Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Everything Has Gone To Plan.
Turles whistled in appreciation of the size of the explosion. Even he got caught up in it despite standing very far away. An explosion like that was more than enough to blow up a planet. A fact that was making itself known as the weather began going to shit. With lava exploding from the earth, tidal waves large enough to consume metropolises, and fierce storms with lightning striking seemingly every minute. It was very damn well close to imploding.
He used Instant Transmission and appeared next to Crusher's motionless floating body, carrying her in his arms. "S-S-Sorry Captain… I really didn't know what you expected out of us…" Crusher coughed blood that landed on Turles's cheek. A faint smile appeared on his face. "Mission completed. You did well, comrades." Turles shared enough energy with her to prevent them from dying as he teleported them somewhere safe.
He had already told his children to leave the planet once they were finished with their fights. Turles was unsure of what happened to their opponents. He knew that his kids didn't kill any of them. But when they won their battles, he stopped watching over them. While he was on the way to making as many children as he wanted, that didn't mean he would pointlessly let them die if he could help it. The new Saiyan Empire was slowly but steadily growing. With all of his power, there was no excuse for reducing their numbers.
Turles turned to Frieza. Frieza was covered in injuries, bleeding heavily, and panting as he stared daggers into Turles's face. A faint smile was on his face. Frieza audibly ground his teeth while huffing, puffing, and snarling. "DIE!" Golden Frieza shot an energy wave directly toward the planet's core.
While Turles could've stopped time and handled the attack, he didn't. There was simply no need for it. Planet Prime has served its purpose as a test planet. Nothing here was crucial for his empire to continue running. He simply stared and continued to smile at Frieza.
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In the middle of the planet's cataclysmic demise, Frieza's laughter echoed with a manic intensity that bordered on madness. His eyes, once gleaming with the confidence of a winner, now reflected the chaos that unfolded around him. He knew for a fact that Saiyans couldn't breathe in space. Frieza will wipe that stupid, annoying smirk right off that monkey's face when he realizes his impending doom.
Frieza couldn't help as more and more laughter escaped his throat. All this time, he was being humiliated by this stupid simian, but now look at him! This planet was going to explode because of his foolish, misplaced arrogance! If he had fought him directly like he requested, something like this would've never happened. Now he was going to perish either from the explosion or suffocating in space.
Personally, Frieza would've wanted to choke the life out of the monkey himself, but at this point, he'll take what he can get. As the planetary explosion swallowed them both up, Frieza looked up at Turles, noticing he was significantly closer now. It reminded him of his hatred for that other monkey with how disgustingly similar they looked. A purple barrier formed around the both of them just before the explosion of the planet's core could reach them.
A blinding light emerged as the core fully imploded. Frieza attempted to pierce Turles's abdomen with his fingers, pure fury flowing through him. He didn't know if the monkey was attempting to spare him out of pity, not knowing he could breathe in space, or some other trick. Regardless, Frieza's rage wouldn't be satisfied until his hand was the cause of Turles's death!
His hand was caught as his fingernails were mere inches away from boring into Turles's armor. Turles's grip was as tight enough to crack the bones in his arms. Frieza screamed in pain as he struck out with his other hand. Only for it to get caught and slowly crushed as well. "I was expecting more, to be honest, Frieza." Turles sighed. "This power of yours is certainly incredible. Besides me, there are pitiful few who could ever contend with you in the universe right now." Turles released his grip on Frieza's arms and kneed him in the chin.
Frieza's head bounced off the top of the barrier as Turles smashed him in the face with his fist. The back of his head banged against the barrier once more before Turles grabbed him by the throat, choking him. "But, you were too hasty. Too caught up in your newfound power after achieving this shiny new form. I doubt you even mastered this golden form, right? I noticed you were quick to tire out while fighting Crusher. Stamina issues when you're this powerful?" Turles clicked his tongue in disgust. "Pathetic! I expect more from you, Frieza. All of this potential, and you waste it by being so lazy and short-sighted!" His grip around Frieza's throat tightened.
Frieza flailed his legs, kicking Turles in the chest, but it did nothing against his armor. Soon, he deformed back to his original form. His shiny luster vanished in an instant. "The truth is, Frieza, you never stood a chance from the start," Turles explained as he revealed a new transformation of his own.
His armor shattered as Turles fully embraced his Saiyan nature. Darkish red-like fur covered his upper body, extending all the way down to his legs and tail. Turles's height and body mass increased noticeably in this new form, forcing him to expand the barrier around himself and Frieza.
Frieza refused to believe the words coming out of the monkey's mouth but couldn't help but look on, speechless, as he felt the power flowing from Turles. Turles dropped Frieza and looked down on him. "Even without my subordinates nearly killing themselves in an attempt to take you out, I could've stopped you from the beginning. Your Golden Form would've been an interesting test of my new form. But it would not have been enough to kill me. Not in the slightest." Turles admitted.
"Liar! You're nothing but a despicable, cowardly, lying rat! You hid and waited and even sacrificed your own men just to weaken me enough to deal with me! If you fought me at my full power, I would've eviscerated you in a second!" Frieza screeched, refusing to believe this reality.
"Are you stupid?" Turles genuinely questioned.
"Explain how I am wrong, monkey." Frieza dared.
"Do you believe I'm weaker than my men?" Turles calmly asked.
"..." Frieza went silent at that question.
"Do you believe that I would lose against my men, even if they were trying their hardest against me?" Turles asked again. "No, let me rephrase that question. Would you lose against the Ginyu Force even if they had the advantage?"
Frieza's mind knew the answer, but his mouth dared not utter it. "Exactly my point. If I couldn't even deal with the Ginyu Force with ease, would it make sense for me to attempt to fight you directly? Do you now understand how utterly stupid you were?" Turles picked up Frieza by his face, tightly squeezing it. "Like I said before, I'm more than happy to accept a challenge from you, Frieza. However, do not insult me." The coldness of his voice made Frieza feel the pressure of death. "Four months, and you thought that was adequate to defeat me? I am the apex of all Saiyans! There is no other Saiyan stronger than me, nor will there ever be. If you want to face against me, you must believe you can defeat Beerus the Destroyer first."
Frieza was astounded that Turles truly believed he was someone on par with Lord Beerus. Even he didn't believe he was that strong with his Golden Form. It seems even in ego, Turles had him beat. At this point, what did he have left…?
He's changed the Frieza Force into something he could barely recognize after he turned from Hell. It didn't take him long, either. Frieza wasn't dead for more than several months, and he's uplifted and expanded the Frieza Force's operations into something far more successful.
The soldiers under his control were simply better than those under him. Even back in the day, when he was still just a little brat, the Crusher Force was more respected and feared than Frieza's Ginyu Force in only a couple of years. He heard several times when listening to the scouters of soldiers idolizing and looking up to the Crusher Force. They were what every member of the Frieza Force aspired to be. Planet-conquering terrors that bowed down to no one. Able to freely indulge in their desires with only one person capable of ordering them around. That person used to be Frieza…
It seems even in the intelligence department, this simian outsmarted him. His entire invasion, thought of when he reached his golden form, was already anticipated by Turles. He wasn't afraid of his new power nor all that distressed by it. It was as if, all this time, he was in the palm of Turles's hand from the beginning… He was even revived because of him!
"Get it over with, already…" Frieza wanted to rage.
He wanted to scream, smash stuff, and let out all of the rage inside of his soul. But he was powerless. Frieza hadn't even forced that monkey to go Super Saiyan when he knew that there were two higher forms of it available through Raditz and Nappa. Now, apparently, there were three higher forms. A secret fourth form that neither Nappa nor Raditz achieved. Just through the strange techniques of his soldiers, their flawless teamwork, and their high power level, Turles had Frieza dead to rights.
"Farewell, Frieza." The energy barrier deformed as Turles threw Frieza into the darkness of space.
The vacuum of space swallowed Frieza's screams as Turles tossed him with a large portion of his strength. The previous emperor became a dangerous flying projectile that crashed and shattered against whatever was in his path. Since there was no air resistance and external forces happening upon Frieza's body, it was unknown for how long Frieza would be flying through space…
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"What a pitiful display, brother…" Cooler remarked, watching from the afterlife. "You couldn't even force him to reveal his true power while he saw everything you had of yours." He shook his head.
Ever since Cooler became the ruler of the afterlife, replacing that giant ogre, he's been biding his time carefully. Luckily, his foolish brother was stupid enough to test Turles's strength for him. Unfortunately, he barely saw enough of it to help him in any reasonable way. It seems like he'll have to continue his training according to Turles's words. "Strong enough to fight Lord Beerus… How utterly ridiculous…" Yet, Cooler did not play Turles's words off as mere arrogance, although they were very arrogant. He remembered them as a sign of caution for his own safety and a goal to achieve in his training for his own revenge.
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