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Vegeta's voice crackled with a mix of arrogance and desperation in the multiverse chat. "Frieza, you're definitely scared! You're terrified of the Super Saiyan legend!" He clung to the ancient lore, convinced that the golden transformation was the ultimate trump card. "As long as I reach that state, defeating you will be simple!"
Frieza's response was dripping with condescension. "Is that so? Then I shall be waiting, Mr. Vegeta. But do try not to be too confident. It would be quite embarrassing if you failed to transform after all that bluster."
"Impossible!" Vegeta roared back. "Besides me, which other Saiyan could possibly achieve it? Kakarot? That low-class warrior doesn't have the pedigree. Just watch, Frieza! I'll become a Super Saiyan and crush you in an instant!"
As the bickering subsided, the narrator's voice resonated across the dimensions, shifting the focus back to the unfolding crisis on Namek. "Frieza, the Galactic Emperor, shares a peculiar trait with the Saiyans. He also possesses transformationsâthough, strictly speaking, they are not evolutions, but a step-by-step regression to his true, suppressed power. His original form is so overwhelming that it consumes immense stamina, requiring him to maintain these degenerated states to control his Ki."
In the video, Vegetaâblinded by his own growing Kiâconfidently urged Frieza to transform. He believed that with Gohan and Krillin by his side, they could handle whatever Frieza was hiding. Frieza obliged. His body surged, muscles expanding and horns curving upward into wicked, ox-like points. The shockwaves from his transition cracked the very ground beneath them.
"In this state," Frieza's voice boomed, now deeper and more guttural, "my power level is definitely over one million!"
Despair washed over Vegeta. The numbers on his internal scouter didn't even need to register; the sheer pressure of Frieza's Ki was suffocating. He had drastically underestimated the Emperor. Frieza moved like a blur of white and violet, his horn piercing through Krillin's chest before tossing the broken human into the sea.
The sight triggered a primal explosion in Gohan. The young Saiyan's Ki flared into a violent aura, and for a few breathless moments, he unleashed a brutal assault that sent Frieza reeling. Vegeta watched in stunned silence, wondering if the "brat" was actually the legendary warrior. But the gap was too wide. Gohan's rage-fueled strikes left barely a scratch on the monster.
As Frieza prepared to retaliate, a sharp, buzzing hum filled the air. A golden saw-blade of pure energyâthe Destructo Discâsliced through the sky from behind. Frieza twisted his body at the last millisecond, narrowly avoiding death, but the disc sheared his tail clean off.
Krillin stood on a nearby ridge, breathing hard but completely healed. "What a pity! If that had landed, Frieza would be in two pieces right now."
The chat erupted in awe. Yamcha cheered, "Krillin, that was incredible! You actually drew blood!" Tien Shinhan added, "Even Vegeta couldn't land a clean hit like that." Even Piccolo admitted, "If that had hit his neck, a Super Saiyan wouldn't even have been necessary."
The shock reached other worlds. Sengoku marveled, "A technique that ignores power gaps? If one mastered that, they would be invincible." Uzumaki Naruto stared in disbelief: "That's even sharper than my Rasenshuriken!" Saitama, watching with his usual blank expression, muttered, "My punch might split the clouds, but Krillin's move looks like it could cut the planet in half."
In West City, Akira watched the reactions with a knowing smirk. He knew the tactical value of the Destructo Discâit was a "hacks" ability in a world of raw power. Krillin almost soloed Nappa and Frieza with that move, Akira thought.
If it weren't for the 'tail' being the only casualty, the story would have ended right there. He wondered how Frieza would feel seeing that this very cruelty toward Krillin was the catalyst for his own downfall.
Back in the video, the tide turned grim again. Frieza was now on guard, rendering the Destructo Disc useless for a second attempt. Krillin, Gohan, and Vegeta fought desperately, but they were being systematically dismantled.
However, hope arrived from the horizon. Piccolo, having assimilated with the warrior Nail, felt a surge of power unlike anything he had ever known. His Ki felt infinite, his tactical mind sharper. As the trio on the battlefield fell to their knees, the Namekian warrior landed with a heavy thud, his eyes locked on the Emperor.