Turles stared at the two men in front of him, his heart sinking.
Is this really where I'm going to die today?
Baby's laughter stopped abruptly.
Frieza and Granolah vanished from their spots in an instant.
Turles didn't have time to think; his body instinctively retreated rapidly.
A series of sharp, whistling sounds filled the air.
The relentless Death Beam and the high-density sniper rays intertwined to form a massive net, completely blocking his escape routes on both sides.
The rays grazed Turles's cheek and arm, leaving a trail of blood.
Turles had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue retreating.
Frieza was already right in front of him.
A sweeping kick was delivered.
Before his legs even reached the ground, the sharp wind was already making Turles' calves ache.
Turles gritted his teeth and pushed off the ground, leaping into the air.
We narrowly escaped danger!
Before he could even catch his breath, a violent gust of air suddenly rippled overhead.
Granolah!
This guy was already waiting in mid-air!
Granolah clenched her fists, interlaced her fingers, and slammed them down hard on Turles ' back.
Turles plummeted straight down.
The ground collapsed with a deafening roar, sending rubble and dust billowing into the sky, creating a bottomless crater.
Turles coughed up a mouthful of blood and struggled to climb out of the pit.
My vision blurred intermittently.
He gritted his teeth, forcibly summoning the last bit of energy within him, attempting to launch a counterattack!
But clearly, none of them worked...
In his severely injured state, his attacks were completely ineffective against his opponent's defenses.
Before his vision could focus, a golden foot had already stepped onto the gravel in front of him.
Frieza's finger touched his chest directly.
A burst of violent energy exploded in Turles' chest.
He was sent flying backward again.
Seeing this, Baby, who was possessing Babidi, couldn't have been happier.
The previous panic and humiliation were swept away. As long as Turles, the biggest variable, was dealt with, everything would be over, and the hatred of the Tuffle could finally be washed away.
No one in the entire universe can stop him from establishing the Tuffle Force!
Turles lay in the pile of rubble.
All I could hear was Baby's sickly laughter.
He tried to clench his fist, but his fingers trembled uncontrollably; his strength was draining away too quickly.
The penetrating wound, coupled with the continuous heavy blows, had brought his body to the brink of collapse.
He was breathing heavily, trying to make out the situation ahead.
Golden Frieza grinned and walked over, grabbing Turles's monkey tail tightly from behind.
A piercing pain shot from my tailbone straight to my brain.
Turles let out a muffled groan.
Frieza suddenly exerted force with his arm, lifting Turles up and slamming him heavily onto the ruins on his right. Before Darlest could recover, Frieza exerted force again.
Bang!
Swing it left and right in a wide arc!
Amidst the flurry of hammer blows from Frieza and Granola!
Turles ' consciousness seemed to be fading, and his eyes slowly closed.
But their mixed doubles match won't stop there...
Turles couldn't even groan anymore; his double eyelids grew heavier and heavier until they slowly closed.
Darkness completely enveloped our vision.
Several images flashed through my mind like a revolving lantern.
Grand Kai's Planet.
In the empty valley, Pikkon and Olibu attacked from both sides.
The scene changes.
We just faced Hatchiyack.
He was trying to enter that state of Selflessness in his Limit Form.
It's impossible to remain completely calm in this state.
But now.
Turles seemed oblivious to the lively, restless energy...
A severe injury piercing his left shoulder, compounded by a series of heavy blows.
The dark red aura of its Limit Form had waned to its lowest point, leaving its body extremely weak.
The anger that had been bothering him subsided.
A sense of peace rose within me, and everything around me seemed to slow down.
The movement of the wind, the trajectory of the rolling pebbles.
Even the sounds of Frieza and Granolah's muscles contracting.
Frieza released his grip.
Turles lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Frieza clenched his right fist, golden light gathering wildly on his knuckles.
"Go to hell!"
The punch was aimed straight at Turles's forehead.
Just as the fist was about to touch his nose, Turles ' neck turned slightly.
Frieza's punch grazed Turles ' cheek.
The violent force of the punch tore at Turles's face, drawing out a few drops of blood.
The fist missed completely.
Granolah didn't pause.
A sweeping kick tore through the air, heading straight for Turles ' body as he plummeted downwards.
But it still ended in vain.
Turles ' body landed lightly on the ground.
My feet stepped on the small pebbles, but nothing happened.
His eyes remained closed.
The fur swayed slightly in the wind.
Frieza's face darkened.
With a flash, he instantly closed in on Turles.
With both fists thrust out simultaneously, golden fist shadows intertwined to form a dense net, descending upon him.
Granolah also came to her senses.
His right eye glowed bright red, and he launched an attack from the other side.
Frieza's fingertips condensed into a high-density green ray, which, combined with his fist, poured towards Turles.
Faced with a fierce and relentless attack from both of them.
Turles ' eyes remained closed.
The body was only making extremely slight twists in place.
The two fought faster and faster, reaching their maximum speed.
The surrounding air was completely blasted apart, producing a continuous roar.
The rubble on the ruins was whipped up by the strong wind and pulverized into powder in mid-air.
No matter how they attacked, they couldn't even touch a corner of Turles's clothes.
They grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. What on earth was going on?
Turles seemed to have completely foreseen the trajectory of all their attacks.
Each time, it manages to dodge at the absolute limit.
Baby's laughter was abruptly cut off upon seeing this.
What happened?
Turles was clearly at his wit's end.
I reckon he's just one breath away from passing away.
Frieza and Granolah's attacks missed.
One failure could be considered a coincidence.
We can't possibly miss every single time, can we?
"Hateful!"
Baby finally couldn't hold back anymore.
"Kill him!"
"No matter what he's doing! Take action!"
"Can't even the two of you handle him? You're useless!"
The eerie calm emanating from Turles made him feel extremely dangerous.
Upon receiving the order, Golden Frieza and Granolah simultaneously unleashed the full power of their bodies!
Two violent forces collided and intertwined violently in mid-air.
This time the pace is even faster.
The pincer attacks became increasingly tightly coordinated.
A series of deafening sonic booms exploded around Turles.
Space was severely distorted by this high-frequency attack.
Turles's body, however, kept pace with this rhythm.
They were fast, Turles was even faster.
The range of twisting is getting smaller and smaller.
The dodging movements became increasingly subtle.
Even the slightest tremor of the skin can deflect a fatal impact.
In the midst of their relentless and frenzied struggle.
Turles's originally dull skin began to change.
Little by little, extremely fine silver particles of light appeared...