"I see."
Frieza said slowly, "Looks like you were right. He really doesn't look like the other Namekians. Grand Elder, you have no intention of telling me, do you? But if I watch this young man get killed, I don't think you'll be able to stay silent."
Even with his eyes closed, the Grand Elder spoke softly, "Nail isn't as weak as you think. He's the strongest Warrior-type on Namek. You can't lump him together with the Namekians you killed before."
In truth, he also knew Nail was no match for Frieza. He was only hoping Nail could buy more time—enough for Creed and the others to seize the Dragon Balls and make their wish.
Frieza trembled with rage and snarled, "So you really won't say it, huh!? Fine. Since you want to be stubborn with me, I'll show you just how terrifying it is when the strongest being in the universe gets angry. With your pathetic little strength, you think you can beat me? That's beyond ridiculous. 'Not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth'—that phrase was made to describe you!"
Then he suddenly smiled. "Speaking of which, Grand Elder… that fool over there who doesn't know his place and wants to challenge me—do you want me to beat him until he's half-dead, and then you'll change your mind and tell me? Once he's injured, you'll regret not telling me earlier. Or you could just kneel and beg me first—either works."
The Grand Elder kept his eyes closed and remained silent.
Nail gritted his teeth and said, "You've already noticed the Grand Elder's time is almost up. If we fight here and end up involving him, it won't do you any good. I suggest we change the battlefield."
Frieza laughed. "I don't think that's very likely. But fine—go wherever you like."
After that, the two flew off in the direction of the spaceship.
The Grand Elder didn't try to stop them. He understood all too well that, in the current situation, Nail's life no longer mattered. As long as they could hold out until Dende reached the Earthlings, everything could be resolved. Now, Namek's fate was in the Earthlings' hands.
At this moment, Goku had finished raising his power. Ginyu took a deep breath. After hesitating for a long time, he finally forced the words out with difficulty. "Could it be… you're the legendary Super Saiyan?"
Goku looked at him and said slowly, "Vegeta did mention something like that. But even now, I still don't understand what he meant. Still… I'm sorry. You have no chance of beating me anymore. I don't want to kill people for no reason. Leave this planet immediately."
Those words completely threw Ginyu into panic. He'd heard Frieza talk about it before—Super Saiyans were the strongest warriors of legend, and the only thing Frieza truly feared was a Super Saiyan. But hearing Goku say he didn't want to kill him made no sense to him. A Super Saiyan was supposed to be a bloodthirsty, universe-dominating warrior—so why would he let him go so easily?
However, a warrior's pride made Ginyu refuse to back down. Instead, he burst into laughter and threw a purple energy sphere—only for Goku to flick it away casually. Seeing the sheer difference in strength, Jeice grew frantic, but Ginyu said, "I never imagined someone this strong could exist in this world. Meeting someone stronger than me… that's something to be happy about."
He kept hurling energy spheres. Goku swatted them away like he was shooing mosquitoes—each one powerful enough to destroy an island. Ginyu looked like he'd gone mad, raising both hands and laughing loudly.
"I'm so happy! I haven't run into an opponent this strong in ages! I'm unbelievably lucky to still be alive!"
As he spoke, he removed his scouter and tossed it to Jeice. Then he said slowly, "Hold onto it properly. Don't let my scouter fall."
Goku watched him and didn't rush in. He wanted to see what Ginyu was planning.
He didn't have to wait long.
A shocking scene unfolded—Ginyu suddenly thrust his palm into his own chest. Purple liquid instantly flowed out, and his expression twisted in extreme pain. When he pulled his hand back out, there was a hole in his chest. His heart was faintly visible, almost exposed.
"What are you doing!?" Goku exclaimed.
Enduring the pain, Ginyu rasped, "I don't know whether you're a Super Saiyan or not… but I truly admire that incomparably powerful body of yours."
As he spoke, he clenched his fist. A tremendous aura erupted from him. The sky seemed to lurch, and stones on the ground began to rise. Then, all at once, he spread his arms wide.
Goku immediately felt something strange. His body seemed to be tugged by an invisible force—like his soul was being pulled out. He couldn't resist at all. This wasn't something you could control with sheer strength.
He didn't know how long it lasted before Goku finally regained consciousness.
The moment he saw the person in front of him, he was even more shocked.
That person had the exact same appearance as him.
But that smile… it looked exactly like Ginyu.
With great difficulty, Goku spoke. "Why am I standing over there…?"
The "him" in front of him grinned. "Because I've already swapped our bodies."
...
Only then did Goku realize—his body had become Ginyu's body. The two had completely switched. And because of the agony in his chest, he couldn't move at all. He could only fall from the sky, slowly and helplessly.
Ginyu didn't keep fighting him. Instead, he flew with Jeice toward the spaceship.
If he met Gohan while wearing this body, things would become much easier.
At the same time, Nail had also led Frieza to a place far away from the Grand Elder. He removed his outer garment, revealing his powerful physique—already prepared to fight Frieza to the death.
Frieza, however, looked relaxed. Arms folded, head tilted, he said, "I really can't stand you people on this planet. It's like you're all in a hurry to die. What a headache."
Nail didn't waste words with him. He clenched his fists and kept raising his ki.
Seeing this, Frieza activated his scouter. In an instant, Nail raised his battle power to 40,000—he even surpassed one of the Ginyu Force members.
Frieza waved his hand and smiled. "As expected of Namek's strongest warrior. I'm almost tempted to take you as my subordinate. I'll tell you a number: my battle power is 50,000. But don't worry—I won't use my full strength to fight you. I'll use only my left hand. That way, it'll add a little more fun to the battle."
Nail couldn't endure that humiliation any longer. He charged straight at him.
(End of Chapter)
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