Th-their King Frieza.
He... he actually...
A ki blast had struck Frieza head-on, but Baros showed no sign of joy.
Frieza's power level was too high, and his body was not strong enough to maintain his full-power state.
But even in that state, Frieza was not so easy to kill!
Sure enough, when the dust filling the sky dispersed, Frieza was revealed, his face covered in blood. Though his body was riddled with wounds and his aura fluctuated wildly, he was still alive and well.
Although he had expected it, Baros still frowned when he saw that Frieza had merely been injured.
"Damn it, damn it, you damn wild monkey." Frieza stared at Baros with venom in his eyes and let out a shrill roar.
His killing intent boiled over. For the first time in centuries, Frieza was this furious, this desperate to tear someone completely apart.
So close. Just a little closer.
For a moment, he had even thought he would die such a suffocating death.
If the mighty Emperor of the Universe, the Frieza Race's favored prodigy, died before even transforming, then even if Frieza's soul reached Other World, he would surely be furious enough for his soul to scatter.
Glowering venomously at Baros, Frieza gave him no further chance to attack. He released a sphere of purple light and began transforming.
His suddenly skyrocketing power level instantly caused every Scouter on Planet Vegeta to explode.
As Frieza began transforming, an evil aura of destruction suddenly surged through the air.
Baros crossed his arms over his chest and watched with great interest.
Before Frieza transformed, Baros could have interrupted him.
Even now, while Frieza was transforming, Baros might still have had a chance to stop him.
But Baros did not make a move.
His battle-hungry blood had long