In the distance, Frieza's expression had darkened so much it seemed ready to drip water.
The Ginyu Force had been wiped out.
And right before his eyes, they had been slaughtered like chickens.
"A bunch of trash..."
Frieza looked at the Ginyu Force, annihilated in an instant—especially Captain Ginyu, who had been vaporized before he could even unleash a move. His face was dark enough to drip water.
"Looks like this King will have to act personally."
Frieza slowly rose from his hovering chair.
With that movement, an suffocating, utterly evil and terrifying aura swept across the entire plain like a tsunami!
530,000 battle power!
Planet Namek's ground began to shake violently, while the clouds in the sky were scattered by that aura, revealing the green heavens.
"Such... such terrifying energy!!"
Although Krillin and Gohan had grown stronger as well, they still felt instinctive terror before the pressure of the Emperor of the Universe.
"That's more like it."
Son Goku stood off to the side with his arms folded. Though battle intent burned in his eyes, he was in no hurry to make a move.
"Piccolo, this form is yours."
Goku said.
"It's the perfect chance to test the results of the Grand Elder unlocking your potential."
"Hmph, just what I wanted!"
Piccolo sneered and removed his heavy weighted gear.
Boom!
The equipment hit the ground and smashed out a deep crater.
Piccolo's aura instantly surged, faintly becoming evenly matched with Frieza's first form!
"Oh? A Namekian?"
A trace of surprise flashed through Frieza's eyes.
"I never expected such a weak race as the Namekians to produce an individual with such respectable battle power."
"Enough talk! Die!"
Piccolo shouted as his body shot toward Frieza like lightning.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two clashed fiercely in midair.
To everyone's shock, Frieza,