Dragon Ball: Starting with the Omni-King's Divine Powers

What on earth was going on?

Worst of all, no one knew which vital organ they might lose.

Losing their facial features or limbs was not necessarily fatal, but what if important organs like their hearts suddenly vanished?

Wouldn't they just drop dead on the spot?

The people of Frieza Planet 88 were walking on eggshells, fleeing the planet in terror.

According to those who escaped, the planet had been cursed by a demon.

When Frieza heard this, he flew into a rage and whipped the nonsense-spouting underling to death with his tail.

How could I, the mighty Emperor of the Universe, be afraid of some demon?

I, Frieza, am the demon!

Frieza descended upon Planet 88 with his underlings in an imposing manner.

Frieza personally led his men in searching the planet.

In the end, Frieza noticed that Indra was unusually suspicious.

However, something that terrified Frieza happened.

From that day onward, Frieza lived on the verge of a breakdown.

The moment Frieza dragged Indra out, Indra casually waved his hand and erased Frieza's ears.

From that day on, Frieza no longer had ears.

Fortunately, Frieza could still hear.

Indra had kindly left Frieza's ear canals intact.

If you couldn't hear, how would I talk to you?

The problem was that without ears, Frieza's imperial image was completely ruined.

Naturally, Frieza fought back.

But no matter how hard Frieza tried or how powerful an attack he unleashed, Indra erased it all with a wave of his hand.

Frieza's top generals, Dodoria and Zarbon, took the opportunity to punch and kick Indra, launching physical attacks against him.

As a result, one suffered a fractured fist, while the other suffered a comminuted fracture in his leg.

Frieza transformed into his fourth form and slammed his head heavily into Indra's chest.

Indra was unharmed, while Frieza was finished on the spot.

A few days later, King Cold arrived with his underlings after hearing the news.

Then something happened that filled King Cold with despair.

Indra was practically a monster. He simply could not be defeated.

From that day onward, Frieza and King Cold were controlled by Indra.

The two had thought of all sorts of escape plans.

But Frieza and King Cold were afraid.

What if Indra caught up to them while they were escaping and erased some vital organ? Who the hell could they complain to then?

This was life-threatening.

For the first time, the father-and-son pair Frieza and King Cold displayed an ability to work together, planning a flawless escape.

Meanwhile, Indra continuously practiced his Erasure Divine Power on Frieza and his underlings.

Finally, when Indra saw the notification displayed by the system, he was so excited he nearly laughed.

"9,999! At last, only the limbs of one final person or one corner of one final building remains." Tears welled in Indra's eyes as he pulled a whistle from his pocket, put it to his lips, and blew.

Less than ten seconds after the whistle sounded, the hundred or so people Frieza had on Planet 88 had assembled in neat ranks.

Frieza, King Cold, Dodoria, Zarbon, and the others were all among them.

"Reporting to Lord Indra, Frieza's 88th Legion has assembled. Expected personnel: 365. Present personnel: 365!" Frieza bared his teeth and forced out the words through clenched jaws.

They had only started saying that after Indra put them through special training.

Since he had nothing better to do, Indra had actually dragged Frieza's legion over for drills whenever he was free.

"At ease," Indra ordered.

The underlings of Frieza's legion mechanically shifted their feet.

"Today, I have good news to announce," Indra said with a smile. "I'm tired of playing on this planet. I plan to leave."

Frieza and the others immediately pricked up their ears, tears streaming down their faces.

He was leaving?

Was this demon finally leaving?

Wonderful!

This was absolutely wonderful.

"Reporting!" Frieza shouted excitedly.

"Go on." Indra nodded slightly.

"May I ask which planet Lord Indra intends to visit?" Frieza asked cautiously.

"The universe is so vast. As the Emperor of the Universe, you should know it better than I do, shouldn't you?" Indra smiled.

Frieza was terrified.

What Frieza feared most was Indra's smile.

Every time that smile appeared, it meant Indra was about to erase someone's body.

"I have a suggestion... Planet Vegeta seems more suitable for Lord Indra." Frieza's triangular eyes shifted as he made his suggestion.

"Oh? Planet Vegeta? What's there?" Indra asked, though he already knew.

"That is the Saiyans' planet. The battle race, the Saiyans, live there—and every Saiyan has a tail!" Frieza revealed an important piece of information.

Didn't you like erasing other people's tails?

Among the underlings of Frieza's 88th Legion, anyone with a tail had already had it erased by Indra.

Saiyans all had tails.

That should be enough to keep you entertained, right?

"If I leave, will you miss me?" Indra asked.

Frieza: "..."

King Cold: "..."

Who the hell would miss you!

Hurry up and die already!

Of course, no one dared say they would not miss him.

Everyone shouted the same single word in response—"Yes!"

"Since you'll miss me, I won't leave, then." Indra sighed. "Actually, I can't bear to part with you either."

Frieza was on the verge of tears.

King Cold felt even more miserable, unable to cry despite wanting to.

"Lord Indra, we can go with you." Frieza's eyes shifted, and he immediately came up with a plan.

"Together?" Indra glanced at Frieza.

"We'll personally escort Lord Indra to Planet Vegeta. If Lord Indra finds it fun, you can stay there for a few more days. If it isn't fun, we'll return immediately," Frieza proposed.

"That does sound somewhat interesting." Indra nodded thoughtfully.

Frieza was thrilled.

Was he finally leaving?

"When does Lord Indra plan to depart?" Frieza asked.

"Pack up and prepare to leave." Indra smiled.

"Yes, Lord Indra." Frieza bowed.

"Whose turn is it today?" Indra looked up at the sky and asked.

Everyone present shuddered.

Whenever night fell, it became a nightmare for Frieza's underlings.

Because every day at this time, Indra would erase a part of someone's body.

By now, Frieza's 88th Legion was full of missing arms and legs. There were hardly any complete people left.

Frieza secretly kicked Dodoria.

"Lord Indra, everyone has already been erased once..." Dodoria replied, trembling with fear.

Indra glanced at Dodoria.

"Forget it, then. I'll erase this palace today." As Indra spoke, he lightly waved his hand.

Whoosh!

In an instant, a corner of the palace on Planet 88—Frieza's palace here—vanished just like that.

No one saw how that corner of the palace had disappeared.

Moreover, the fractured edge where it had vanished was incomparably smooth, as though it had been cut by a blade.

After Indra erased a corner of the palace, he suddenly discovered that his Erasure Divine Power had miraculously evolved automatically from Bronze to Silver.

Silver Divine Ability: It could erase a human or animal, or even an entire building. After erasing a total of 1,000 humans and animals, or 10,000 buildings, it could advance to a Golden Divine Ability.

Moreover, Indra's physical strength, speed, and every other aspect had already reached 1,000 times Frieza's.

That was a full tenfold increase from the Bronze stage.

Indra was delighted.

Two Tigers, Ready, Sing

Since he had come to the Dragon Ball world, he had to visit Planet Vegeta, didn't he?

Fortunately, Planet Vegeta had not yet been destroyed.

"I'm giving you ten minutes," Indra ordered.

"Yes!"

Frieza's many underlings did not dare delay and hurried off to pack.

In truth, there was not much to pack.

Ten minutes later.

Frieza's spaceship carried Indra into the sky and out into the vast sea of stars.

Indra sat upon the throne, silently admiring the beauty of the universe.

Frieza's underlings stood at Indra's side with eager smiles, awaiting his orders.

"Sing a song," Indra called out.

The underlings hurriedly nodded miserably.