BOOOOM—!
The explosive, overwhelming energy that had erupted in space vanished just as quickly as it had appeared.
In moments, the universe returned to its eerie stillness.
Lynx's cold gaze fixed on a point in the distance—nearly a kilometer ahead.There, a mutilated corpse floated in the vacuum of space.
It was once the tyrant of the universe—Frieza.
But now, only less than a quarter of his original body remained.
His lower half had been vaporized. Both arms were gone. Even the mechanical parts that once repaired his head had been obliterated.
And yet—Frieza was still alive.
Even after taking a full-powered Instant Transmission Kamehameha from Lynx in his Super Saiyan form head-on, Frieza still clung to life. His vitality was terrifying beyond measure.
Now Lynx finally understood—why Cell, despite losing his entire upper body, could still regenerate due to Namekian cells, yet Piccolo had died from a single ki blast from Nappa.
The difference lay in the Frost Demon race's monstrous life force.
Floating closer to Frieza, Lynx raised his right hand, ready to finish him once and for all.
Sensing the end, Frieza's face twisted into a pleading expression.
"P-Please… spare me… forgive me…"
"Spare you?" Lynx smirked coldly. "I'm not Son Goku. I don't have that bleeding heart of his."
Frieza didn't know who "Son Goku" was, but he understood Lynx had no mercy to offer.
Terror slowly turned to despair… and finally to bitter rage.
"Saiyan… this time… you've won… but at least… I dragged plenty of Saiyans to the grave with me… That female Saiyan… she must've been your woman, right? Hahaha… In hell, I'll be waiting for them!"
"Idiot. They're not going to hell with you," Lynx replied with a frosty tone.
"…What?" Frieza was stunned.
"Once you're dead, I'll gather the Dragon Balls and bring back Hanasia and the others. I can even restore this entire planet—Tivi."
"D-Dragon Balls…?"
"So go to hell already!"
Lynx pointed with one finger. A golden Death Beam, identical to Frieza's own move, shot out—severing Frieza's last remaining arm.
"Death Beam? H-How do you know my technique?!"
"Hmph. Child's play. See it once, and I can use it. Frieza, you'll die by your own move."
Without another word, Lynx fired five more golden Death Beams, each one reducing a chunk of Frieza's body to nothingness.
The last beam shot straight at Frieza's head.
"I don't want to die—!!"
Frieza's final scream echoed through space.
The infamous galactic tyrant—one of the most evil beings in the Dragon Ball universe—was completely, utterly destroyed.
This time, not even the most advanced science could bring him back.
With Frieza dead, Lin Chen turned to the nearby Frieza Force mothership and slowly raised his hand toward it.
Panic erupted on board.
"Run! RUN!!"
"Please! We didn't provoke you—Frieza did! Why target us grunts?!"
Tears welled up in the eyes of many alien soldiers.
But as the massive ship began to lift off, a blinding ki blast streaked across the sky, slamming into it with overwhelming force.
BOOOM!
The entire ship exploded into a fiery mess, melting everything and everyone inside.
…Except—
Lynx suddenly frowned.
Just before the explosion, he'd caught sight of a small spherical pod escaping the mothership.
Should he chase it?
He paused… and shook his head.
Just a low-level grunt—not worth the effort. Reviving Hanasia and the others was far more important.
With that, Lynx used Instant Transmission and vanished from the area.
But what he didn't know was that aboard that escape pod…Wasn't a low-level grunt.
It was none other than Captain Ginyu!
Frieza's elite commander had reacted faster than anyone when he saw his emperor getting destroyed. He jumped into one of the escape pods designed for battle units and fled just in time.
Now, staring at the spot where the mothership had been obliterated, Ginyu panted heavily, overwhelmed by the close brush with death.
"Thank god… I escaped in time…"
"Saiyans… I never imagined they could have such terrifying power…"
"But just wait, Saiyan!" Ginyu shouted inside the pod. "I'll bring Lord Frieza back! The Frieza Force will return!"
Thanks to the ship's advanced tech, everyone aboard had heard the conversation between Lynx and Frieza—including what Lynx said about the Dragon Balls.
Most of the others hadn't paid it much attention.
But Ginyu remembered an old legend.
A tale of a mysterious race in the universe—the Namekians—capable of creating Wish Orbs.
It was said that gathering all seven orbs would grant any wish.
What that Saiyan called "Dragon Balls" had to be those Wish Orbs!
So the legend was real. Something that could change fate actually existed!
"Just you wait! I, Captain Ginyu, will find the Dragon Balls, revive Lord Frieza, and restore the Ginyu Force! Then we'll have our revenge!!"
Ginyu roared from within the pod as it sped off into space.
——
Meanwhile, tens of thousands of kilometers away from Planet Tivi, another identical mothership began accelerating, fleeing the area.
"Lord Cooler! Lord Frieza's life signs have vanished!"
The moment the crew member made the report, a chorus of gasps filled the ship.
"What?! Lord Frieza is dead?!"
"Super Saiyans… they're really that powerful?!"
Then, a pod-shaped throne floated into the room.
From within it, a cold voice—eerily similar to Frieza's—spoke:
"Silence. Frieza was always far too naive."
"He already suffered at the hands of the Saiyans once. And yet, he learned nothing. This was his own doing."
At the sight of the being inside the pod, all present dropped to their knees.
Because seated there…
Was none other than the emperor of the universe—Frieza's older brother—Cooler.