On the throne, the figure bearing Frieza's face stared blankly at Turles ' wild, dark red form in the center of the ruins.
In Frieza's body's memories, and in the minds of everyone he had ever inhabited, there was never any information about Turles' appearance!
The mocking smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Instead, a sense of solemnity and apprehension began to emerge.
"All the bodies I've inhabited tell me! Turles! He's absolutely the biggest obstacle on my path to revenge! And now it seems I was right!"
Baby murmured to herself, her voice trembling slightly without her even realizing it.
You should worry about yourself first!
A cold voice interrupted Baby's thoughts.
Granolah walked steadily, ignoring the stunned Hatchiyack not far away, and also ignoring Turles form had drastically changed, and went straight to Baby on the throne.
His goal, from beginning to end, has always been singular.
Baby finally shifted her attention slightly away from Turles, squinting as she sized up the guy who had suddenly appeared.
"Where did you come from, you bastard?"
Baby forcefully suppressed the fear in her heart and resumed her posture as a ruler.
"You seem to be quite skilled. How about joining my ranks Baby?"
Granolah continued walking, her tone completely calm.
"No interest. I'm here to get revenge on Frieza!"
"Oh?"
Upon Baby's eyes lit up instantly, and her body involuntarily leaned forward.
"In that case, there's even less reason for us to be enemies! I'm not Frieza! I'm just like you, a vengeful soul filled with resentment! We should be on the same side!"
He tried to win over this seemingly powerful and mysterious man by using their shared hatred.
However, Granolah simply shook her head slightly at this.
He said this as he walked.
"All I want is to kill Frieza and avenge my people!"
Granolah suddenly looked up, her sharp gaze piercing Baby.
"And you, your overflowing evil heart is now crystal clear!"
"If all you want is revenge, there's no need to go to such lengths to become a mountain king, nor is there any need to go to such lengths to keep Frieza Force running smoothly!"
Granolah's aura began to slowly rise, and her chilling killing intent locked onto Baby on the throne.
"Perfect, this allows me to not only take revenge but also rid the universe of this scourge..."
"Calamity?"
Baby what she heard.
"Haha! Hahahaha! How can you be so sure I'm a menace?"
The laughter echoed through the empty ruins, sounding particularly jarring.
Baby suddenly stood up, spread his arms, and pointed below at the former right-hand men of Frieza Force whom he controlled, his arrogance reaching its peak.
"Look at my troops!"
" Son Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo! And those powerful androids!"
"At that time, Frieza Force will remain the same, except for its name! It will still be the most powerful army in the universe!"
Baby's eyes flashed with an eerie red light, and her voice echoed throughout the ruins.
"I will replace Frieza and the Saiyan! I will become the new ruler of this universe!"
"How could a ruler be a scourge?"
His ambition, at this moment, could no longer be concealed.
Granolah didn't say anything more.
He simply raised his hand, and the dazzling light at his fingertips suddenly became incredibly intense.
Baby's smile slowly faded.
He looked down at Granolah, who remained unmoved, and let out a cold snort.
"Stubborn fool! Who do you think you're talking to?"
Baby her arms wide, her expression extremely arrogant.
"I! I have already possessed the ultimate power of a cosmic emperor!"
The moment the words left his mouth, Baby, who was possessing Frieza's body, suddenly erupted with layers of dazzling golden flames.
The dazzling golden light instantly illuminated the entire dark ruins, staining every grain of dust with an imperial luster.
Baby's voice echoed in the energy storm, filled with unquestionable authority.
Everyone must bow down to me! You will be no exception!
"Soon, you too will become one of them, contributing to my Tuffle Force!"
A powerful, suffocating aura suddenly erupted.
Golden Frieza has officially arrived.
Upon seeing this, even Granolah, who thought she had no rivals and was as calm as still water, couldn't help but be slightly moved, and her pupils suddenly contracted.
This kind of momentum...
It was even more terrifying than the Saiyan's transformed form from before.
On the other side, Turles, who had just begun to grasp the significance of his new posture, was also drawn to this scene.
He gazed at the dazzling golden light, pondering to himself.
Golden Frieza? The King really knows how to surprise people!
It's a pity that this power has now benefited those who seek to ruin things... It's truly difficult to determine whether it will bring good or bad fortune...
Just as Turles was lost in thought, Hatchiyack, who was standing next to him, was briefly stunned by the aura of Darles' transformation, and the core of resentment in his chest began to flicker wildly.
Its sole purpose is hatred for Saiyan.
That ferocious face once again changed into an expression of extreme resentment.
This time, Turles frowned deeply, and an extremely impatient expression appeared on his face.
"This is never going to end!"
He turned around abruptly, without any fancy moves, and met the massive fist that was crashing down on Hatchiyack like a mountain with a punch of his own, directly countering it.
"Boom--!"
Two disproportionate fists, one large and one small, collided violently in mid-air.
The dark red flames and pink resentful energy intertwined and tore at each other wildly, and the resulting circular shockwave instantly leveled the ruins within a radius of a thousand meters, scraping away a layer of the earth.
The two were locked in a stalemate for a time in a pure contest of strength.
Hatchiyack possesses a near-infinite energy supply by absorbing the immense resentment of the dead from across the universe.
Turles, however, relied on the wild physique granted by his " Limit Form " and his extreme "application" of power to steadily withstand this devastating brute force.
After a brief stalemate, both sides changed tactics simultaneously.
A flash of light appeared in Hatchiyack's other palm, condensing into a sharp energy spear, which he thrust fiercely towards Turles ' chest.
Turles leaned back, and the ape tail covered in dark red fur behind him lashed out at Hatchiyack's wrist.
"Smack!"
Hatchiyack winced in pain, and the trajectory of his energy spear was deflected, grazing Turles's cheek before crashing into the distant ruins.
Turles seized the opportunity and moved in close.
His right knee was raised high and pressed against Hatchiyack's abdomen.
Thump!
Despite the excruciating pain, Hatchiyack did not retreat; instead, it fueled his ferocity even more. He clenched his free left hand into a hammer and slammed it down hard on Turles' left shoulder, who was right in front of him!
Turles took the blow head-on, a sharp pain shooting through his shoulder blade.
He grabbed the arm that was about to strike him with his backhand, and using his waist strength, he used his small size to defeat the large one, and with an over-the-shoulder throw, he slammed Hatchiyack's huge, mountain-like body into the ground!
As the two battled fiercely, the atmosphere between Baby and Granolah became incredibly tense...