Raditz landed on the rooftop and waved to Beerus and Whis. "I finally succeeded. Thank you, Lord Beerus."
"Thank me for what? You would have been promoted sooner or later. Hmph, those Supreme Kais are too stubborn!" Beerus couldn't help grinning when he noticed Raditz's dimensional transformation. "Actually, this is also good for me."
"Of course, Lord Beerus is looking forward to this." Whis said with a chuckle.
"Don't talk too much."
"I know, I know."
The master and servant were speaking in riddles, but in truth Raditz already understood perfectly well.
Technically, Raditz's current divine position was the same as Beerus's, but out of respect for the God of Destruction, Raditz's demeanor remained modest, which made Whis greatly appreciate it.
"Mr. Raditz, now that you've become a Supreme Kai, what do you plan to do next?"
"I haven't thought about it yet, but I'll definitely continue training." Raditz said seriously. "There's a higher realm above Super Saiyan, and I must break through to it."
Beerus curled his lips. "Do you still want to train with Whis? You're a Supreme Kai now—isn't that inappropriate?"
"Is Lord Beerus afraid?" Whis said teasingly.
"Stop rambling! Me, afraid of him?! He'd need to train for another ten thousand years to surpass me!"
Raditz couldn't help laughing.
Unlike Earth, which was full of laughter and joy, in the depths of the distant universe, the stench of blood and evil surged. Many cosmic beings wearing uniform combat suits knelt on the flat metal roadway, awaiting their king's return.
He'd made a deal with the Demon Realm and obtained new life. At the same time, he'd also helped Towa acquire tremendous energy. The cooperation between them was close. Frieza was vicious, cunning, and scheming—better than Mira as an assistant. He could always disappear quietly without leaving traces before the Time Patrol discovered him.
Simultaneously, Towa had provided Frieza with a space where time passed extremely slowly for training. Frieza, who'd never been serious before, began training diligently for the first time. With the intention of surpassing Raditz, he began working hard from the bottom of his heart to become stronger.
After making all preparations, Frieza found his remnants—a loyal army reorganized by Tagoma. Under Tagoma's leadership, they'd been searching for a way to resurrect Frieza, and now they finally saw him. They were so excited they could barely contain themselves.
The arrogant Emperor of the Universe was amazed by their loyalty and gave them a very high evaluation—"confidants."
Frieza walked on the smooth ground, his tail swaying slightly. Surrounded by high-tech buildings towering into the sky with countless lights shining, yet under Frieza's sinister aura, they all looked cold.
"You've all done well, especially Tagoma—you surprised me." Frieza scanned the crowd with blood-red eyes, and there was invisible pressure in his praise that made everyone struggle to breathe.
Tagoma swallowed hard, his face turning pale. "Thanks to King Frieza's favor."
"How powerful are we now?"
"This... the current situation is very bad. The Galactic Justice League is constantly expanding its jurisdiction. Some planets that weren't under their control have also actively requested asylum after hearing their reputation, causing our power to continue shrinking. Now we can only hold a small part of the Northern Galaxy. Their strength has grown too fast—any minor captain can defeat our elite fighters. The leaders are former Ginyu Force members, Jeice and Burter."
"Hmph, those two traitors will be punished sooner or later, but they're nothing to fear. My real opponent is the Saiyans!" Frieza narrowed his eyes and suddenly burst forth with killing intent. The ground split open, cracks meandering outward.
Everyone was so frightened they prostrated themselves on the ground, keeping silent.
Even Tagoma trembled so much he dared not lift his head.
"My lord, are we going to conquer... to fight against the Saiyans?" someone asked tremblingly.
"It's not yet time. Using my current ability to face the Saiyans would undoubtedly be seeking death. But I can feel an energy within my body striking at my limits. It requires time to train and release it. Once completed... heh, no one will be my opponent!"
Frieza's blood-colored pupils sparkled with fierce confidence. With Towa's help, he understood the Saiyans' growth over recent years. Conceited as he was, even he had to admit how powerful the Saiyans had become. But—Frieza firmly believed he was the strongest one, and his strength would surpass anyone else's!
"Send someone to monitor them first and gather information. Then make some noise around the universe. Tell them—I'm back!" Frieza let out his signature laugh, sinister and sharp as grinding blades.
Amidst the eerie laughter, all the cosmic beings convincingly agreed. To be honest, they were also very excited. Those who'd persisted until now after Frieza's death were all his die-hard loyalists. They'd followed the new commander Tagoma just to see the day when they could regain supremacy.
Now their chance had arrived, their dreams within sight, and Frieza's return had given everyone a shot in the arm, providing the ambitious group with fighting zeal and aggression.
"But... Great King Frieza, we are weak, and I'm afraid we're no match for the Galactic Justice League." Tagoma expressed his opinion tremulously.
"Choose a few capable subordinates. Together with you, you'll begin training with me tomorrow. Accepting my training will greatly enhance your strength." Frieza grinned. "But... you'd better endure it, otherwise it would be a pity to die."
Everyone swallowed nervously, unable to resist the temptation yet afraid of decapitation.
Only Tagoma shouted directly without hesitation, "Thank you, King Frieza!"
Now there was neither the Ginyu Force nor Dodoria and Zarbon standing before him. Even the brothers Abo and Cado were dead. There weren't many capable subordinates under Frieza's command. If he could improve his strength by leaps and bounds under King Frieza's guidance, from now on he'd truly be second only to one and above ten thousand!
"Hahahahahaha... Saiyans, you're dead!" Frieza spread his arms in his most comfortable and proud posture. His laughter pierced the sky—arrogance, excitement, and rage all merged together and burst forth.
Besides the Saiyans, he still had another matter weighing on his mind—and that was Towa. He didn't want to accept this woman's command forever. He had his own plans and would dispose of Towa when necessary. To become the demon god, he alone must be the strongest!
Frieza's ferocious eyes stared at the sky, exuding endless terror.