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Upon Whis's command, everyone sprang into action quickly.
In the blink of an eye, they moved swiftly into position and formed a large circle on the ground.
However, something unexpected happened at that very moment, and an extremely awkward atmosphere spread among them.
When Frieza realized he was about to hold hands with this group of Saiyans, he felt an indescribable sense of discomfort, almost to the point of nausea.
Frowning deeply, Frieza spoke up with obvious disgust: "Hey, hey, hey... why do we have to hold hands? Can't we do this another way?"
"Hmph! How utterly ridiculous! This Great King will not hold hands with you lowly Saiyans!"
Only then did Frieza notice that seven of the people forming the circle were actually Saiyans.
'How could someone as proud as Frieza possibly accept such a situation calmly?'
His expression instantly turned dark and unpleasant, as if water might drip from it.
However, Beerus paid no attention to Frieza's protest and didn't even bother to give him a proper glance.
He narrowed his sharp eyes and shot a piercing look straight at Frieza, shouting, "Frieza! Stop dragging your feet and get over here now!"
Feeling Beerus's overwhelming and terrifying pressure, Frieza did not dare defy the command any further, no matter how unwilling he was.
Grinding his teeth, he suppressed his anger and dissatisfaction and reluctantly stepped forward.
On the surface, Frieza appeared obedient, but deep down, he had cursed Beerus thousands of times.
"Of course, Lord Beerus..." Frieza forced an extremely stiff smile onto his face, the corners of his mouth twitching.
Every muscle seemed to resist the expression, yet he had no choice but to appear compliant.
This ridiculous scene made Trunks unable to hold back a quiet laugh.
Even now, it seemed that Frieza still feared the God of Destruction, Beerus, from the bottom of his heart.
"Frieza, how about holding my hand instead? We don't have any deep grudges, and last time, I saved your life," Trunks suggested with a teasing smile.
At that moment, Frieza was having an internal struggle.
'That damned Saiyan brat dares to humiliate this great king! And that cursed Beerus... One day, I'll crush all of you beneath my feet," he cursed inwardly.'
Outwardly, however, he maintained an obviously fake smile and said to Trunks, "Hohoho, Vegeta's son, I appreciate your kindness."
After speaking, he quickly turned away and walked over to stand between Piccolo and Little Cell, two individuals toward whom he held far less resentment.
He then grabbed their hands instead.
"Frieza really is picky," Son Goku muttered, frowning slightly.
Frieza heard that remark as well.
"Tch—"
Everything was finally ready. At that moment, Whis summoned a transparent, cube-shaped box. A beam of light descended and transported everyone inside.
Soon, the transparent flying vessel began moving at astonishing speed.
"Whoa!!! Whis! This thing is insanely fast!" Son Goku exclaimed in amazement.
"How much longer until we reach the arena? What kind of place is it, exactly?"
Whis smiled meaningfully before explaining, "It's a place with tremendous viewing value. After watching your battle with Lord Beerus, Zen'ō (the King of All) felt that Earth was a particularly suitable battlefield."
"So, we angels were instructed to design a special arena for this Tournament of Power."
As for what makes it special, you'll understand once you see it. By the time we arrive, my sister and the others should have finished preparing it."
The moment Whis finished speaking, everyone present became excited instantly, their eyes shining with anticipation.
Even Trunks could feel a stir within his heart. From Whis's brief explanation, he sensed that something unusual was about to happen.
It felt as though the arena they were about to see would completely overturn his understanding of the original series.
At that moment, the vessel carrying them shot forward like a bolt of lightning, racing ahead at an astonishing speed. Time passed little by little. About half an hour later, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared ahead, shining across the sky like a brilliant pearl.
As they drew closer, the mysterious radiance became clearer.
When it finally came fully into view, everyone instinctively widened their eyes, mouths slightly agape in disbelief.
Without a doubt, this breathtaking sight meant that they had arrived at the God of Destruction Tournament Arena, as Whis had said.
As the white light gradually faded, a whole new world slowly revealed itself to them.
To their surprise, the God of Destruction Tournament Arena was completely different from the Void Realm they had experienced before.
The Void Realm was like unformed chaos; nothing existed there except darkness and emptiness. This arena was also a special space existing independently outside the universe.
However, the environment here was as beautiful as an immortal paradise, resembling a secluded utopia. Lush forests, flowing streams, and vividly blooming flowers combined with fresh, pleasant air to form a dreamlike landscape.
Just as everyone was immersed in the enchanting scenery, their attention was drawn to a massive floating object in the distant sky.
The enormous structure hovered silently in midair, radiating a mysterious and powerful aura.
Even more astonishing was the sight on it: angels and gods of destruction from several other universes were busy constructing it together, creating an incredibly grand scene.
The Gods of Destruction built and shaped the structure, and the Angels infused it with miraculous power. As the ship approached rapidly, the true appearance of the floating object became clear.
The floating structure was the arena for the Tournament of Power. However, calling it an arena hardly seemed accurate—it was more like a miniature Earth.
Looking down from the ship, they could see landscapes that looked exactly like those on Earth: Wastelands, deserts, snowfields, oceans, forests, and deep mountains.
All of Earth's natural environments had been recreated on it.
These terrains were arranged in a circle around the edges of the floating structure. At its center stood a towering pillar reaching toward the heavens with an incense stick on top.
Above the pillar hung a gigantic screen.
(End Of This Chapter)
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