Long green hair.
The long white scarf billowed and tumbled in the turbulent air.
He was wearing a highly distinctive auxiliary sight over his right eye.
Their eyes met in mid-air.
For a moment, Turles wasn't even sure if this was the Granolah he had seen before.
Turles frowned instantly.
What's going on with the universe lately?
How come these unfathomable individuals keep popping up one after another?
The wind howled above the ruins.
Granolah looked down from her vantage point.
The sound echoed across the empty ruins of the main hall.
"Looks like you're in trouble... General Turles."
Turles' gaze became even more fixed.
What are you doing here?
Granolah simply watched quietly below.
What else can we do?
"Of course I'm here to settle my score with Frieza."
He paused for a moment.
To be honest, I didn't want to run into you.
You will definitely stop me.
I don't want to lay a hand on you.
Granolah turned her head away.
His gaze swept over Baby on the throne.
He glanced again at the agitated Hatchiyack beside him.
"But now it seems..."
"Perhaps you won't stop me anymore?"
On the throne.
Baby looked at Granolah had suddenly appeared, with a hint of confusion.
Ignoring everything else, Hatchiyack's massive, dark red body once again left a trail of afterimages as he charged straight at Turles once more.
Turles was just about to respond.
Granolah, who was in mid-air, moved first.
With the index and middle fingers brought together, a blinding high-density beam of energy burst forth from their fingertips.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh--!"
Several beams of light tore through the air in an instant, heading straight for Hatchiyack.
Hatchiyack's running body suddenly stopped.
Its beastly instincts alerted it to a deadly threat.
Its massive body twisted into a bizarre arc as it sprinted at high speed.
Even so, one of the beams still struck its left shoulder precisely.
"Boom!"
A deafening explosion rang out.
Hatchiyack was thrown backward by the enormous impact.
There were no actual wounds left.
Turles looked intently at Granolah.
"You..."
Turles' face darkened.
"Just like that guy... using the Dragon Ball?"
"At the cost of lives?"
Granolah stiffened slightly, but he did not deny it.
Slowly descending from mid-air, my feet landed firmly on the ruins.
He was standing directly in front of Turles.
Life is the only thing I have.
"And strength is the only thing I lack!"
Granolah turned around, her back to Turles.
Facing Baby on the throne and Hatchiyack not far away.
The white scarf fluttered in the wind.
"I'll take care of both of them for you."
"After..."
Granolah turned her head away.
He glanced at Turles out of the corner of his eye.
" General Turles can continue to lead Frieza Force and make this universe a better place."
Turles ' facial muscles tensed, and his voice turned cold.
You're overthinking it!
"As long as I'm here, I won't let you lay a hand on me!"
He stared at Granolah, his words carrying an unyielding firmness.
"This guy may not be a king, but his body is. If you choose to be my enemy!"
This is not only a warning, but also a declaration of sovereignty.
Granolah simply shook her head slightly upon hearing this.
"Is that so? I'm sorry... then it seems there's no point in discussing it."
He couldn't even be bothered to argue with Turles anymore.
"But I think you probably can't stop me."
As soon as she finished speaking, Granolah turned and left, her target clear: Baby on the throne.
He completely ignored Turles.
A cold glint flashed in Turles' eyes, and he was about to make a move.
"Roar--!!!"
A roar filled with boundless hatred exploded beside him!
Hatchiyack, who had been keeping a close watch on him, launched another attack without hesitation!
Hatred for Saiyan is its core driving force for existence!
A massive, dark red figure tore through the air, its ferocious fist, carrying the power to destroy everything, crashing down!
However, just as the fist was about to strike...
Turles ' body, however, slid a step to the left as if by instinct.
With minimal movement, he perfectly dodged Hatchiyack's thunderous attack at the slightest angle!
It seems there's no way I'll have time to deal with this annoying guy!
Turles's gaze turned sharp.
Having missed its target, Hatchiyack's massive body suddenly spun around, his ferocious face almost touching Turles's face.
It opened its enormous mouth.
"Boom--!!!"
Without giving any time to react, a beam of extremely concentrated, violent resentment was unleashed at point-blank range!
The blinding light instantly engulfed Turles's figure!
A terrifying roar resounded through the heavens and earth. The entire ruins of the main hall collapsed and caved in again under the impact, and dust filled the sky, obscuring everything.
Granolah, who was about to leave, stopped and looked back at the center of the explosion.
On the throne, Baby's brow furrowed slightly.
Is that all... over?
Had he been overestimating Turles all along? That Saiyan, whom even Frieza treated with respect, could be killed so easily?
The thought lasted for less than a second.
The smoke and dust had not yet dissipated.
Baby and Granolah immediately dismissed their idea.
An indescribable, suffocatingly powerful aura spread out without warning!
The entire ruins of the main hall trembled violently under this immense pressure, with tiny pebbles rising into the air only to be crushed into powder by an invisible force.
The air seemed to solidify, pressing down so hard it was hard to breathe.
As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated.
At the epicenter of the explosion, a figure they had never seen before stood silently.
Turles ' upper body was covered by a thick layer of dark red wild hair, exuding a primal, untamed beauty.
Long, black hair cascaded wildly over his shoulders.
Two bright red eyeshadows appeared around his eyes, adding a touch of eeriness to his cold and handsome face.
Most striking of all was a monkey tail, also covered in dark red fur, swaying slowly behind him.
This imposing body was thus displayed before everyone.
Granolah and Baby on the throne both held their breath.
The frenzied, golden aura that usually emanates from Super Saiyan was gone from his body.
A layer of restrained yet thick, dark red light membrane, powerful enough to distort the surrounding space, clung tightly to his body.
This is a completely new attitude, entirely under his own control, transcending bloodline!
The so-called Super Saiyan 4!
For Turles, his Super Saiyan 2 form is more accurate!
In a true sense, it surpasses the Super Saiyan, breaking through the limits at the genetic level, a completely different form!
If I absolutely have to give it a name!
It's called Super Saiyan -- Limit Form!