North Galaxy.
Planet Frieza. This was the headquarters and base of operations for the universe's greatest real estate developer, Frieza.
This was a colossal planet, several times larger than even Planet Vegeta. As the central hub and core of Frieza's forces, its defenses were considered flawless and impenetrable.
The entire planet had been terraformed using advanced technology. Countless spaceships swarmed in and out like a dense cloud. These were warriors departing for missions across various worlds or returning from them. Every returning ship signaled the destruction of another civilization somewhere in the universe.
Advanced cosmic technology wrapped the entire planet and its surrounding space in a tight security net. Space stations were established one after another, each guarded by powerful cosmic warriors. This meticulous defense system was like a wall of bronze and iron; it was said that not even a mosquito could slip through unnoticed.
Furthermore, thousands of space fortresses orbited the planet like steel bastions. These fortresses were equipped with massive energy railgun turrets stretching dozens of kilometers in length, with muzzles over ten kilometers in diameter.
They glinted with a cold, metallic light in the dimness of space, like fierce ancient beasts with their blood-red mouths agape, roaring and snarling. Just looking at them was enough to strike terror into one's heart; the power of these cannons was likely enough to obliterate a large planet.
At this moment, Planet Frieza was in a state of absolute mayhem. Alarms blared everywhere, signaling that something catastrophic had occurred. Innumerable warriors ran about in a frantic rush.
Inside a luxurious, high-tech hall the central command center of Frieza's headquarters the high-level executives had gathered. They were drenched in sweat and acting with total desperation, looking like ants on a hot pan as they issued one urgent command after another.
"Damn it! What on earth happened on Planet Vegeta?"
A purple-skinned alien stared at the paralyzed, pitch-black screen with a face full of indignation. He was covered in sweat, clearly at his wit's end.
The command center was currently a total mess. The precision high-tech instruments had all been paralyzed and were screaming with alarms. Several aliens were busy trying to repair them.
This chaos was primarily caused by the events they had just monitored on Planet Vegeta. They had watched as their great King Frieza personally led the team to destroy the planet. Just when everything seemed to be going exactly as planned, a sudden mutation occurred.
They saw a Saiyan leap out in the surveillance footage to duel King Frieza. At first, it was fine, and they could just barely see the exchange. However, the Power Level Fluctuations soon became too intense. The surge of super-energy exceeded the upper limits of the monitoring equipment, causing the entire system in the command center to overload and explode.
"Indeed... what exactly happened there? I wonder how King Frieza is doing now?" another obese alien said, his face clouded with worry.
"Hmph! No matter what, King Frieza will definitely be fine. He is the strongest in the universe," a toad-like alien covered in purple spots snorted confidently.
"Report!!!" Just then, a robust, humanoid alien came scrambling in, falling over himself in his haste to deliver the message. "We just detected that Planet Vegeta has been destroyed! We have completely lost contact with King Frieza and the others. His Majesty's whereabouts are unknown!"
"W-What?"
Every alien present was struck dumb with shock, their faces twisted in disbelief.
"Pass down the order! The First, Second, and Third Legions are to mobilize immediately! Head to the coordinates of Planet Vegeta at once! You must use every means possible to find King Frieza!"
"Also, contact King Cooler's side. See how they react and if they have any intelligence regarding His Majesty."
"Immediately contact the Ginyu Force! Inform them of everything regarding King Frieza's journey to Planet Vegeta. Once they receive the news, they should head to the site to investigate immediately."
"One more thing... report this matter to the Great King Cold. Request that King Cold comes personally to take charge of the situation!"
The purple-skinned alien was the first to snap back to his senses. He barked out order after order, knowing that this situation was beyond their control. They had no choice but to invite the father of Frieza and Cooler, King Cold, to settle the crisis.
The other executives did not object to his commands, despite being of the same rank. They understood the gravity of the situation. The sky was falling, and the purple alien's orders were perfectly logical.
"Yes! Lord Pide!"
The reporting alien received his orders and scrambled out to relay them. Soon, all the executives returned to their posts, busier than ever.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Colossal spaceships ascended from Planet Frieza one after another, sailing toward the sea of stars. Countless vessels flickered with white light, filling the starry sky with dense points of light.
The same scene was playing out at Cooler's headquarters. Numerous ships flew out from Cooler's base, heading in the same direction as Frieza's men.
In the distant eastern reaches of the North Galaxy.
The location of King Cold's headquarters was a massive star system. Several super-sized planets moved slowly in their respective orbits around a central sun. The surfaces of these planets had been terraformed with cosmic technology, and their prosperity was many times more luxurious than the headquarters of Frieza and Cooler.
Currently, these planets were also a scene of chaotic activity.
On one of the larger planets, countless ships were rushing in from the surrounding worlds. they landed in the space ports and their occupants hurried toward a towering, palatial building.
Inside a hall similar to Frieza's command center, a burly alien resembling Frieza's Second Form stared with brooding eyes at the images playing on the main screen. This was the father of Frieza and Cooler King Cold.
King Cold had purple skin and two massive, pitch-black pointed horns on his head. There was a glowing purple crystal shell on his forehead, and he wore white high-tech armor on his arms and legs. Over his broad shoulders hung an incredibly wide, long red war-cape. He was tall and imposing, possessing a natural majesty that commanded respect this was the true posture of a king.
Unlike Frieza's petite and youthful Final Form, King Cold exuded an aura of maturity, experience, and sinister cunning. His tall, robust body and perfect muscle definition suggested that every cell within him was saturated with immense power.
King Cold was a mutant possessing extraordinary combat prowess. Frieza and Cooler had been produced through asexual reproduction from his own body, which was why they also possessed the powerful traits of a mutant.
At this moment, the elegance on King Cold's face was difficult to maintain. He had seen everything that happened on Planet Vegeta. However, because the scouters of Frieza and Cooler had been destroyed, he had not seen the actual battle between Qin Yan and Frieza's group.
From the moment Cooler landed on Planet Vegeta, King Cold had been watching through the scouters of Cooler's subordinates, like Salza. He had seen the cruel sight of Frieza being beaten until he was covered in wounds by Qin Yan. After that, once Qin Yan began his true battle against Cooler and Frieza, the visuals were lost.
Then came that long, light-blue energy wave erupting from Planet Vegeta, followed by the Supernova that had been pushed back. King Cold felt a terrible premonition in his heart.
Finally, there was the explosion and destruction of Planet Vegeta. All connections had been severed at that exact moment.
By now, he had also received the reports from Frieza's and Cooler's headquarters. Their situations were identical: Frieza and Cooler were missing, and all forms of communication had been cut.
On the verge of explosive rage, King Cold took a grim step forward. Suddenly, a powerful and piercing storm aura erupted from his body. The pressure was so great that it cracked the surrounding walls, and the entire command center was instantly plunged into a terrifying vortex of wind and energy.
Every alien present felt as if they had discovered something terrifying. They trembled uncontrollably, drenched in sweat, not even daring to breathe.
"Well done, Saiyan!"
King Cold's cruel, icy voice echoed through the hall. An endless, freezing killing intent exploded from his crimson eyes. He was surrounded by a terrifying baleful aura, as if he had stepped out of a demonic hell.
"Pass down my decree! Mobilize the army! They are to accompany this King to the coordinates of Planet Vegeta immediately!"
King Cold's expression was dark, his purple lips trembling slightly as he exhaled a chilling intent to kill.
"By your command, King Cold!" the aliens responded in unison.
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