Venting His Unnamed Fury

Frieza sensed Dodoria's ki, but found it far too weak to detect.

With no other choice, Frieza set his sights on King Cold. This time, he found him quickly.

Whoosh~

Frieza vanished from Ice Planet and reappeared aboard King Cold's spaceship.

King Cold jumped at the sudden appearance of his adopted son.

He hadn't sensed how Frieza had appeared at all. He'd simply materialized out of thin air.

It was astonishing!

"Frieza, is that some kind of magic?"

King Cold was surprised by Frieza's sudden appearance, but he was stronger than his son, so he had nothing to worry about.

What he didn't know was that Frieza had deliberately suppressed his ki to below 100 million so as not to draw attention. He wanted to keep King Cold off guard.

The Frost Demon Race was so powerful that suppressing one's battle power was perfectly normal. King Cold didn't suspect a thing.

"I heard you're collecting Dragon Balls?"

After speaking, Frieza glanced around and spotted six Dragon Balls in a corner of the ship. They were the same size as the ones he'd seen before.

He had the two-star through seven-star balls. Only the last one, held by the Grand Elder, was missing.

Phew. As long as nothing had happened to the Grand Elder, Frieza wouldn't be completely ungrateful.

Not that he cared. Frieza already had plenty of terrible things said about him, and one more wouldn't make a difference.

But this was something he had to do himself!

King Cold would do it, then Frieza would take the blame?

Dream on!

"Frieza! Your father is about to gain eternal life, and I have your subordinate to thank for that!"

"The detector picked up your subordinate Vegeta's battle power earlier. It seems that Saiyan Monkey doesn't regard you as the one he's absolutely loyal to!"

King Cold sipped his red wine with an air of great refinement.

A five-man squad stood aboard the ship as well: King Cold's trump card, the Cold Force.

Even the weakest among them could crush Captain Ginyu, while the strongest had reached three million in battle power!

But to Frieza, that level of strength was no different from a bunch of weaklings.

"Do you know what? You did the very thing I was planning to do! That really pisses me off!"

Frieza's attitude was downright hostile, which infuriated the five members of the Cold Force.

They knew they could swagger around the universe and look down on most people.

But Frieza was definitely not one of them!

If Frieza were still the baby in a hovercar, the Cold Force's leader might have had reason to look down on him.

But now—

Huh?

Why was the sky green today?

"Frieza, perhaps you've forgotten that I'm your father!"

King Cold still wore his gentlemanly air. Only he knew how angry he really was.

"In name only! The blood of the Frost Demon Race has never been above freezing!"

"Besides, don't you always think about killing Cooler? Does that mean he isn't your son?"

Creak... creak...

Frieza strode toward King Cold, casually drawing a glass of red wine over from the bar.

"Frieza, what are you planning? You know my battle power far exceeds yours!"

King Cold still hadn't grasped how serious the situation was. No wonder he'd been the one Future Trunks killed before he could even transform.

"Oh ho ho ho! You really are a fool!"

"Ha!!"

Frieza's ki suddenly surged, and the violent pressure sent the five members of the Cold Force tumbling into the ship's hull.

The ship was highly advanced and exceptionally sturdy.

Unfortunately, it still couldn't withstand the energy spilling out as Frieza unleashed his power.

Pfft, pfft, pfft...

The stronger fighters aboard were blasted out of the ship by the force, leaving five gaping holes behind.

The rest were trash who relied on advanced weapons. They couldn't withstand the pressure and exploded on the spot, without even a chance to scream.

Pfft!

King Cold looked down. A purple energy blade had pierced through his chest.

"Ugh..."

The pain forced King Cold to spit out a mouthful of blood. As soon as it hit the floor, it had already turned to ice.

That showed just how low the Frost Demon Race's blood temperature was.

The sight only made Frieza more irritated!

Even if Shenron could give him the gender he wanted, his partner wouldn't be able to endure that low temperature!

"I'm already starting to miss you!"

"Oh ho ho ho!"

Frieza put more strength into his hand and swung the purple energy blade rapidly, slicing King Cold into countless pieces in an instant.

Whether by accident or design, he left King Cold's head intact.

"Frieza!!!"

But all that answered him was Frieza's purple energy blast.

King Cold was obliterated by the beam as it shot into the sky. Its tremendous heat left not a single cell behind!

Even after all that, Frieza still couldn't quell the fury inside him.

His blood-red eyes fired five Death Beams, each aimed at one of the Cold Force's five surviving members who had fled across the ship.

"You didn't have to die. But you ran away!"

The five members of the Cold Force cursed him out.

"I wasn't running! You were the one who blasted us away!"

"What the hell did we ever do to you? Killing your own father wasn't enough—you had to come after us nobodies too?"

"Please, no!"

Boom! × 5

The world fell silent.

Phew!

The wineglass in Frieza's left hand hadn't suffered so much as a scratch. He downed the drink in one go.

That felt damn good!

Sure enough, the best way to vent your anger was to destroy things. Should he destroy Namek too, while he was at it?

No, better not. This was where Son Goku would undergo his transformation in the Dragon Ball World.

Super Saiyan! Golden hair, emerald eyes, that fierce gaze and arrogant air that looked down on everything.

My childhood idol!

But now that I'm this strong, it looks like I could easily beat the crap out of them!

Right, Slug should be awake by now too. His battle power was a little low, but he could still make a good stepping stone for Son Goku.

No sooner said than done.

So when Dodoria arrived at the ship in high spirits, dragging Vegeta along like a dead dog with Zarbon, Frieza had vanished once again.

"Oh, King Frieza! Please don't abandon your most loyal servant again!"

Dodoria was miserable—more miserable than if he'd eaten bitter herbs!

Feeling abandoned by Frieza once again, he burst into tears.

It was disgusting enough to make Zarbon feel sick!

Bang!

Zarbon kicked Dodoria's fat body.

"Get lost!"

The pink ball of flesh shot through the ship and flew away!

"Zarbon! When King Frieza comes back, I'll show you what I can do!"

Zarbon spat out a mouthful of phlegm.

"Pah! You worthless toady!"

Just then, someone appeared right in the path of the flying glob of phlegm!