He Who Holds the Power of Millions Is the New King!

"Uh—crack! Crack!" His teeth chattered uncontrollably, clacking together.

His back suddenly arched, his shoulder blades burst outward with a crack, and three ghastly white bone spurs tore through his skin, their tips dripping with thick black blood. His neck and skull stretched madly, his cranium seeming to be pulled long by an invisible giant hand. His features twisted out of shape, grotesque enough to make one retch.

At the same time, in the main control room of Frieza's mothership and at every major monitoring station on Planet Vegeta, the screens of all massive combat power detectors flickered wildly. The Saiyans were struck speechless as their pupils shrank to pinpoints.

"1.25 million... 1.46 million... 1.65 million... 1.79 million!!"

"Lord Frieza... has broken 1.8 million!!!"

"Vegeta... is finished."

"Absurd! It's impossible to surpass 1.8 million!!"

Frieza's scientists and Planet Vegeta's chief researchers, though standing on opposing sides, were all drenched in sweat. Cold perspiration gathered at their temples and ran down into their collars.

Across Planet Vegeta, every plaza, watchtower, and military camp equipped with large detectors had long since filled with Saiyan warriors.

But as the scarlet numbers surged wildly—

1.83 million!

No one shouted slogans anymore. No one clenched their fists.

Only dead silence remained, along with faces as pale and lifeless as paper.

Some remembered King Vegeta's long-planned ambush and forced bitter smiles.

Others stared at the glaring 1.83 million, feeling as if a massive boulder had crushed their chests—

Trying to stop a chariot with a praying mantis's arms? No. This was an ant looking up at a collapsing mountain.

Even if Frieza had not eliminated King Vegeta beforehand, Even if every Saiyan in the race could transform into a raging Great Ape...

Before a combat power of 1.83 million, they were not even moths rushing into a flame.

Exterminating their race? It would take no more than a stomp of his foot.

Destroying the planet? All he needed was to raise a finger.

What was even more suffocating was that—it still was not over.

Frieza's neck swelled violently, his head forcibly stretched several times longer, the skin on his face pulled taut and split, his fangs turning outward, his eye sockets sinking deep like black holes...

At last, his second form fully took shape.

On the detector screen, the number abruptly froze:

2.12 million!

Hunched and bent-backed, with high cheekbones, a mouth split to his ears, and a voice as harsh as sandpaper scraping iron—this body was ugly beyond all redemption. Not even a trace of the former Frieza remained.

"Bastard, the game has only just begun." He licked across his canine teeth, his lips pulling into a cruel grin.

His power had doubled, and his confidence soared.

Barros, who had still been able to trade blows with him before, was now nothing more than meat waiting on a chopping block in his eyes.

But just as he looked down upon all creation—

Barros suddenly sneered, his voice as cold as a blade: "That face of yours truly makes me sick."

"What did you say?!" Frieza's entire body stiffened, veins bulging wildly across his ugly face.

He already despised this appearance himself, but it was also the embodiment of his absolute authority!

Barros's naked insult made his blood boil, the veins beneath his skin writhing like crazed earthworms.

Whoosh—!!

A shrill howl tore through the sky as Frieza vanished from where he stood.

Barros's pupils abruptly contracted, his gaze sweeping in every direction like lightning.

The next instant—Frieza expanded infinitely within his pupils!

They were close enough for him to hear Frieza breathe, yet time itself seemed too slow to turn.

Bang—!!

A crushing blow struck his abdomen. It felt as though his organs had been hammered into his spine, and Barros was sent flying backward like a cannonball!

Whoosh—!

While hurtling through the air, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked back toward his original position—there was no one there.

Bang!!!

A violent shock exploded at his waist, and a savage force kicked him ruthlessly into the sky!

Yet at the instant he rose into the air, Frieza had already intercepted him midway like a phantom—

Boom!!

A heavy fist came crashing down. Barros plunged like a meteor, trailing a pale tail of flame as he smashed straight toward Planet Vegeta!

Rumble—!!!

The earth trembled. The deep crater exploded open, dust shot into the sky, and shattered stones sprayed out like rain.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly from the crater, filling the field of vision in an instant. They tore through the ground, swallowed buildings, and stretched all the way to the horizon.

The scene was exactly like when Barros had crushed Frieza earlier.

Only, the wheel of fortune had turned. This time, the one being completely suppressed, unable even to put up a meaningful defense, was Barros.

"Cough... urgh!" His throat bobbed as he coughed out two muffled breaths of stale air, forcibly suppressing the turmoil within him. Then he arched his back and sprang off the ground like an arrow released from a bow.

His abdomen, waist, and forehead throbbed with searing pain—but only shallow red marks remained.

Barros pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth and curled his lips into a cold smile.

The pain stabbed to the bone, yet Frieza's violent strike had not truly torn through his flesh.

They were merely a few burning abrasions. Before the dust had even settled, most of the wounds had already quietly healed.

Ridiculously strong!

After his second transformation, Frieza's power level had surged past two million. He was so fast that only afterimages remained—Barros had not even seen him raise his hand before the force of his punch was already in his face. React? There had been no time at all!

He drew in a deep breath. Taking advantage of the lingering haze, he suddenly clenched both fists, his knuckles cracking like thunder. He stomped hard against the ground, turning into a streak of white light that tore through the air toward Frieza!

Bang!!

Frieza's pupils contracted—this wild monkey was actually unharmed? Though startled, he did not panic. His right hand shot out like lightning and firmly clamped down on Barros's fist, which carried the force of a thousand tons!

His gaze was cold and venomous. His tail lashed out without warning, shrieking through the air as it viciously struck Barros across the back!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

His tail whipped down like torrential rain, each blow coming faster and harder than the last, until even the air trembled.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

With both arms locked down, Barros could only endure it head-on—his Saiyan battle armor had long since been blasted to powder. Beneath his clothes, purple-red welts rapidly rose one after another, yet not a drop of blood was drawn.

Frieza's heart jolted. This body was far more monstrous than he had anticipated!

Even under that barrage of heavy blows, Barros did no more than bare his teeth and frown. Not a single layer of skin had split open.

Whoosh—!!!

Two blazing-white ki blasts shot down from the sky, tearing through the heavens!

Frieza's expression changed drastically. Releasing Barros, he flashed backward and retreated a hundred meters away.

Rumble—!!!

Planet Vegeta's ground caved in with a roar. A bottomless crater formed as the rock strata twisted and shattered, debris raining down in every direction.

"Two more mongrel monkeys!" He raised his head and glared furiously at Xuesaiya and Xuesaili, murderous intent boiling in his eyes. With a flick of his hand, a string of violet flashes shot forth—unceasing Death Beams carrying an aura of destruction rained down upon the two women!

All the blood in Barros's body rushed to his head in an instant!

He had never expected Xuesaiya and Xuesaili to suddenly intervene, much less that Frieza would dare to strike to kill them!

"Frieza—!!!"

His roar made the air hum. A layer of snow-white flames erupted from his body, and his figure vanished in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of the two women!

"Haaah—!!!"

The white flames surged like a tide as he crossed his arms to block!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Seven or eight energy bullets exploded one after another against his palms, numbing both his arms and splitting the webbing between his thumbs and forefingers!

When the blaze faded, he spread open his hands—his flesh was scorched red, wisps of smoke curling upward, the burning pain piercing deep into his bones.

"Huff..." He glanced sideways at Xuesaiya and Xuesaili, whose faces were pale and whose fingertips trembled, then slowly let out a long breath.

Then, taking advantage of the dust waves kicked up by the lingering energy, he seized Xuesaiya with one hand and Xuesaili with the other, scooping up the limp Palanti from the ground as well. The three figures flashed away like phantoms, vanishing completely beneath Planet Vegeta's skies—escaping into the Legend of the Condor Heroes World.

This time, Frieza had underestimated him and held back thirty percent of his strength.

Next time? Barros knew perfectly well—Frieza would never give him even the slightest chance to catch his breath again.

What was more, Frieza's strength after his second transformation had exceeded expectations by far.

Even Barros himself did not have absolute confidence of victory. As for protecting Xuesaiya and Xuesaili, whose power levels were only a little over one hundred thousand, along with Palanti, whose power level was less than thirty thousand? That would be gambling with their lives.

Taking them away was the only path to survival.

With a flicker of his vision, Barros appeared once more amid Planet Vegeta's wastelands.

The wind passed, and the dust slowly settled.

"Bastard! Damn wild monkey!!!"

Frieza's face twisted hideously, his eyes bloodshot, his murderous intent nearly solid enough to take form.

Before his words had even faded, his afterimage still lingered where he stood, while his true body had already appeared like a ghost above Barros's head!

With both arms raised high, he savagely brought them together, hammering down at Barros's crown with the force to shatter mountains and split the earth!

But the battle just now had already forced out all of Barros's potential—his reactions, speed, and nerves were stretched to their absolute limit!

The instant the airflow above his head shifted, he bent his knees slightly and thrust out his right fist like an enraged dragon bursting from the abyss, fiercely meeting that world-destroying blow!

Bang—!!!

The gap in power remained immense.

Even with bones like steel and flesh like iron, Barros was still sent flying straight toward the ground like a hurled meteor!

Rumble—!!!

The instant he crashed into the ground, the entire planet seemed to tremble—the already shattered surface exploded into another massive crater, with spiderweb cracks spreading wildly in every direction!

Hovering above, Frieza coldly looked down at the cloud of dust rising below. A dark purple sphere of light swiftly gathered in his palm, its aura of death so dense it was suffocating.

The next second, the sphere flew from his hand, screeching as it plunged straight toward the bottom of the crater!

"Whoosh—!!!"

Barros's pupils abruptly contracted. Without a moment's hesitation, he flipped over and kicked off the ground. Using the recoil, he darted diagonally away like a fish just before the sphere came down!

Boom—!!!

A heaven-shaking explosion tore through the world!

Planet Vegeta seemed to have been pierced through. The ground collapsed, magma erupted, and the shockwave flung tens of millions of tons of rubble into the air as hurricane winds swept black smoke straight into the sky!

As the dust gradually dispersed, Barros knelt on one knee at the crater's edge, his fingers digging deep into the scorched earth. Veins throbbed at his temples, and his blade-sharp gaze remained fixed on the purple figure laughing wildly in midair.

I can't drag this out any longer... The gap is too great. If we keep fighting head-on, we'll only all be wiped out.

There's only...

"Haaah—!!!"

He threw back his head and roared. The sound exploded like thunder, forcibly scattering the dust that had yet to settle!

His muscles bulged and twisted, thick veins surging beneath his skin like dragons, as though they might burst through his body at any moment!

At that moment, beneath Barros's outer shell, his blood and vitality roared like an enraged sea bursting through a dam. As his muscles, bones, and flesh neared their breaking point, the ki within him seemed to cast off every restraint and explode forth, soaring wildly in waves beyond all suppression.

After three years of silence, it had returned today—facing Frieza, whose battle power exceeded two million, Barros had finally reignited the forbidden fire he had once sealed away with his own hands: the berserk state beyond his limits.

"Th-that Saiyan... His battle power..."

"1.09 million! No... That's impossible!"

Inside Frieza's flagship, the scientists stared fixedly at the wildly leaping numbers on their scouters. Their faces were as white as paper, their pupils shrinking as if they had seen ghosts!

Battle power in the millions? They had never even heard of such a thing before, much less seen it with their own eyes.

Yet today, in the span of mere moments, two had appeared in succession!

They could barely accept Frieza surpassing one million—after all, he was the supreme overlord who had swept across the galaxy for centuries and been crowned the "Emperor of the Universe."

But that wet-behind-the-ears Saiyan brat had also forcibly crossed the million mark? The world spun around them, and everything they knew had been utterly shattered!

At the same time, on Planet Vegeta.

"Is... is that Barros? This aura... It's terrifying!"

"It's still rising! 1.12 million... 1.18 million... 1.2 million!"

"Could he... be the 'Super Saiyan' recorded in the ancient texts?!"

"1.24 million! 1.25 million! Don't stop—!"

Every Saiyan held their breath, staring intently at the flickering dot on their scouters. Their knuckles were white from clenching their fists, their palms drenched in cold sweat, yet their eyes burned like flames with the desperate hope of a final gamble.

Frieza's soaring battle power had brought suffocating despair;

yet every increase in Barros's power was like a ray of light tearing through the darkness, cutting apart the fear and humiliation that had long accumulated in their hearts.

Besides, King Vegeta had now fallen, and Prince Vegeta had yet to return from his expedition.

Even if the king were still alive, after Frieza's earlier declaration to exterminate their race, the Saiyans would never again kneel before their old ruler—whoever possessed the power of a million would be the new king!

The weak were prey to the strong, and the victor reigned supreme—those words were carved into the Saiyans' bones and fused into their blood. They had never been empty words!

In fact, even without this matter involving Frieza, the moment Barros revealed battle power in the millions, people would naturally remove their helmets, kneel on one knee, and cry out his name.

In terms of bloodline, he was an elite Saiyan even purer than King Vegeta;

in terms of strength, battle power of one million was a pinnacle rarely matched in Saiyan history before the appearance of the Super Saiyan.

Flawless bloodline, godlike strength—with Barros like this ascending the throne, who would dare defy him? Who could possibly defy him?

"Aah—!!!"

His roar gradually weakened, yet the violently surging aura around him made even Frieza narrow his eyes, a chill running faintly down his spine.

1.35 million!

This was the utmost limit Barros could reach at this moment!

That battle-tempered, nearly inhuman body, and the savage will that erupted the instant his limits shattered, had finally pushed him back onto an equal stage with Frieza's second form.

Of course, only "on equal footing"!

1.35 million against 2.12 million—the gap was still enormous, nearly impossible to overcome.

But the difference was no longer over a million, but less than eight hundred thousand—and what supported Barros was a body of steel capable of withstanding the aftershock of a star! That gap might not be impossible to close!

Barros slowly clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking, and a trace of satisfaction quietly rose within him at the extreme power he now possessed.

He raised his eyes toward Frieza, who stood with his arms folded and a mocking expression on his face. The corner of Barros's mouth curled upward, his voice icy. "Kept you waiting, Frieza? It's time we settled the rest of our score."

"Ho ho~! What astonishing growth! To think the Saiyans produced an anomaly like you!" Frieza sneered. His posture remained lazy, but his gaze already swept across Barros's body like blades.

Even with Barros's surging aura, he was merely comparable to Frieza when he first transformed.

And now, Frieza had already undergone his second transformation—his power had doubled, and he looked down upon all living things!