Reinforcements Descend from the Heavens

Jaco watched Bulma's excited expression and climbed up onto the large rock beside her.

He scratched his head, his face full of curiosity as he asked Bulma:

"Miss Bulma, who exactly did you just contact?"

Bulma glanced at Jaco, her face filled with a smug look:

"Hmph, it'll scare you to death if I tell you."

"That was Lord Whis the Angel, Lord Beerus the God of Destruction, and Lord Lin Fan!"

Upon hearing these names, Jaco's eyes went round as saucers.

His mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg, and he hurriedly pulled a camera from his chest pocket.

He looked at Bulma with a face full of anticipation:

"Lord Angel and Lord God of Destruction?"

"Is that for real?"

"Miss Bulma, when they arrive, could you help me take a group photo?"

"I'd be able to brag about this for the rest of my life!"

Bulma rolled her eyes at Jaco, but still nodded:

"Fine, fine. We'll see how you behave later; just don't embarrass me."

Jaco immediately nodded repeatedly in excitement.

He gripped his camera tightly, his eyes fixed on the sky without blinking.

On the other side, Frieza listened to Bulma's shouts.

The smile on his face gradually faded, and he turned his head toward Bulma's direction.

His eyes were filled with nothing but disdain:

"An Angel? A God of Destruction?"

"They are nothing but ethereal myths; you dare use them to try and frighten me?"

Frieza sneered.

He turned his gaze back to Son Gohan, watching him kneeling on the ground, covered in blood.

His mood instantly brightened again:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how truly pathetic."

"Do you still have the strength to listen to your companion calling for help?"

"Unfortunately, they cannot save you."

A purple light lit up on Frieza's finger once again.

He aimed it at Son Gohan's palm.

With a hiss, a beam shot out, precisely piercing through Son Gohan's hand.

"Ugh!"

Son Gohan let out a suppressed groan.

Cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes, and the intense pain made his consciousness blur even further.

But he still gritted his teeth, using his remaining strength to crawl up from the ground, inch by inch.

His body swayed, nearly falling over again.

He stared fixedly at Frieza, his eyes filled with regret:

"Damn it! I haven't trained in too long."

"My body has rusted; I can't even transform into a Super Saiyan 2."

"Otherwise, how could I have been beaten into such a state by you!"

Son Gohan's voice was weak, yet filled with unwillingness.

Frieza was stunned for a moment to see that Son Gohan could still stand.

Then, he let out an even more arrogant laugh:

"Hahaha! Super Saiyan 2?"

"Do you really think you still have a chance to transform?"

"Regretful? It's too late!"

"From the moment you turned into a Super Saiyan, your fate was sealed!"

Frieza's gaze turned abruptly cold.

The purple light at his fingertip grew even more intense.

He slowly raised his hand, aiming it at Son Gohan's head:

"Game over."

"Son Gohan, go to hell!"

A purple beam of light shot out instantly, moving at an extreme speed.

Son Gohan no longer had any strength left to dodge, nor any strength to defend.

He could only watch helplessly as the beam shot toward him.

Despair instantly shrouded his heart.

"Gohan!"

Piccolo and Krillin let out heart-wrenching screams at the same time.

The two of them no longer cared about Son Gohan's instructions.

Exhausting all their strength, they rushed toward Son Gohan.

But their speed was, in the end, still too slow.

The beam was less than a meter away from Son Gohan's head.

Just at this critical moment.

A brilliant radiance suddenly descended from the sky.

Like a shooting star, it instantly blocked the path in front of Son Gohan.

With a boom, the beam struck the radiance and instantly dissipated without a trace.

The dust and smoke slowly cleared.

Five figures appeared in everyone's line of sight.

They were none other than Whis, Son Goku, Vegeta, Beerus, and Lin Fan.

Son Goku looked at the blood-covered Son Gohan.

Then he looked at the arrogant Frieza.

His eyes widened instantly, his face full of shock:

"Frieza!"

"Aren't you already dead?"

"How are you here?"

"What did you do to Gohan!"

Vegeta narrowed his eyes as he looked at Frieza.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with excitement:

"Frieza, I didn't expect you to dare show yourself."

"Perfect, I haven't settled our score from last time yet!"

Upon hearing the voices of Son Goku and Vegeta, Frieza was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, his expression turned incredibly gloomy.

He had not expected Son Goku and Vegeta to actually come.

Rage surged into his heart instantly:

"Son Goku! Vegeta!"

"It's you two again! Ruining my plans!"

Before Frieza's voice had even faded.

His gaze suddenly fell upon Beerus.

When he saw Beerus's appearance clearly, his face turned deathly pale in an instant.

His arrogant aura vanished without a trace.

He hurriedly lowered his head, his tone becoming incredibly respectful:

"Lord Beerus!"

"Why are you here?"

"Aren't you supposed to be in a deep slumber?"

"Could it be that you have come to stop me?"

Frieza's heart was filled with trepidation.

He knew very well the terror of the God of Destruction.

In front of Beerus, he didn't even count as an ant.

Beerus glanced at Frieza, his eyes filled with impatience.

He didn't pay any attention to Frieza at all.

Instead, he walked straight in the direction of Bulma.

He kept muttering to himself:

"Super Strawberry Sundae."

"That woman Bulma, she shouldn't be lying to me, right?"

Bulma saw Beerus walking toward her.

She hurriedly jumped down from the large rock.

Holding the box high in her hands, her face was full of fawning smiles:

"Lord Beerus! You've arrived!"

"Look, the Super Strawberry Sundae, I prepared it especially for you!"

"It's even still frozen!"

Beerus's eyes lit up instantly.

His pace quickened by a few notches.

Jaco stood on the large rock, watching the scene before him.

His eyes went round as saucers, and the camera in his hands nearly dropped to the ground.

He hurriedly raised the camera, his hands trembling with excitement:

"Snap it! I must snap it!"

"The God of Destruction, the Angel!"

"This is a massive score!"

Frieza watched Beerus's back.

Confirming that Beerus was not here to stop him, he let out a sigh of relief.

He turned his head to look at Son Goku and Vegeta, a flicker of killing intent flashing through his eyes once more.

However, his gaze quickly landed on Lin Fan.

Looking at Lin Fan's silver-white hair and that formidable appearance, Frieza's brows furrowed slightly, but he soon dismissed it:

"No matter who you are, as long as you don't get in my way, it has nothing to do with me."

"Son Goku, Vegeta."

"Today, I will definitely kill Son Gohan, and no one can stop me!"