King Cold's lips curled into a cruel smile.
"Heh… Vegeta. Looks like you're tired of living. Fine—I'll grant your wish!"
He snapped his hand up. An energy sphere crackling with electricity condensed in an instant.
"This attack will reduce you to dust!"
With a roar, King Cold hurled the energy ball straight at Vegeta.
But Vegeta's mouth twisted into disdain.
He simply swung a knife-hand.
The energy ball was swatted away like a toy.
It arced back—perfectly—into the crowd of soldiers behind King Cold.
"BOOOOM—!!"
A deafening explosion swallowed the entire squadron in blinding light.
When the glare and smoke cleared…
Not a single body remained.
Every one of King Cold's men had been erased—bones, armor, and screams all gone.
The Namekians in the village stared, stunned.
They had assumed Goku would handle King Cold, and they would have to resist the Frieza Force troops.
Instead, Vegeta had wiped out the entire army with one casual flick of his hand.
"Th-That's… insane…!"
"Vegeta… that murderer… he just killed all of King Cold's men by himself…"
Even Elder Moori's expression shifted with shock.
Nail stared at Vegeta, eyes wide, murmuring as if he couldn't believe his own words.
"To think… the butcher who once slaughtered our people… could now be protecting our people…"
Goku laughed lightly. "Don't mistake him for a good person. He didn't kill them to protect anyone."
The Namekians blinked and turned toward him.
Goku explained, "Vegeta's hated Frieza since he was a child. He was ordered around like a tool.
Now that he has the power, he's just venting. That's why he's especially ruthless to anyone from the Frieza Force."
Bulma snapped out of her shock and nodded. "Yeah. You can tell he's killing for revenge.
But honestly? The Frieza Force being wiped out is a good thing."
King Cold's face darkened.
He locked onto Vegeta, voice low and dangerous.
"You… you actually intercepted my attack?"
Vegeta's grin widened, arrogant and feral.
"King Cold—do you really think I'm still that Saiyan you could toss around like trash?"
"What did you say?"
Vegeta clenched his fist and roared.
Golden flames exploded upward.
A savage aura surged into the sky, bathing him in gold.
Before King Cold's horrified eyes, Vegeta's hair flashed gold, his pupils turning a cold green.
Shockwaves rippled outward, blasting away the remaining dust and smoke like a storm.
"Su… Super Saiyan…?"
King Cold staggered back, face turning a sickly shade.
"That's impossible! The intelligence reports said it wasn't you… and yet you've become a Super Saiyan too?!"
Vegeta stepped forward, calm and predatory.
"That's right. Kakarot isn't the only one.
Not long after he killed Frieza… I became a Super Saiyan too."
Then Vegeta vanished.
In the next instant—before King Cold could even blink—Vegeta's fist slammed into his abdomen.
"Guh—!!"
King Cold's body seized. Bloodshot veins burst across his eyes, his pupils bulging as the air was punched out of him.
He couldn't even breathe.
Vegeta followed with a whipping roundhouse kick.
King Cold shot away like a cannonball, smashing through several mountains before finally stopping.
"Cough… cough…!"
King Cold staggered upright, panic finally leaking into his eyes.
"N-No… Vegeta was weak not long ago! How could you suddenly have power like this?!"
Vegeta walked toward him, slow and merciless—each step landing like a hammer on King Cold's heartbeat.
"You used to stand above us, treating Saiyans like insects.
So tell me—how does it feel now?"
King Cold grit his teeth… then suddenly grinned, as if he'd snapped into some twisted excitement.
"Vegeta! Your strength surprises me… but that makes this even better!"
Vegeta tilted his head. "What—did I hit you so hard your brain turned to mush?"
King Cold spread his arms, eyes gleaming.
"Join me.
I'll make you my son. You'll replace Frieza—rule the universe at my side!"
Vegeta paused for half a beat.
Then he burst into laughter.
"HAHAHAHA! King Cold—are you insane?"
His smile vanished, eyes sharpening into blades.
"I can rule the universe after I kill you.
And you want me to be your son?"
Vegeta disappeared again.
"BAM—!"
He reappeared in front of King Cold and smashed a fist into his face, sending him flying once more.
Vegeta's voice was cold and heavy.
"That punch… was for the years you enslaved me."
King Cold clutched his abdomen, trying to stand—
But Vegeta was already there.
He drove a boot into King Cold and launched him straight into the sky.
"And that kick… was for Planet Vegeta!"
King Cold roared, trying to counterattack.
He couldn't.
Vegeta's speed and strength crushed him completely.
Then Vegeta unleashed it—his own brutal, relentless Prince-style barrage, pounding King Cold with a storm of strikes.
The beating didn't stop.
From the ground…
to the sky…
Vegeta kept smashing him, every blow fueled by years of hatred.
Goku had originally been ready to intervene—worried Vegeta might push King Cold into a desperate planet-destroying tantrum.
But watching Vegeta dominate him so completely… Goku lowered his hands.
After the barrage, Vegeta drove one final kick into King Cold's spine.
CRACK!
King Cold's curled body went limp.
His spine had been shattered.
He couldn't move.
But Vegeta still didn't stop.
He spread his hands. Two blazing masses of energy gathered in his palms.
When he brought them together, they fused into a terrifying sphere of destructive power.
King Cold's eyes finally filled with true despair.
"W-Wait… Vegeta… we can talk—"
Vegeta roared, voice like thunder.
"Go to hell and talk to Frieza there—Final Flash!!"
A pillar of blinding gold tore through the heavens.
King Cold was swallowed whole—
and erased so completely that not even ash remained.
Vegeta slowly lowered his arms.
The golden aura faded.
His hair returned to black.
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