61 Chapter 59: The Emperor of the Universe is Angry!
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In a distant corner of the Northern Milky Way, within the Planet Frieza no 79.
On a planet adorned with advanced technology, Frieza stood atop the tallest tower, gazing out into the rushing winds. Below, dark rivers meandered, and towering armed buildings adorned the riverbanks like pearls. The night sky cast a faint glow upon the darkness, illuminated by the radiant lights of the planet.
Late at night, Frieza stood there quietly, holding a cup of bright red wine in his hand, observing the cosmic army and the shining lights below.
The tower extended high into the sky, allowing Frieza to overlook the mortals below. The howling wind echoed in his ears, and his long tail trailed on the ground at an unusual angle.
As he beheld the grand spectacle he had created, Frieza couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. Conquering the entire Galaxy, even the universe, seemed within reach. Lately, he had been filled with a sense of pride, as the expansion of his Legion rapidly increased, and he successfully eliminated several hidden dangers. Just a few days ago, he received good news - information about the legendary Dragon Balls!
Since Turles had escaped from Earth and gone into exile in the universe, he had been searching for Dragon Ball information on various planets. Finally, he got a clue. He then hid the only Dragon Ball he possessed and sold it as valuable information to the Frieza Legion in exchange for supplies.
Unaware that Dragon Balls needed to be collected in seven pieces, Turles unknowingly deceived the elite troops and headed away from the Faraway Planet. Frieza, recognizing the significance of the matter, dispatched his trusted subordinates to deal with it directly.
Dragon Balls, capable of fulfilling any wish, could grant immortality! Frieza couldn't help but think about the endless possibilities. He even entertained the thought of surpassing his own father, the once-mighty King.
Suddenly, a well-dressed Frieza force combatant approached from behind, respectfully kneeling on one knee. The person seemed hesitant to deliver some news: "Lord Frieza, something major has occurred. We sent our army to the Faraway Planet, and they were completely defeated."
Frieza's mood was immediately disturbed. He turned his head, and his cold gaze fell upon the man before him.
The Frieza force combatant continued, "According to reliable information, Zarbon and Dodoria were confronted by a group led by Vegeta, and... they didn't survive the encounter."
"Vegeta? That insolent monkey never truly obeyed me. I'm tired of playing games with him. I'll kill him sooner or later," Frieza growled with a murderous look in his eyes. The glass of wine in his hand cracked from the pressure he exerted, falling to the ground and shattering. "Could they have taken the Dragon Balls?"
"I don't know," the man replied anxiously. "However, our detection devices indicate that in addition to Vegeta's party, Angila (the right hand man of Slug) from the Slug Legion is also operating on the Faraway Planet."
"Slug?" Frieza's anger reached a boiling point. He slammed his tail on the ground, revealing a cold smile. "How many people did Turles sell intelligence to? Where is Turles now? Find him!"
"Turles disappeared without a trace," the man said fearfully.
It became apparent that Turles had deceived both Frieza and the Slaug Legion, setting them against each other to profit from their conflict. Frieza couldn't tolerate being deceived, manipulated, and robbed.
Frieza approached the man, his tail inadvertently wrapping around the man's neck. "Repeat what you said."
The man struggled and managed to utter, "Lord Frieza, Turles has always been cunning. After the transaction, he fled with anti-reconnaissance devices on his spacecraft. His whereabouts are unknown. Please... spare me... my King..."
In response, Frieza released his tail. "What else?"
The man coughed, gathered his courage, and forced the words out. "The detector's message... It indicated that Vegeta and Earth's inhabitants have incredible combat power. Vegeta's power is now at 80,000, and even Raditz has over 20,000 combat power..."
"What?"
Frieza was shocked. He couldn't believe that Saiyans possessed such high fighting power. Vegeta's growth could be expected, given his talent and experiences on Earth. But Raditz had always been a lower-level fighter with combat power around a thousand. How did it skyrocket to over 20,000? Moreover, Vegeta's power had reached an astonishing 80,000!
What had they experienced during their time on Earth?
Frieza couldn't help but blame himself. He remembered the ancient legends, feeling an uneasiness deep inside.
"Beerus sama told me to erase the saiyans. And because of the legend of the super saiyan i destroyed planet vegeta but I didnt complete the job, i shouldn't have left the few saiyan's alive... It was a grave mistake not to completely eliminate the Saiyans from the start," Frieza muttered, squinting his eyes as he pondered.
"What should we do now? I'll finish this immediately. Otherwise, I'll kill you..."
"Yes, Lord Frieza," the man stammered, wiping the sweat from his brow. "There is also a Namekian among them, who possesses tremendous power. He was the one who defeated Zarbon."
"How about the Namekian?" Frieza contemplated his next move. He recalled the intercepted information regarding Dragon Balls. Goku had displayed the magical abilities of the Dragon Balls on Earth. Nappa suspected that the Namekian might be involved in their creation. Should he go to the Planet Namek to find out more?
"I will make Slug fight Vegeta for the Dragon Balls. Hehe..." Frieza sneered, his eyes narrowed.
The Frieza force combatant kneeling before him felt chills run down his spine. Though Frieza didn't move, he sensed that he was like a beast about to devour, and the man's head aligned with his mouth!
In the next moment, a thin blade of light sliced through the air, neatly severing the man's head from his neck. Blood spurted, and the lifeless eyes stared wide open.
"You've had it rough," Frieza remarked, turning away from the scene without casting a glance. His two guards quickly attended to the body and cleaned the area.
"Send a message to headquarters. Mobilize the elite teams of M79 branch immediately. We need the highest level of reinforcements, quickly!"
Frieza walked out of the tower, floating in the air with his hands behind his back. His imposing presence drew the attention of all those around him. Above him spread the vast expanse of the starry sky, and he felt like an emperor, ready to conquer all.
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