The two of them floated in the depths of space.
Frieza did not attack immediately. Instead, he carefully observed Gran.
With his hands behind his back, Gran hovered calmly in the starry void and said teasingly,
"So? A moment ago you were looking at me with such disdain. Now that I'm giving you the chance, why aren't you making a move?"
"Hmph. For Lord Beerus's sake, I can spare your life later."
Frieza's expression had already darkened. The courtesy he showed earlier had completely vanished.
"So generous?" Gran chuckled. "Then you don't have to worry either. I find you fairly pleasing to the eye too, so I'll spare you as well."
If there was anyone in Dragon Ball who possessed the charisma of a true ultimate villain, it was undoubtedly Frieza. Even Gran found him rather interesting.
"How arrogant!"
Frieza finally snapped.
He raised a single finger toward Gran.
Death Beam!
A violet beam shot toward Gran at terrifying speed, its immense power sending ripples through the vacuum of space. In the blink of an eye, it had already arrived before him.
And yet Gran did not react at all.
"Tch. I thought you'd be stronger than this. To think you can't even dodge a simple probe attack from—"
Before Frieza could finish—
Bang!
The Death Beam was casually flicked away by Gran's finger and sent flying into another direction.
"These little tricks are pointless," Gran said lightly. "They can't hurt me. You'd better use your full strength."
Gran lifted his finger to his lips and blew gently. The wisp of smoke left behind from deflecting the Death Beam vanished instantly.
"Hmph! Again!"
Ignoring Gran's words, Frieza vanished and instantly appeared behind him, throwing a punch straight at Gran's head.
Let's see you dodge this!
However—
"Too slow."
Gran merely tilted his head slightly and avoided the strike with ease.
Frieza's eyes widened as his fist missed.
Unwilling to accept it, he launched another furious barrage at Gran.
Martial arts, energy blasts—Frieza unleashed everything in his arsenal. His power level of 530,000 was displayed to its absolute limit.
Yet he still could not touch even a single strand of Gran's hair.
"Hah... hah..."
Frieza quickly retreated, breathing heavily.
"It seems I underestimated you. No wonder you were chosen as a Candidate God of Destruction!"
That made sense.
Even Vegeta had obtained such terrifying power. There was no way Beerus's chosen successor could possibly be weaker than him.
"So now you're finally going to use your full power?"
Gran didn't find this childish exchange boring at all. On the contrary, teasing a Frieza who had yet to fully mature into his future self was surprisingly entertaining.
"Fine. As you wish!"
Seeing the mocking look in Gran's eyes, Frieza's gaze turned vicious.
Crackle! Crackle!
Arcs of electricity danced wildly around him as his muscles began to swell and twist.
Gran quietly watched Frieza's transformation unfold.
After a violent surge of energy erupted outward, Frieza finally transformed into his compact final form.
60 million power level!
But it still wasn't over.
BOOM!
A pinkish-purple aura exploded from Frieza's body, spreading through space like a storm.
The surrounding stars trembled violently. Even the planets nearby experienced catastrophic earthquakes within their cores.
Frieza's muscles expanded again as he fully entered his 100% state.
His power level reached 120 million!
"Ohohohoho~"
Frieza let out his signature bizarre laugh.
"Well, Gran-sama? Have you seen enough? This... is my true power. What do you think?"
"What do I think?"
Gran looked at the muscular Frieza ahead of him and smiled.
"I think it's just average."
"You...!"
The veins on Frieza's forehead bulged violently.
A year and a half ago, Vegeta had thought the same thing.
And in the end, hadn't Vegeta still been beaten into half-death by his ultimate form?
"Then let strength do the talking!"
The instant his voice fell, Frieza vanished from sight.
Gran's eyes shifted slightly.
Above me.
So Gran casually stepped backward.
Frieza's attack passed directly through the space where Gran had just been.
"H-How is this possible?!"
Frieza steadied himself and stared at Gran in disbelief.
He had already used his full power, yet he still couldn't even touch him.
"Well?" Gran smiled. "Do you still think a Saiyan like me isn't qualified to become a Candidate God of Destruction?"
"Damn it!"
At this point, if Frieza still failed to realize something was wrong, he would truly be an idiot.
Vegeta. Raditz. Nappa.
And now this Gran.
The Saiyan monkeys he once regarded as insects to be exterminated had all become unbelievably powerful.
"Have you become a Super Saiyan?" Frieza asked through gritted teeth.
"If I had transformed into a Super Saiyan, wouldn't you already know?" Gran pointed at his hair.
"..."
Frieza fell silent.
Among the Frost Demons, there had always been a legend—
Beware the golden-haired Super Saiyan.
But Gran's hair wasn't golden.
Which meant...
He wasn't even transformed.
"As expected of a Candidate God of Destruction," Frieza muttered in admiration.
Compared to Vegeta, this Gran was even more monstrous than himself.
No wonder Beerus had selected him.
"So? Still want to continue?"
Gran folded his arms while floating in space.
"Yes!"
Frieza clenched his fists tightly.
"I want to see exactly how powerful you truly are, Gran-sama! But this time—don't dodge!"
The moment he finished speaking, he turned into a streak of light and charged straight toward Gran.
"Interesting. Then I'll indulge you."
Gran's lips curled slightly upward as he flew forward as well.
The two rapidly closed the distance between them.
Then...
Their fists collided violently.
BOOM!!!
Terrifying shockwaves exploded outward.
A cosmic storm swept across the starfield, while volcanic eruptions began erupting across the nearby planets.
"T-This power...!!"
Frieza's pupils shrank violently.
Only at the moment of collision did he finally realize just how foolishly naive he had been.
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"
Gran's power surged through Frieza's fist and spread directly into his arm.
His arm instantly melted apart.
Frieza let out a bloodcurdling scream.
"Frieza," Gran whispered beside his ear, "the next time you see me, remember not to question my position as a Candidate God of Destruction again."
Then Gran casually drove his knee upward.
"PUAH!"
Blood sprayed from Frieza's mouth.
His abdomen caved inward by nearly ten centimeters.
BOOM!!!
The overwhelming force blasted Frieza toward a distant primitive planet.
He tore straight through the planet's core, causing the entire world to explode catastrophically.
Yet—
Frieza's body still did not stop.
He smashed through seven or eight more planets before finally embedding himself deep into the surface of another primitive world.
Only then did he barely manage to stabilize himself.
END OF CHAPTER
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