There were many names in the universe that could not be spoken lightly.
For example, the three words Son Goku had just uttered.
—Beerus.
His voice was not loud, without even the slightest extra emphasis, as casual as asking about the weather by the roadside.
Yet when those words landed in the grand hall, the raging wind pressure seemed to have had its throat seized in midair, stopping dead. Frieza's thick tail, which had been lazily swishing just a second ago, froze stiff in the air.
The muscles on his face began twitching unnaturally, while his scarlet pupils shrank until they were nearly pinpoints.
Deep in his memories, the God of Destruction who would issue orders to destroy planets with a yawn, too lazy even to lift his eyelids, flashed madly through his mind again and again.
How was that possible?!
The greatest shadow of his life, the highest-level taboo in the entire universe—how could it come from the mouth of some wild monkey?! And that monkey even knew the truth behind Planet Vegeta's destruction!
"Looks like I was right!"
Son Goku gave the emperor of the universe no chance to catch his breath, ruthlessly tearing away his final shred of dignity.
"Using Lord Beerus's complaint as an excuse, you went with the flow and erased the legend you feared most. You deceived the entire universe, and in the end, you actually deceived yourself too."
Son Goku stared at him, his voice cutting into his heart like a blade.
"Frieza, deep down, you've always been afraid."
"Shut up—!!"
Frieza let out a shrill, warped scream. To hell with elegance, to hell with composure—his perfectly crafted mask twisted completely, utterly exposing the deepest terror in his heart.
"You think this king would fear a pack of lowly wild monkeys?!"
**Whoosh whoosh