Frieza, Death! (Seek follow-up reading)

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!! How could This King be defeated by a wild monkey like you!!" Frieza roared at the top of his lungs.

He exerted every ounce of his power to resist, but despite his efforts, he could barely hold his ground.

At this point, he finally felt the sting of despair, realizing that his own arrogance had blinded him to the possibility of such a situation.

If he had reacted the moment it began, he could have dodged it.

Below.

Vegeta, continuing to pour out his energy, held nothing back.

"I told you, your arrogance would be your undoing! Your era ends here! The ship sailing toward the future has no room for a relic of the past!"

As the words fell.

"BOOM~~!!!" With a dull thud, Vegeta suddenly surged with power, and the intensity of the Galick Gun in his hands doubled.

"No! This King will not lose! How could This King possibly lose?! Damn it!! How could I... be killed by my own technique... Aaaargh~~~!!"

A hysterical, unwilling shriek erupted from Frieza's throat.

His body was pushed higher and higher into the sky by the energy, until he broke through the atmosphere of Planet Namek.

Under the impact of such absolute power, he had no chance to escape, nor any way to break free from his predicament.

Finally, Frieza could no longer withstand the pressure of the energy; his body went completely limp, and he was propelled by the terrifying force toward a distant, scorching star.

At this moment, even if Frieza refused to admit it, he knew he was facing his end.

Regret washed over him as memories of the past began to surface.

Back when he first took control of the legion from his father, possessing absolute power, he had been so full of spirit.

He had looked down on all existence, never deigning to look anyone in the eye.

The so-called warrior race, the Saiyans, were nothing more than ants in his eyes; even with the strength of their entire race, he could have wiped them out without ever needing to transform.

Recalling the first time he saw Vegeta, recalling everything he had done in the past...

After wiping out the Saiyan race, he should never have spared this wild monkey.

To satisfy his own desires, he had kept Vegeta alive, thinking he could toy with him for amusement from time to time.

He was wrong, terribly wrong; he had nurtured a tiger that would eventually devour him, leading to his fate today.

[I shouldn't have been soft-hearted back then... Why didn't I just finish them all off...]

[If I had another chance, if I only had one more chance, I would never give you another opening!]

Frieza let out a silent scream.

Before coming to Planet Namek, he had countless opportunities to kill Vegeta.

Especially after learning that a heavily wounded Vegeta had escaped to Planet 79, he should have finished him then.

Filled with resentment, Frieza thought of the time he had wasted on Planet Namek.

If he had known, he should have acted personally, collecting the Dragon Ball with the utmost speed to make his wish...

All of this was because he had been too arrogant.

As Vegeta's Galick Gun drove the Planet Destroyer Bomb to crush him completely against the surface of the massive, scorching star, Frieza experienced unimaginable pain.

No matter how unique or resilient Frieza's body was, it could not withstand the double crushing force.

The star, larger and hotter than the sun, burned and ignited him; his flesh and soul were subjected to extreme torture.

He wanted to escape, but the pressure of the Planet Destroyer Bomb and the Galick Gun left him unable to even twitch, until his energy could no longer protect his body, and Frieza's consciousness gradually dissipated, ultimately being completely submerged into the star along with his physical form...

The Universe Emperor of a generation had fallen.

On Planet Namek.

Vegeta, who had been continuously firing the Galick Gun, finally stopped once he confirmed that Frieza's energy had completely vanished.

Withdrawing his aura and steadying his breathing, Vegeta let out a long sigh.

Although it was a bit of a pity to finish Frieza off so easily—after all, he had intended to humiliate him thoroughly before killing him—he hadn't expected it to end this way.

It must be said, this death was somewhat similar to how Cooler was pushed into the sun by Kakarot's Kamehameha on Earth.

However, while Cooler might have been lucky enough to survive, Frieza certainly would not.

Vegeta had absolute confidence; after all, he was not as indecisive or soft-hearted as Kakarot.

[Although I didn't get my fill, this is fine. Having killed Frieza, all the burdens in my heart have vanished like smoke; from now on, I will never have to deal with those negative emotions again.] Vegeta took a deep breath, and his state reverted to normal.

Maintaining the Super Saiyan form was indeed incredibly draining and taxing.

Even though Vegeta had known this, he hadn't expected the burden to be quite so heavy.

To put it simply, at his current strength, the time he could maintain the Super Saiyan state during intense combat would not exceed five minutes.

Even if he were to play around like he did with Frieza earlier, conserving as much energy as possible, he could only sustain it for ten to fifteen minutes at most.

Therefore, his next goal was to reach the Full Power state as quickly as possible.

Only by reaching Full Power could he truly master the power of the first stage of Super Saiyan, thereby allowing himself to rely on this state for prolonged combat.

As for the specific method, he would have to figure it out bit by bit on his own.

Although he knew the original plot, Vegeta only had a superficial understanding of the training methods; he knew the general idea, but the details remained unknown.

Of course, Vegeta had a plan, an idea he had formed right after successfully transforming.

In short, it was impossible to achieve in a few days; this was a long road, one that would take at least several months to start.

"I gained some insights from this battle. Although that guy Frieza's strength doesn't measure up to me as a Super Saiyan, his combat style can indeed be integrated into my own," Vegeta murmured softly.

Learning from others to make up for one's own weaknesses—it didn't mean that just because an opponent was weaker, they had no value to learn from.

Furthermore, as for the techniques Frieza possessed, even those he hadn't displayed, Vegeta could still replicate them.

Additionally, regarding energy blasts, he needed to hurry up and master the Final Flash.

To defeat enemies stronger than oneself, this move was indispensable.

Vegeta even set his sights on the Gamma Burst Flash; that was his ultimate trump card.

After falling into deep thought for a long while, Vegeta finally snapped back to reality.

It was for no other reason than that Frieza's spaceship was taking off; the members of the army inside seemed to have realized Frieza had been finished off and were trying to flee.

"I can't let you all leave, especially since those five Dragon Ball are still on that ship." Vegeta narrowed his eyes, vanished from his spot in an instant, and flew toward the spaceship.