The dazzling golden flames instantly illuminated the entire sky.
Towa hovered in mid-air, directly confronted by that overwhelming pressure. Her chest tightened, and her breath stopped completely in that instant.
Her fingers tightened around the wand, and the veins on the back of her hand bulged.
Towa immediately realized that they still hadn't grasped the seriousness of the situation!
They initially thought they were the testing ground, but now they've discovered they weren't even qualified to be the test subject!
Moro was merely using them as cannon fodder... Gure and the other two had already realized the seriousness of the situation!
That's the smell of death!
It can't be wrong!
Unlike Moro!
Moro, for various reasons, did not intend to kill them, but their hearts told them, "Frieza!"
They really will be killed!
Golden Frieza hovered silently, his body crackling with dark golden lightning.
He didn't even bother to lower his eyelids to the three defeated opponents below who had already lost their will to fight.
In his mind, these three trashy characters, who weren't even good enough to warm up, weren't worth his attention.
Frieza slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping across the entire battlefield, fixing on Towa and Mira in the distance.
His scarlet lips twitched upwards, revealing a ruthless yet elegant sneer.
"What? Did I scare you?"
"Oh ho ho ho..."
"Now that you're here, as the Emperor of the Universe, I should naturally extend the highest level of hospitality to my guest!"
"Are you ready to receive my warm 'hospitality'?!"
Frieza tilted his head, his tail swishing leisurely behind him, his tone light and airy.
Towa felt a sudden chill run down her spine, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, as if it would leap out of her throat.
Mira, standing next to him, suddenly tensed all her muscles!
Towa no longer cared about manners, and dared not hesitate or hold back in the slightest.
Her voice suddenly rose.
" Mira!"
Before she could finish speaking, Mira had already moved.
Without the slightest hesitation, he exerted force with his feet, took a sudden step to the side, and stood firmly in front of Towa.
The Dark Dragon Balls embedded in their bodies trembled violently at the same moment, emitting a piercing buzzing sound.
The two primordial forces of the Demon Realm realm, sharing the same origin, instantly converged.
An intensely dense black demonic energy exploded from the two of them, rapidly churning and contracting in mid-air, instantly enveloping Towa and Mira completely and condensing into an enormous, pitch-black demonic cocoon.
Upon seeing this Golden Frieza, standing in the distance, instantly lost his cold smile.
A shockwave exploded in the air, Golden Frieza vanished from mid-air without warning.
Space seemed to be folded in an instant.
In the next instant, a golden afterimage had already traversed a distance of hundreds of meters and directly approached the front of the giant demonic cocoon.
Frieza pulled his right arm back, clenched his fist, and a massive fist wrapped in raging dark gold lightning tore through the air, creating a deafening sonic boom, as it slammed into the center of the cocoon!
The three people watching from below, including Gure, didn't even have time to react. They only saw a flash of golden light before the earth-shattering pressure of the fist landed on the surface of the demonic cocoon.
Towa!
boom--!!!
At the center of the collision between the fist and the demonic cocoon, a blinding burst of light suddenly erupted.
The violent shockwave exploded in a ring, scraping away a thick layer of soil from the ground, and instantly blowing away the rubble of distant buildings into the air.
In mid-air, Golden Frieza's figure suddenly stopped.
From within the surging, dark purple demonic energy, a large hand with distinct knuckles and swirling with dense black energy emerged from the demonic cocoon, its five fingers curled, perfectly gripping Frieza's golden fist.
Two extremely violent energies collided wildly at the point where their fists and palms met, scattering arcs of dark red and dark gold electricity everywhere.
It was blocked?
Frieza's heart skipped a beat.
A sudden gust of wind arose, and the pitch-black cocoon that enveloped the outside exploded from the inside, the black mist that filled the sky was blown away by an even more ferocious wave of air.
A completely new figure slowly appeared before Golden Frieza.
He was an incredibly tall and slender male warrior, his black and white Demon Realm battle armor clinging to his bulging muscles. His pale face held both Towa's eerie beauty and Mira's coldness, and a dangling earring hung from his earlobe.
What surprised Frieza the most was the wild, upright, silver-white hair on the other person's head, each strand standing straight up, exuding a chilling sense of oppression.
That hairstyle and its outline are almost identical to the " Super Saiyan " that Frieza hates most deep in his memory!
Towa and Mira have transcended boundaries and become one in the ultimate form— Mira Towa!
Mira Towa gripped Golden Frieza's fist with one hand, and the combined voices of a man and a woman resounded simultaneously in mid-air:
" Frieza, we're not here for you..."
Frieza slowly withdrew his fist, smiling as he sized up Mira Towa in front of him.
"Oh? Could it be... that you want to reconcile?"
"Are you joking at this moment?"
"Perhaps I've caused you to misunderstand something..."
"I'm not the kind of person who's so easy to talk to..." Frieza's expression remained unchanged; he was smiling, but no one could manage a genuine smile...