"Filthy monkey… tell me your name!"
Frieza quickly stabilized himself mid-air. His face twisted into a cold, sinister smile as he stared at Zeru.
"Frieza, stop pretending to be calm. I can see the fear deep inside you."
Zeru smiled harmlessly, completely ignoring the question.
"Hmph!"
Frieza's expression darkened further. He sneered and pointed a finger forward.
Whoosh!
A beam shot straight toward Zeru.
Bang!
Zeru casually slapped it aside. The blast exploded in the distance, followed by terrified screams from Frieza's own soldiers.
"What a worthless monkey!"
Frieza glanced sideways—
Only to see his troops, who had just exited the ship, wiped out by his own attack.
"No."
Whoosh!
As Frieza turned his gaze back—
A voice rang in his ears.
Then—
A blur.
A fist.
Boom!
The punch landed squarely on his face.
Before he could react—
Bang!
Zeru stepped down, crushing him into the ground.
"Today… the one dying won't be me."
A cold voice echoed.
Zeru stood with one foot on Frieza's head, a glowing golden energy sphere forming in his palm—aimed straight at him.
"Trash!"
Frieza roared, his aura exploding as he broke free and shot back into the sky.
Boom!
At that exact moment—
Zeru released the energy blast.
The ground below erupted, forming a massive crater as smoke and debris filled the air.
Seconds later—
Frieza hovered above, staring down.
The land was gone.
Only a bottomless pit remained.
"That monkey's strength… is beyond anything I know about Saiyans…"
A dark glint flashed in his eyes.
For the first time—
A sense of unease crept into his heart.
And suddenly—
He recalled an ancient rumor from his lineage.
A golden warrior…
A Super Saiyan.
"Ah… I almost killed you just now, Frieza."
Zeru slowly floated up, arms crossed, treating him like prey.
At this moment—
Frieza had already transformed into his second form, with a Power level of 1.4 million.
But to Zeru—
Still insignificant.
Even in base form—
Frieza was nothing.
What puzzled him slightly, however—
Everyone else in this world had grown stronger than the original timeline.
But Frieza?
Still the same.
"Don't get cocky, monkey!"
Frieza's face twisted with rage.
The ruler of the universe—
Being looked down upon like this?
Unacceptable.
Whoosh!
"Hmm?"
Suddenly—
Zeru moved.
Frieza's expression changed as he instinctively retreated.
Boom!
But it was useless.
In that instant—
Zeru was already in front of him.
A punch—
Sent him flying again.
"Lord Frieza…!"
The soldiers watching from afar were stunned.
Below—
Nail, who had just regained consciousness, looked up.
His eyes widened.
"Mr. Zeru… is unbelievably strong!"
At first, he thought victory was impossible.
Now—
He believed.
"Go, Mr. Zeru!"
Nail struggled to his feet, cheering.
"Damn monkey!"
Frieza steadied himself once more, glaring at Zeru.
Boom!
Without hesitation—
He transformed again.
His third form.
Power level: 2.3 million.
"Third form already…"
Zeru's his gaze sharpened with amusement.
He wasn't killing Frieza immediately—
On purpose.
He wanted Frieza to feel hope—
Then despair.
To crush him mentally.
To become—
The one person even the "Emperor of Evil" feared.
If Frieza thought he had the upper hand—
Then got utterly dominated—
That psychological blow?
Far worse than death.
From that point on—
Goku wouldn't be his greatest enemy.
Zeru would.
Whoosh!
Frieza attacked again.
His speed was terrifying—
Almost like teleportation.
Bang!
Zeru met him head-on.
Their fists collided.
He controlled his strength perfectly—
Matching Frieza's level.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two clashed in pure close combat.
"Frieza, this is your third form? I have to say… it's underwhelming."
"Damn monkey!"
Their fists collided repeatedly, shockwaves rippling through the sky.
After nearly a minute—
Bang!
They exchanged blows simultaneously.
Zeru didn't move an inch.
Frieza—
Was blasted away again.
"This monkey's power…"
Frieza steadied himself, his face filled with shock.
He couldn't understand.
How—
Could a Saiyan become this strong?
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