Frieza Descends

In the surveillance room, Yuujin and the women, including Bulma, watched the screen with solemn expressions.

Latest satellite data revealed a massive fleet of warships heading toward Earth.

"That's Frieza and his army," someone muttered.

"This planet is doomed. If you don't want to die, run now," Vegeta sneered at Yuujin, crossing her arms.

Frieza's terror was unparalleled. Vegeta couldn't fathom Yuujin's confidence in confronting such a monster. Even if they had trained in that mysterious space for a year and grown stronger, they couldn't possibly match Frieza. Staying meant certain death; escaping seemed the only logical choice.

"We're not running," Yuujin replied, glancing at Vegeta calmly.

"You...!" Vegeta was annoyed but didn't pursue the argument.

"How long until they reach Earth?" Yuujin asked.

"At their current speed, they'll arrive in three days," a female operator quickly replied.

"Three days..." Yuujin murmured, deep in thought, before giving decisive orders.

"Violet, Mai, Hasky, recall all Red Silk Girls to the temple for standby."

"Bulma, Snake Princess, sound the planetary alarm and mobilize Earth's military to prepare for battle!"

"Tights, Launch, gather all martial artists with a power level above 100 to join the fight. Also, inform the king to organize evacuation plans for the populace!"

"Understood!"

The women sprang into action. Bulma activated the planetary alarm, and the blaring sound echoed worldwide.

Red Silk Battle Maidens stationed across the globe quickly returned to the temple. Police and robots appeared in the streets, maintaining order and guiding people to shelters. In remote areas, the ground split, and the seas churned, as countless warships rose to form defensive lines in space.

With Yuujin's commands, Earth entered a state of frantic preparation.

Three days later...

In the void of space, thousands of warships hovered in formation, ready for battle.

After years of training and equipping advanced weaponry, Earth's military had become a formidable force capable of engaging in interstellar warfare. Today marked their first test: facing Frieza's army, feared across the universe.

At the forefront, within the flagship, Yuujin, Goku, and Chi-Chi donned their martial arts attire, assisted by maidservants.

Yuujin sat in the captain's chair and turned to Bulma.

"Bulma, is it ready?"

"Do you doubt my skills? Of course, it's done."

Bulma snapped her fingers, and a maid brought over a tray holding several elegant bracelets.

"These are space bracelets I designed. They have intricate micro nuclear fields. Wearing one allows even ordinary people to survive in space. Just don't break them, and you can fight freely in the void," Bulma explained.

Yuujin nodded in satisfaction, taking one for himself and passing others to Goku, Chi-Chi, and Vegeta.

Since neither Earthlings nor Saiyans could survive in space unaided, the space bracelets were crucial for the upcoming battle outside Earth, preventing planetary damage.

"How many more of these do we have?" Yuujin asked.

"Do you think they grow on trees? These are insanely expensive. After equipping all Red Silk Battle Maidens, only a dozen are left," Bulma retorted.

"Send the rest to Piccolo, Tien, Yamcha, Krillin, and Chiaotzu. Their strength can help hold off some enemies," Yuujin instructed.

Though reluctant, Bulma complied, sending the remaining bracelets to the designated fighters.

Suddenly, an urgent alarm sounded.

"Alert! Alert! The enemy has entered the solar system. Contact in: 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..."

"They've arrived!"

The operators' tense voices echoed as Frieza's fleet, visible seconds ago only on the screen, appeared before them.

"So you're here, Frieza," Yuujin said with a smirk, his aura igniting with battle intent.

Years ago, when Planet Vegeta was destroyed, Frieza was a godlike figure, while Yuujin and Goku were mere powerless fugitives.

Time had flown by, but this time, they wouldn't run.

"Bulma, leave now," Yuujin said, gently brushing her forehead.

"Don't lose to those invaders. We'll wait for you at the temple," Bulma whispered, kissing Yuujin before departing with a team of maids on a small spaceship.

Watching her leave, Yuujin smiled wryly. Despite being together for so long, Bulma's youthful liveliness remained, and her rare gentle demeanor made him more determined to win.

"For my wives, I must not lose!"

"Goku, Chi-Chi, you're with me against Frieza. Launch, Snake Princess, lead the fleet against their army. Violet, Mai, Hasky, deploy the Battle Maidens to keep the enemy in space!"

"Understood!"

The women sprang into action. Already in her golden-haired mode, Launch shoved Yuujin aside and sat in the captain's chair.

"I've had enough waiting. Fire! Blow them to pieces!"

"Yes, Lady Launch!"

The fleet opened fire, and space lit up with explosions. Yuujin sighed, questioning if putting Launch in charge was a mistake.

"Vegeta, will you join us against Frieza?" Yuujin asked.

With a cold snort, Vegeta stepped forward silently.

Though she considered it suicidal, Vegeta knew it was too late to back out.

Fight and risk death—or flee and face certain doom.

Damned Kakarot and Sirusdared challenge Frieza. Could Vegeta cower? Never.

If today marked the Saiyan race's end, she'd face it head-on.

To be continued...

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