The black smoke churning in the sky dispersed, and the air was filled with the pungent stench of sulfur.
Frieza's sole remaining crimson eye fixed fiercely on everyone below. The torn corner of his mouth curled into a vicious, teeth-grinding snarl. His whole body was trembling, and purple-black blood still flowed from the stump of his severed arm. The Spirit Bomb had nearly taken half his life, and had completely shredded the last of this emperor of the universe's reason and dignity.
"You... lowly monkeys... actually drove me this far..."
His voice was as hoarse as two pieces of sandpaper scraping together, filled with a killing intent that made the scalp crawl. He did not immediately charge at Chen He or Goku. That icy gaze shifted, instantly locking onto Krillin, who stood not far away, already frozen in place by fear.
"I'll start with you... Saiyan's friend."
Frieza suddenly raised his right hand, pressed his index and middle fingers together, and jerked them viciously upward at Krillin from afar!
"Uh... ah?!"
Krillin did not even have time to finish screaming before his entire body abruptly rose into the air. His limbs thrashed wildly in midair, his eyes filled with fear of death and reluctance to leave his companions. He turned his head and stared hard at Goku, forcing out his final cry from deep in his throat: "Goku—!!"
"Stop! Frieza—!!" Goku roared hysterically, desperately trying to rush forward.
Bang—!!!
As Frieza's five fingers suddenly clenched, Krillin exploded in midair, turning into a blinding burst of fire and a spray of blood mist scattered across the sky. It was true annihilation of both body and soul; not even an intact corpse or bone remained.
"Krillin... Krillin—!!"
Goku lunged into empty air and stared blankly at the smoke that was gradually dispersing,