Granolah was breathing heavily, her tattered combat uniform hanging on her body.
The red light in his right eye has dimmed due to overexertion.
Just then, an extremely subtle spatial fluctuation came from behind him.
Granolah turned her head abruptly.
A dark, circular passageway had appeared behind him without him noticing.
A short figure emerged from the passageway.
An old man with withered skin, two antennae, and a face full of wrinkles.
Babidi.
Granolah didn't recognize the old man at all, but the cold, evil aura emanating from him made him instinctively sense danger.
Babidi grinned, his dry lips parting to let out a grating laugh, "Hehehe, I'm here to help you."
Granolah hadn't yet grasped the meaning of that sentence when his attention was drawn to the sudden appearance of Babidi.
A burst of silver light suddenly erupted from the pile of rubble beneath their feet.
The ball of silver liquid had already splashed heavily onto his chest.
"Ah--!"
A piercing scream echoed through the ruins.
The silver liquid seeped wildly into Granolah's flesh from the deep, bone-revealing wound on her chest.
Another portion was forcibly poured in through his mouth and nose.
Granolah reached out desperately, but could only grasp a handful of slippery liquid.
He frantically mobilized the green flames within his body, trying to force the strange thing out.
"What do you mean, the best in the universe? You can't even beat Frieza."
"Give me your body, and I'll avenge you."
The cold, sticky sound exploded in his mind.
Granolah's will was already on the verge of collapse.
Doubts about the Eternal Dragon's wishes and self-loathing for one's own powerlessness were amplified to an extreme degree at this moment.
His mental defenses crumbled instantly.
The green flame flickered twice before going out completely.
Granolah's arm fell limply to her side.
Babidi stood not far away, waving his hands triumphantly.
Black magic surged into Granolah's body through the air.
Granolah raised her head again.
That cold face was now covered with a sinister, grotesque grin.
The right eye, which had been a dull red, lit up again, but this time with a nauseating crimson hue.
A black "M" slowly appeared in the center of his forehead.
But it was too late...
The fierce battle between Turles and the demonized Frieza is raging fiercely.
Two streaks of dark red and dark gold light collided wildly beneath the shattered sky.
Turles delivered a powerful whip kick to Frieza's side.
Bang!
A dull thud echoed through the bones, but Frieza only paused slightly, managing to withstand the blow.
He retaliated with a Death Beam aimed directly at Turles ' face.
Turles tilted his head sharply, a scorching beam of light grazing his cheek before exploding into a flower of death in the distant sky.
He delivered a powerful punch to Frieza's cheek.
boom--!
Frieza was slammed into the ground by this immense force, crashing into a bottomless abyss of rubble.
Turles hovered in mid-air, breathing steadily.
His power is roughly equal to Frieza's.
However, unlike before, although he had also gone through a tough battle, his own losses were not actually that great after defeating Hatchiyack.
In contrast, Frieza suffered numerous injuries in his battle with Granolah.
No matter how tough he is, it will still have some impact.
If it weren't for Babidi's dark magic, Frieza wouldn't stand a chance against him at all.
Therefore, in terms of endurance, I undoubtedly have the advantage!
Turles was also full of confidence; victory was only a matter of time.
Just as he was about to press his advantage, a familiar presence appeared behind him without warning!
It's Granolah.
Turles sensed the movement behind him with his keen sense of smell, but he didn't notice anything amiss.
This reckless guy, having recovered a bit of his strength, is already trying to steal kills again?
Turles didn't even turn his head, but subconsciously frowned.
"What? You want to come up here and die?"
"I told you! With me here, you have no chance for revenge!"
Little did he know, Granolah behind him slowly raised her head.
That cold face was covered with a sinister grin.
In the very center of his forehead, an "M" character identical to Frieza's was emitting an ominous black light.
Granolah's right eye erupted with an eerie red light, instantly locking onto the fleeting weak point in Turles's back as he connected his power.
A hand chop, imbued with a dark and emerald green aura, struck silently yet ruthlessly towards Turles's back!
A deadly move strikes suddenly!
Driven by his life-or-death instincts, Turles twisted all his muscles at the last second, forcibly turning half his body.
Pfft!
The chop grazed his heart, but still sank deep into his left shoulder!
Blood spurted out instantly!
"Ugh!"
Turles let out a muffled groan, the pain excruciating.
He endured the excruciating pain and delivered a powerful elbow strike with all his might, slamming it down behind him!
But Granolah's power is astonishing!
He withstood the powerful elbow strike, though he swayed slightly.
Immediately afterwards, he swung his leg and kicked Turles hard in the stomach!
Bang--!
Turles was kicked away.
He smashed through more than a dozen huge metal debris floating in the air before finally crashing to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
"Cough..."
Turles, clutching his bleeding left shoulder, struggled to his feet from the ruins.
He stared ahead with a look of surprise and uncertainty.
Granolah slowly landed in front of him, with Frieza, now corrupted, beside her.
On the foreheads of both of them, the evil "M" character was flashing.
He sensed Baby's presence emanating from Granolah.
I see.
That bastard not only managed to escape, but also took control of this so-called "number one in the universe".
Behind Golden Frieza and Granolah, a sinister laugh emanated from the short figure.
"Heh... How about it, General Turles?"
Babidi's body emitted what was clearly Baby's voice.
He controlled Babidi's body, stepping out from behind Frieza and Granolah, his face filled with the arrogance and smugness of a petty person who had achieved his goal.
No matter how powerful you are! So what?
"We Tuffle possess the most advanced intelligence in the entire universe! Fighting is nothing but a game for barbarians; only those who emerge victorious at the end are the true winners!"
His eyes revealed resentment and a morbid glee.
"Nothing gives me more pleasure than personally killing the strongest Saiyan!"
"Don't worry, after you die, I'll wipe out every last Saiyan in the universe so they can join you!"
Turles clutched his left shoulder, which was gushing blood, his face grave.
The devastating blow that pierced through his body caused severe disruption to the ultimate aura within him.
Its vitality is irreversibly fading.
On the other hand, look at the other side.
Golden Frieza and Granolah, empowered by Babidi's dark magic, were filled with fighting spirit.
Even when he wasn't injured, he would probably be outnumbered by this lineup.
Not to mention now...