, appearing significantly more robust and muscular.

Four horns sprouted from his head, extending backward; his eyes turned red as his pupils vanished; white protective armor plates grew over his shoulders, and two sharp blades extended from his wrists.

"Ho-ho-ho!"

"I have kept you waiting, King Saigao. You are one of the few who have forced This Emperor to use his Final Form. Here, This King shall congratulate you on being fortunate enough to die at the hands of my ultimate state! Are you prepared to meet your end?"

As he finished speaking, a "door" immediately shut over his mouth—a white shell designed to protect his face and jaw.

Having completed his transformation, Cooler was brimming with confidence, convinced that his current strength was more than enough to trample this arrogant little Saiyan monkey before him.

His confidence was, of course, rooted in his strength: in his Final Form, his combat power reached a staggering 2.25 billion!

Finally seeing Cooler's Final Form, Saigao had fulfilled a long-held wish.

In his previous life, he had always thought that the mask covering Cooler's face in this form looked incredibly cool!

The reason he had dragged out this battle, which should have been devoid of suspense, was simply to see it with his own eyes.

Now, that wish was fulfilled.

It was time to bring out his true strength and end this fight.

"Ah, ha!"

Saigao didn't waste a single word of nonsense; he transformed directly into the Full Power Super Saiyan state. He had no masochistic tendencies and certainly didn't enjoy fighting enemies on equal footing!

Although his base form was already more than enough to deal with Cooler, since Cooler had granted him a wish, he would return the favor with the full power of his Super Saiyan form.

After completing the transformation, he beckoned to Cooler with a small wave of his hand, full of provocation!

Swish!

Cooler could no longer endure the humiliation; he couldn't stand Saigao's arrogance, especially that look of utter indifference in his eyes after transforming. His "mask" snapped open again, and he gnashed his teeth, looking as if he had gone completely mad.

"Ahhhhh! You damned wild monkey! I don't care what kind of Super Saiyan you are, go to hell, This Emperor commands it!"

His voice was deafening!

It could be called a roar of pure rage.

Swish!

That "door" slammed shut once more.

With a sharp whistle, Cooler vanished from his spot.

Fueled by his overflowing fury, Cooler, wrapped in a purple aura, appeared before Saigao in the blink of an eye. Unleashing his 2.25 billion combat power without reservation, he hammered his fists into Saigao's small chest like a violent storm.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...

The sound of the collision between 2.25 billion combat power and over 400 billion combat power roared like the thunder of a god, nearly shattering the eardrums of everyone watching from both sides.

Yet, Saigao remained completely motionless from start to finish; a mere two billion combat power couldn't inflict even the slightest damage on him.

Below the battlefield.

The Great Ape Saiyans wore expressions of utter astonishment on their savage faces.

After a few moments, they reacted, their spirits soaring as they began to chatter excitedly.

"Such immense power! The sound of that powerful impact is truly intoxicating!"

"Is this the power of King Saigao's Super Saiyan form? It is truly something to aspire to!"

"We've won! We've definitely won! Hahaha~ King Saigao's energy is more than double that of the enemy!

Hahaha~

King Saigao is simply too powerful!

This is wonderful!"

As for Bardock, the second person capable of transforming into a Super Saiyan, his upward gaze was filled with determination and longing.

Of course, every Saiyan present felt a deep yearning, all of them hungering for the day they, too, could become as powerful as King Saigao!

Meanwhile, inside the spaceship hovering above the battlefield, unlike the high-spirited Saiyans, the soldiers of the Cooler Legion were mostly in despair upon learning that the enemy's combat power exceeded 20 billion while their own King Cooler possessed only 2.25 billion. They looked as if they were mourning the dead, already envisioning the scene of their own slaughter at the hands of the Saiyans.

Only a small fraction of them were secretly relieved.

In the heavy, stifling atmosphere, no one spoke; they had largely lost their will to fight.

With an enemy possessing over 20 billion combat power, there was no way to escape.

Furthermore, the damage to the detection systems had affected the ship's propulsion, and it could currently only barely maintain its balance; any hope of normal interstellar travel was completely out of the question.

On the battlefield.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"How could this damned wild monkey possess such terrifying combat power?"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! This King does not believe it! Die! Die!"

BOOM!

The aura around Cooler surged once more, yet his combat power did not increase by even a fraction; his blind rage merely caused his energy to circulate at a faster rate.

After all, the Frost Demon Race was not like the Saiyans, who could boost their strength through every hysterical roar.

Cooler's roaring was just that—roaring.

It only served to strip him of his reason and render his attacks completely devoid of any technique.

Saigao found it dull. He had let Cooler give him a free massage for half the day, and in the end, the customer wasn't even satisfied before the waiter started trying to kick him out!

Truly boring!

THWIP!

Saigao shaped his right hand into a blade and thrust it forward, slamming it into the left side of Cooler's chest. It pierced straight through, and a moment later, purple blood spurted out along his arm.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

SHING!

Saigao pulled his hand out, shook it off with a look of disgust, and used his ki to cleanse it before looking down at the cornered Cooler.

"King Cooler, you who love to boast, do you have any final words?"

"Pfft! Cough, cough... King Saigao... I beg you... I beg you, spare me... cough, cough!"

Cooler finally snapped out of his rage. With death looming, he cast aside all his pride and began to beg Saigao for mercy.

"I, I beg you, King Saigao... spare my life! Cough, cough... I, I am willing to submit to you... as long as you spare my life! Cough, cough!"

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

Purple blood continued to gush out, but Cooler paid it no mind. He was focused solely on survival, his face devoid of its former high spirits, replaced entirely by a look of pathetic supplication.

There was no trace left of the demeanor of a Cosmic Emperor.

Saigao moved his mind to pull up his Personal Information Panel, quickly used the "Loyalty of the Cooler Legion" item from his [Space], and then tucked the panel away.

He kindly offered Cooler a reminder, saying, "King Cooler, former Cosmic Emperor, before you die, I want to give you a surprise. It's a surprise I'm sure you'll be very willing to see. I hope you can stay calm and keep a level head for a moment."

At the same time, inside the fifteen spaceships hovering above the battlefield, the eyes of every soldier—who had previously been prepared to fight to the death—changed. They no longer looked at Saigao with hostility, and they began to march in an orderly fashion toward the ship hatches.

Before long, the soldiers of the Cooler Legion—oh, no, the Saigao Legion—poured out from the hatches, quickly filling the entire sky in a dense swarm.

"Greetings, King Saigao!"

Hundreds of thousands of warriors shouted in unison, their voices deafening.

"King Cooler, how about it? Is this surprise big enough?" Saigao asked with a chuckle, looking at the panicked Cooler.

"Impossible! Impossible! Cough, cough! This is impossible! Salza... how could you betray this King?"

"SALZA!!! Cough, cough! Get over here—NOW!!! Cough, cough!"

Even with his grievous wounds, Cooler ignored the pain, coughing up large mouthfuls of purple blood while staring fixedly at the sky, using every ounce of his remaining strength to scream for Salza!

However, this time, several breaths passed, and Salza still did not appear before Cooler.

At that moment, Cooler's heart turned to ice.

In the past, Salza had always responded to his every beck and call; if he pointed east, Salza would never dare to head west!

But now, several moments had passed, and he still hadn't appeared!

This reality forced Cooler to believe that Salza and his subordinates, who had once been so obedient, had all defected and pledged their loyalty to the Saiyan!

"NO!!!!!!!"

Cooler let out a scream of extreme resentment, yet it was a sound all too familiar.

At that precise moment, Saigao grabbed Cooler and tossed him high into the empty sky, unleashing a blast.

"SUPER--ENERGY WAVE!"

BOOM!

The massive beam of white and purple energy reached the snarling Cooler in an instant, swallowing him whole.

With that, the curtain fell forever on the life of Cooler, a generation of the Cosmic Emperor who had once reigned supreme across the universe.