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"Phew...phew..."
"The damn Saiyan, the damn Namekian... they actually managed to push me back..."
Frieza was drenched in blood, his 100% state having already subsided. His tail was mangled, his left arm hung limply, and his breathing was labored.
Every time he opened his mouth, he coughed up blood, staining his already reddened lips even more vividly.
Unfortunately, in the vast expanse of the universe, his complaints and furious screams remained confined to his own mind, echoing futilely.
Inside Frieza's heart, a tempest of rage churned. How could the Emperor of the Universe be defeated? How could he be humiliated by a Namekian? This was an affront to his pride and dignity.
Frustration mingled with anger, Frieza's lips curled into a bitter smile. "I'll destroy all of you! Just as you witnessed the fiery end of Vegeta more than twenty years ago, hahahahaha..."
His laughter was manic, echoing with madness. The strain on his wounds only seemed to intensify his deranged mirth. Though he refused to admit it, deep down, he recognized the catastrophic threat posed by the planet's impending destruction. Piccolo's power had transcended his own, and for the ruler of the Universe to meet his match was an affront to his dignity and honor.
Amidst his frustration, Frieza's anger surged. "I'll make sure you all perish together! Just as on the planet Vegeta more than twenty years ago!"
He laughed uncontrollably, his voice echoing with madness and pain. The strain on his wounds seemed to fuel his hysterical laughter, rendering him oblivious to the agony.
Frieza's resolve to unleash devastation upon the Namekian planet remained unwavering. He formed a sinister grin, his fingers tracing the pattern of a red sphere of energy, which pulsated with crackling lightning. Initially no larger than an egg, the sphere suddenly expanded into a colossal form, its diameter spanning several hundred meters. The sphere's surface flickered with a fiery luminescence akin to a small sun, radiating an intense and blinding light.
"You shall all be obliterated."
Frieza's grin widened, his finger poised to initiate the the destruction of the world. The colossal Ki orb soared towards the planet Namek, its sheer impact generating atmospheric disturbances well before its physical impact.
A tempest of destruction raged, magma pillars erupted, fissures etched the landscape, and the very earth quaked under the strain, as the crack extended across the entire planet.
On the planet Namek's surface, spectators witnessed the fiery orb resembling a second sun rapidly descending upon them. Once the high-purity Ki bomb made contact, the planet's fate would be sealed.
"We mustn't let it hit, Piccolo!" Raditz cried out.
Piccolo glanced back, his expression ice-cold. His eyes were bloodshot, exuding an aura of frosty malevolence, akin to a winter gale in the north.
Raditz was taken aback. He observed a strange magic within Piccolo's eyes—an inexplicable power that defied explanation. It was almost as if Piccolo had been possessed by something... otherworldly.
The eyes of the two met briefly, and a shiver ran down Raditz's spine. Involuntarily, he retreated several steps, colliding with the cold rocks, sending a shiver down his spine.
Piccolo paid him no further attention, instead turning his gaze towards the incoming devastation. His eyes narrowed as a faint smile tugged at his lips, a smile laden with malice and cruelty.
Raditz watched, horror-struck, as Piccolo raised his arms towards the sky, his hands forming an ominous gesture. A long series of maniacal laughter ensued, each chortle resonating with a thunderous shock.
The horrifying realization hit Raditz—it wasn't just Piccolo. It was a malevolent force, a power beyond their comprehension.
Meanwhile, Frieza's attention remained fixed on unleashing the planet-obliterating bomb. He had not noticed Piccolo's transformation, nor could he anticipate what would come next.
Piccolo's eyes gleamed with an ominous light as he locked onto the incoming threat. With an exhalation, he released a shockwave of Ki, its diameter spanning a mere dozen meters. In the face of the planet destroyer, it was minuscule. Upon contact, the Ki shockwave fizzled out, akin to a stream crashing against solid stone.
Undeterred, Piccolo continued to channel his Ki into the shockwave, heedless of the ensuing chaos. Earth and stone were drawn into the maelstrom, reality itself twisting under the immense power. Despite the apparent futility, Piccolo pressed on, his eyes fixated on the approaching danger.
Driven by the malevolent essence infused within him, Piccolo's power swelled exponentially. The Ki wave, which seemed insignificant in comparison to the impending cataclysm, grew in magnitude and ferocity.
The colossal fireball, propelled by the force of Frieza's malevolence, halted its trajectory and began to recede.
Within the confines of space, Frieza witnessed his own strength turned against him, his planet-destroying force forced back by the Ki wave. In the blink of an eye, the fireball approached him, a hungry maw opening wide to consume him.
How could my own power be used against me? Frieza recoiled, attempting to redirect the Ki of the blast back towards its source. Yet, Piccolo showed no signs of yielding. With a powerful cry, Piccolo unleashed another surge of Ki, the shockwave propelling the planet destroyer ever closer.
As his own attack bore down upon him, Frieza's vision blurred, his world crumbling around him. His voice was swallowed by the cacophony, his perception fragmented, and his consciousness slipping away.
Swallowed by his own power, Frieza found himself submerged in an abyss of Ki, propelled by the force of Piccolo's malevolence. The once-mighty Emperor of the Universe was rendered powerless, engulfed by the Ki he had harnessed.
With a final, desperate cry, Frieza was absorbed into the surging maelstrom, his form vanishing into the farthest reaches of the universe.
The overwhelming tempest subsided, leaving in its wake an eerie stillness. The lava's fiery cascade dwindled, the doomsday scene frozen upon the battered planet's surface. Though the planet itself remained intact, the Namekian inhabitants had little hope of survival.
Piccolo stood triumphant amidst the aftermath, his countenance twisted into a chilling smile. His teeth glinted like sharpened blades, his laughter reverberating like thunderous echoes across the landscape.
"Such horror... Piccolo's power has grown unimaginably!" Goku and Raditz, their strength nearly depleted, offered each other support.
"Yet, there's a disturbing undercurrent in his aura," Vegeta, dragging Gohan along by the ankle, joined the pair. A look of unease creased his brow, overshadowing the remnants of triumph. The malevolent essence emanating from Piccolo sent a shiver down his spine, a harbinger of Frieza's fate.
"Run!" Raditz implored, recalling their earlier confrontation. The dread coursing through his veins urged him to flee. "He's not focused on us now, hurry! But it's not really Piccolo!"
Before Goku could voice his thoughts, Raditz's abrupt halt cut him off.
"Run!!!"
Capitalizing on Gohan's lead, Vegeta propelled himself forward, followed by Raditz and Goku. Their remaining Ki had been nearly exhausted, and their only recourse was swift escape.
For the remaining Namekian inhabitants, there was no time for deliberation. If they perished, they could always be resurrected with the Dragon Balls. Their primary objective was to find safety, to live to fight another day.
Meanwhile, Piccolo's maniacal laughter abruptly ceased. His ice-cold gaze shifted, focusing on the quartet. In the span of an instant, he closed the distance, hovering before them. A surge of Ki pulsated within him as he locked his sights upon the group, his aura exuding a frigid malevolence.
"I won't let any of you escape my grasp, puny Namekians!"
Piccolo's arm extended, forming a pulsating, multicolored orb of light. Within the span of a heartbeat, the Ki within the orb swelled exponentially, surpassing even Frieza's planet-destroying force. This time, no one could prevent the cataclysmic force that was about to be unleashed.
"Sssss...whoosh..."
At the precipice of doom, Raditz blew a shrill whistle, a tone unfamiliar to his own ears...
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