Son Wuling's Death

"Yaaah..."

Frieza raised both hands, madness filling his face. Before Son Goku, Son Wuling, and the others' eyes, a massive stretch of earth that blotted out the sky rose into the air under Frieza's control.

"This is ridiculous!"

Son Wuling's mouth twitched. Frieza's telekinesis was truly terrifying. By his senses, the floating landmass was nearly half the size of Earth, and more importantly, the energy Frieza had spread over it was enough to easily destroy Namek.

"Frieza, do you intend to destroy Namek?"

Son Goku shouted at Frieza.

After King Kai discovered what was happening, he hurriedly contacted Krillin and told him not to summon Shenron for the time being. If Son Wuling and the others could not withstand Frieza's attack, reviving the Namekians would be pointless anyway.

"Ho ho ho... Dodge, then! Dodge! If you dare to dodge, all of Namek will become cosmic dust! Ho ho ho... Let me tell you, we Frieza Race can survive even in space! Ho ho ho... Die along with Namek!"

Frieza laughed maniacally. Son Wuling and Son Goku's repeated appearances had nearly driven him mad, making him completely forget why he had come to Namek in the first place.

Son Wuling's eyes were bright. Even in such a situation, he wore a faint smile, showing none of the panic Piccolo, Son Gohan, and the others displayed.

"Frieza, don't you want immortality? Don't you want the Dragon Balls anymore? You should know that if the Grand Elder dies, the Dragon Balls will vanish along with their creator."

Frieza seemed to have expected this and gave his signature laugh. "Ho ho ho... Son Wuling, I knew you would say that. But I already learned the Dragon Balls' whereabouts from Vegeta's Scouter. The third planet in the Solar System, Earth, also has Dragon Balls. And not only that, I will kill every single Earthling on Earth! Ho ho ho..."

"Frieza..." Son Goku roared furiously at Frieza as he came to Son Wuling's side with Piccolo and Son Gohan.

Son Wuling stopped the enraged Son Goku and Son Gohan. Looking as though he had Frieza completely cornered, he burst into laughter at Frieza.

"You... What are you laughing at?" Frieza roared angrily, glaring at Son Wuling as he demanded an answer.

Son Wuling laughed. "Didn't you notice that Piccolo is also a Namekian? Then he naturally knows where Earth's Dragon Balls came from, idiot!"

"What?"

Frieza froze. The rage filling his heart was extinguished by Son Wuling's single sentence. He looked at Piccolo. Piccolo was also a Namekian, and he was with them.

Son Wuling continued, "When the time comes, you can forget about immortality too. Oh, right, your final form looks pretty short. Why not make another wish to the Dragon Balls and grow five centimeters taller? That way, nobody would notice. They might even think you're still growing."

Son Wuling's words made Frieza erupt in fury once more. Frieza truly wanted to rip Son Wuling's mouth apart. He hurled the landmass, which covered nearly half of Earth's surface area, at Son Wuling and the others. However, he had withdrawn the energy gathered on it. Clearly, for the Dragon Balls' sake, Frieza had given up on destroying Namek.

Son Wuling raised one hand, forming a Destructo Disc hundreds of meters wide before hurling it at the massive landmass.

"Goku!"

Son Goku immediately nodded and spread his hands apart like Son Wuling.

"Tenfold Kaioken!"

Son Goku and Son Wuling charged Kamehamehas together. After the Destructo Disc split the landmass in two, the attacks surged toward Frieza without losing any power.

"What?"

Frieza desperately tried to evade, but his tail was still struck by the enormous Destructo Disc and severed cleanly. He let out a pained scream.

Son Goku and Son Wuling's Kamehamehas had also reached their maximum charge.

"Haaah..."

The two powerful Kamehamehas shattered the divided landmass and continued rushing toward Frieza without losing any power!

"What..."

Frieza gathered two Death Beams in his palms and collided with Son Goku and Son Wuling's Kamehamehas.

At that moment, heaven and earth lost their light. The force unleashed by the collision between the Kamehamehas and Death Beams nearly blew Piccolo away, making it impossible for him to keep his footing.

"Haaah..."

Son Wuling and Son Goku shouted furiously, and a tremendous explosion erupted at the point where the Kamehamehas clashed with Frieza's Death Rays.

For an instant, time and space seemed to stop. The sparks spreading from the explosion engulfed Frieza, Son Goku, Son Wuling, Piccolo, and Son Gohan.

Rumble...

Namek shook violently. The earth and mountains shattered, and wherever the shockwave passed, everything was annihilated and scattered like dust!

The land and mountains had completely turned into a desert. Son Wuling and Son Goku's martial arts uniforms were in tatters as they crawled out of the sand. Son Wuling and Son Gohan had mouths full of sand and kept spitting. "Pui, pui, pui..."

"How is everyone?"

Once the gritty feeling in his mouth was gone, Son Wuling turned back and asked Son Gohan, Son Goku, and Piccolo.

"I'm fine!"

Piccolo, Son Gohan, and Son Goku brushed the sand off themselves and answered.

"Hehe... Wuling, you're still the best. Otherwise, that Frieza guy probably would have destroyed Namek outright."

At that moment, almost all of the upper part of Son Goku's orange martial arts uniform was gone, leaving only his blue undershirt.

"As long as he still wants the Dragon Balls, he won't... Danger!"

Son Wuling's expression suddenly changed drastically. He sensed Frieza flying up from underground. His power was immense, and he was incredibly fast! He was coming for Son Gohan and Piccolo.

"Get out of the way..."

Son Wuling unleashed his energy and blasted Son Goku, Son Gohan, and Piccolo far away.

Bang!

Frieza's palm pierced straight through Son Wuling's chest. The muscles all over Frieza's body had swollen as he unleashed one hundred percent of his power.

"Ho ho ho... I originally planned to deal with that Saiyan brat first and leave you for last so I could play with you slowly. But since you are so foolish, I'll send you on your final journey. Let's see how you come back to life this time!"

Frieza used his telekinesis to lift the dying Son Wuling into the sky. Without saying another word, he directly reduced him to ashes. Blood rained down onto the yellow sand like droplets, drawing Frieza's signature laugh.

Suddenly, something like a seed-sized particle struck Frieza on the head. Frieza caught it instinctively, thinking it was part of Son Wuling's corpse, but it was not.

"W-Wuling..."

"Uncle Wuling..."

Son Goku and Son Gohan clenched their teeth, unable to believe the sight before them. Darkness and rage filled their hearts.

"Wuling..."

Piccolo also clenched his fists unwillingly. As he stared at Frieza, his eyes seemed ready to spit fire.