"Frieza—!!"
The first to strike was Piccolo, assimilation complete, wrapped in sky-filling fury as he came smashing down!
Rumble—!
In his base form, Frieza clearly had not expected this big green man who had suddenly appeared to be this strong. Piccolo's year of bitter training truly could not compare to the boost from assimilation, and at this moment, in midair, he was actually fighting this emperor to a dead-even standstill!
"Damn green-skinned monkey!!"
Seeing this from the side, the Saiyan pride in Vegeta's heart was reignited once more. Coordinating with Piccolo's offensive, he unleashed dense waves of light across the sky, violently pressing down on Frieza.
"Hahahaha! Do you see this, Frieza?! This is the power of the Super Saiyan you fear day and night!! Die!!" Vegeta shouted arrogantly as he and Piccolo pinned Frieza down hard in the center of the valley.
"Super Saiyan? Heh... hahaha..."
At the center of the energy storm, Frieza suddenly let out a neurotic low laugh. He abruptly raised his head, and a trace of extreme disgust flashed deep within his scarlet pupils.
"It seems... you have never witnessed my true power..."
"Since you want to see it so badly... I'll let you witness what despair means. The game is over."
Boom—!!!
Frieza's small body twisted and swelled grotesquely in an instant. His battle armor shattered, and his frame shot up to several meters within seconds. Yet it was not over. Under Vegeta and Piccolo's increasingly horrified gazes, he did not even stop in his second form, but switched directly into that transformation with the bizarre head and a face like a demon—his third form!
Bang! Bang!
Without a single unnecessary movement, third-form Frieza merely waved out two afterimages at random. That unreasonable, overwhelming violence sent Vegeta and Piccolo, who had been shouting just