Surrounded Again, This Time
Frieza's face, twisted by madness, froze completely.
An unprecedented, extreme sense of embarrassment and shock instantly swallowed him whole.
It was like declaring at the top of your lungs, before a massive crowd, that you were going to destroy everything.
Only in the end...
You had merely let out a silent, useless fart on the surface of the planet.
"How..."
"How could this happen?"
Frieza's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with incredulous horror.
He stared fixedly at his own hands, muttering involuntarily.
"This is impossible!"
"I've destroyed countless planets!"
"A tiny planet like Earth..."
"With the full-force destructive energy I just unleashed, drilling straight down to the core..."
"I should have been able to detonate the entire planet's core in an instant!"
Frieza shook his head in near collapse, his mind a complete mess.
"Why did nothing happen?"
"What the hell is this planet made of?"
"Could this damn Earth really be harder than the toughest material in the universe?!"
No matter how hard Frieza thought about it, he could not understand.
His proud final trump card, meant to take everyone down with him, had turned into a nauseating clown show before this bizarre Earth.
At that moment.
Jiren, standing directly in front of him.
His towering, iron-clad body remained firmly in place.
Jiren's grayish-white face still wore that utterly impassive poker expression.
Although Jiren himself did not quite understand why this planet had remained completely intact after enduring such a level of destructive energy.
Still.
That did not prevent him from seeing through the weakness and misery of the Emperor of the Universe before him.
Clearly.
This man who had tried to drag everyone down with him had now become nothing more than a clown.
A deep trace of contempt flashed through Jiren's profound