Fear Etched Deepest in the Genes

Urged on by Vegeta's cold words, Frieza no longer hesitated and began his transformation into his final form.

Compared to his second and third forms, the aura erupting from Frieza was significantly more terrifying.

The invisible pressure swept across the heavens and earth, and as that absolutely horrific power surged forth, the space surrounding Frieza seemed to radiate tangible, dreadful energy.

"Yes! That's it! Frieza, you should have transformed long ago." With the corners of his mouth curled upward, Vegeta's expression revealed a hint of urgency.

This increase was at least ten times his previous level!

In other words, even before the transformation was fully complete, Frieza's combat power had already reached at least 30 million!

That was thirty million!

With his current base combat power, he was no longer a match for Frieza at all.

As the pressure of the aura grew stronger, a cathartic roar erupted from Frieza's throat.

His third-form body did not continue to grow as it had during previous transformations; instead, it began to shrink and undergo a complete metamorphosis...

The power became increasingly terrifying, eventually forming a golden sphere of light that enveloped his body, expanding until it covered nearly half the island.

A storm surged into the sky, swirling like a tornado.

Even Vegeta found it difficult to withstand, forced back by this momentum until he barely managed to steady himself at the edge of the island.

The world turned dark; due to the influence of Frieza's power, light was blocked out from the planet and could not shine down.

This sight was incredibly shocking, like the arrival of the apocalypse, with immense visual impact.

Vegeta fully activated his aura sensing, coordinating it with his mental power to probe Frieza's entire transformation process.

Time ticked away bit by bit. In fact, during this process, Vegeta heard the voice of North Kai transmitted to him, hoping he would intervene, but he chose to ignore it entirely.

North Kai hoped he would take the opportunity to strike now and finish Frieza in seconds.

Vegeta could indeed do so easily, but honestly, even if he waited for Frieza to complete his final transformation, he could still crush him with ease.

Why would he bother doing such a thing?

Giving Frieza enough time to complete his final transformation and unleash his full strength, only to crush him and kill him under those circumstances—that was what he wanted.

"Hurry up. It takes so long just to transform; if it were anyone else, they wouldn't have been able to resist attacking," Vegeta said with disdain.

The transformation process was simply too slow. No wonder the original work gave the Z Fighters enough time to recover and even allowed the original Vegeta to complete a near-death resurrection.

If he could transform in an instant like in the later stages, the result would likely have been different.

Of course, it was precisely because he was defeated and killed that the Super-era Frieza would work hard to cultivate after his resurrection, overcoming many flaws and, with years of accumulation, reaching even higher forms.

Frankly, it was because Vegeta realized these issues with the transformation that he had stalled for three days before coming to seek revenge on Frieza.

If one couldn't even manage an instant transformation, being interrupted or killed during the process would leave one with nowhere to cry.

After a full two or three minutes, Vegeta clearly sensed something.

As the golden sphere of light shattered and dissipated, the entire world returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened.

The only difference was that after the thick smoke cleared, Frieza's figure appeared—no longer the alien shape of his third form, but the sleek, clown-like appearance of his final form.

"Finally finished? Heh heh heh!" Muttering to himself, Vegeta secretly mobilized the power hidden within his body.

The Super Saiyan energy pool had already been activated, and Vegeta could transform at any moment.

"Ho ho ho! To remain this calm even now, little Vegeta, you have truly grown..." Frieza stretched his limbs, getting accustomed to his most perfect final form.

While adjusting, he continued, "Come to think of it, your combat power exceeding three million is truly surprising to this seat. Can you tell me now how you became so strong?"

The boost in strength brought by the final form transformation was dozens of times greater.

This metamorphosis was not something that could be compared to the doubling of strength in the second and third forms.

Hearing Frieza's words, Vegeta replied indifferently, "Want to know? Didn't you already guess it before? Or are you unwilling to believe it?"

"Do you mean to say that you have truly become a Super Saiyan now?" A playful, murderous intent flickered in Frieza's eyes.

That invisible killing intent seemed capable of taking lives; looking into his eyes felt like falling into an abyss.

"If a Super Saiyan is only this weak, then I am truly a bit disappointed. Or do you still have hidden power you haven't used?" Frieza stepped forward, appearing and disappearing; his speed was so fast that even the current Vegeta could barely track him completely.

In just a few seconds, he had crossed the distance between them and stood right in front of Vegeta.

[So, this is the feeling the original had when facing the final-form Frieza after reaching 2.5 million combat power?! Despite being excited by the power boost from the near-death resurrection, he couldn't be sure he could truly defeat Frieza. His words were aggressive, but his heart felt the exact opposite.] Vegeta sighed inwardly.

A hollow sense of strength, facing Frieza's absolute deterrence—without a stronger power as a guarantee, a simple exchange of blows would result in being completely crushed.

He took a deep breath and cast the distracting thoughts out of his mind.

He was not the original Vegeta, so he would not truly feel fear toward Frieza.

At most, it was just a sigh of sentiment.

"Oh? Why did you stop talking? Little Vegeta, your expression is quite different from before; it seems you are frightened by the power this seat now possesses." Frieza pinched his chin with one hand, feigning a look of scrutiny.

Seeing this, Vegeta curled his lip in disdain.

"Starting to bluster already? Have you forgotten the lesson from before?" As Vegeta spoke, he clenched his fists, bent his arms, and a raging golden aura ignited around his body.

His aura climbed rapidly, Saiyan energy surging violently.

Frieza had already reached his final form, so there was no need for him to hold back any longer.

"Watch closely, Frieza. Now, I will show you the form of a Super Saiyan!!" As the words fell, Vegeta let out a thunderous roar.

In an instant, a golden aura erupted completely, transforming into a terrifying hurricane that swept across the world.

Frieza, who had been maintaining a spectator's posture, was forced back by the sheer force of this presence. Not only did his expression change drastically, but his eyes betrayed a look of utter disbelief.

Golden hair and green eyes...

The fear carved into the deepest parts of his genes was awakening...