"Who are you?" Golden Frieza's face darkened. He was not even dead yet, and an impostor had already appeared. Was this guy taking Frieza, the Emperor of the Universe, too lightly?
"You're actually this pathetic against such trash!" Frieza One did not answer directly. As he strolled toward Golden Frieza, he glanced at the wary Vegeta, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain.
34 points of Divine Power and 39 points of Divine Power.
Before Frieza One's 1,000 points of Divine Power, whether it was Super Saiyan Blue Vegeta or Golden Frieza, both were pitifully weak trash—the kind he could crush with a single finger.
Wary?
If he wanted to kill trash like this, it would not matter how wary they were.
However, Frieza One had no intention of killing Vegeta. His target was Golden Frieza; Baros had given that order long ago.
Chapter 62: Vegeta Treated Like Air
What Frieza One had not expected, however, was this.
His undisguised disdain and superiority, his contemptuous gaze and bearing, viciously provoked Vegeta's fragile pride and arrogant heart. It made him feel as though he had returned to the days when Frieza had ruled and controlled him.
"Bastard! Who are you calling trash?"
Vegeta furiously threw a punch at that hateful face.
That strike carried all the power of his Super Saiyan Blue. Anyone below the divine level would likely have been turned into a cloud of blood by that single punch.
Bang!!
The sound of metal clashing rang out from Frieza One's back.
"W-what?" Vegeta froze in the posture of his punch. Even Kakarot would not have dared to arrogantly let him land that attack directly on his body.
But...
Feeling his fist pull away from that cold body, Vegeta realized that Frieza One had not cared at all about the