c4: Frieza Is Coming! Z Warriors Gather
Walking into the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, Luya looked around. It was a vast, blindingly white void that stretched endlessly in all directions. Moreover, the gravity in this dimension was incredibly intense, 50 times stronger than Earth's normal gravity!
"In that case, let's begin training!" Luya rubbed his hands together and immediately activated the Saiyan's innate combat growth ability!
[Ding! Super Saiyan potential activated, Host possesses the ultimate Saiyan evolution trait!]
Luya grinned: "System, how does this talent compare to Gohan's latent potential?"
System: "It surpasses even Gohan's! The host's talent rivals that of Broly, the Legendary Super Saiyan whose power even surpassed Super Saiyan God level!"
Broly!
Hearing that name, Luya's expression became serious. Broly was indeed a monstrous Saiyan warrior whose combat ability defied conventional limits. In the Dragon Ball Super: Broly arc, his growth in battle was so rapid that not even Goku and Vegeta fused as Gogeta could let their guard down. If Broly had undergone structured, disciplined training from the Galactic Patrol or under Whis, it's likely no being in Universe 7 could defeat him!
But fortunately, Broly's emergence had not yet taken place in this timeline…
Time passed rapidly in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber—one year inside equaled just a single day outside.
Meanwhile, far across the universe, a massive interstellar battleship streaked through the stars.
Inside the ship, a squad of armored alien soldiers kneeled on the cold metallic floor, their bodies trembling with fear.
At the head of the command room, sitting arrogantly on a floating hover pod, was a pale-skinned alien with purple bio-gems on his body and a chillingly smug expression.
Frieza!
The resurrected Frieza had returned to life through the use of Earth's Dragon Balls brought back by Sorbet and the remnants of his shattered army!
Just then, the main hatch slid open. Several aliens entered, led by Sorbet himself.
"Lord Frieza, we are nearing Earth!" Sorbet reported with deference, his voice slightly trembling.
"Excellent," Frieza replied, flashing his cruel, malicious grin. "I must commend your loyalty. This time, you revived me without fail. Very resourceful."
"It is our honor to serve Lord Frieza!" Sorbet bowed deeply.
"Ho ho ho... Enough with the praise. After all, you incompetent fools nearly led my empire to ruin while I was gone," Frieza sneered with a mocking tone.
Cold sweat broke out across the foreheads of Sorbet and the other subordinates. They had tried everything to maintain control over Frieza's empire, but powerful threats like Beerus, Majin Buu, and even the mysterious Goku Black had caused havoc across the cosmos. They had lost more than 60% of their military strength during Frieza's absence!
Frieza's voice turned sharp and deadly. "No more excuses. This time, when I descend upon Earth, I will annihilate every last Saiyan! I'll erase the humiliation of my defeats!"
Twice Frieza had suffered defeat—once on Namek, at the hands of Goku's Super Saiyan transformation, and again on Earth, cut down by Future Trunks. The memory of those defeats, especially the agony of being diced apart, still burned in his mind.
Sorbet dared not utter a word. When someone had once suggested Frieza avoid provoking the Saiyans again, the tyrant had blasted them into the vacuum of space—leaving not even dust behind.
But now, after intense training in a personal Hell-like realm, Frieza had unlocked a new transformation Golden Frieza a power rivaling that of Super Saiyan Blue!
"Enough delay! Engage full-speed warp! I want to reach Earth immediately. I can't contain this rage any longer I must crush those damned monkeys!!"
"Y-Yes, Lord Frieza!!"
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Meanwhile, on Earth…
High above the skies, the gods and kings of Earth, including Kami and Dende, suddenly ceased their duties. They raised their heads with grave expressions.
He's coming!!
A vast, malevolent energy surged across the atmosphere. Its chilling aura engulfed the planet like a suffocating fog.
"How… how can he be here so soon?!" Piccolo exclaimed. Deep in meditation, the Namekian had felt the pressure surge from the northern skies.
Fwoosh!
At that moment, Gohan teleported beside him using Instant Transmission, wearing the purple gi reminiscent of his mentor.
"Uncle Piccolo! That Ki… it's huge! It's coming from North City!"
Piccolo's eyes narrowed. A cold bead of sweat trickled down his temple.
"That's Frieza's energy! There's no mistaking it. And it's stronger than it's ever been…"
"Then let's go!" Gohan said firmly.
Without hesitation, Piccolo nodded. "Rally the others. We can't let him act unchecked again!"
Across the Earth, energy signatures began flaring. The Z Warriors Tien, Krillin, Master Roshi, and even Android 18 locked onto the vile Ki and began moving toward the source.
On a small island in the northern sector of Beidu…
BOOM!!
An earth-shattering explosion echoed through the region as a pillar of golden light pierced the clouds the harbinger of Frieza's arrival.
A massive spaceship descended from orbit and landed slowly, coming to a stop at the edge of a high cliff near North City.
As the top hatch of the ship slid open with a mechanical hiss, a dense crowd of Frieza Force soldiers, clad in standard-issue battle armor and scouters, burst forth into the sky, flying into formation with precision.
At the same time, a hovering throne slowly emerged from within the spacecraft. On it sat none other than Frieza, wearing his golden bio-armor and smirking coldly.
"Ho ho ho! Earth… Frieza has returned once more!" Frieza declared with his signature high-pitched, mocking laugh, his tail swaying lazily.
"Hey, you in front make way," he suddenly ordered, glancing at a group of soldiers floating too close to his path.
The troops immediately cleared a path without hesitation, sweating nervously under his gaze.
"Let's send the people of Earth a little housewarming gift," Frieza said with a sinister smile, extending a single finger toward the distant city skyline. A crimson glow began to pulse at his fingertip as he prepared his trademark Death Beam technique.
Zzzzt!
In the next instant, a concentrated ray of red light shot from Frieza's fingertip. As it traveled forward, the beam expanded into a surging, crackling energy wave. It slammed into the heart of North City and detonated in a massive explosion.
For a heartbeat, all was still...
BOOM!!
The shockwave obliterated the entire Northern Capital in one blast skyscrapers, streets, and civilians were all reduced to ash and smoke.
"Ho ho ho… I truly missed the simple pleasure of annihilation," Frieza said with sadistic satisfaction, his golden form gleaming in the light of the destruction. His eyes then shifted toward another energy signature.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two ki auras streaked through the air at high speed and landed atop a nearby cliff.
It was Gohan and Piccolo, both wide-eyed in shock as they stared at the smoldering ruins below them.
Too late!
"You… you monster! How dare you…" Gohan shouted, his voice shaking with rage. His fists clenched, and veins popped along his arms as his energy began to spike.
"Ho ho ho… So it's you. You're that Namekian I met back on Planet Namek. And you—yes, you look very much like Son Goku. If I'm not mistaken, you must be his son... Son Gohan, is it? My, how the little brat has grown," Frieza said mockingly, inspecting Gohan with mild amusement.
"Hmph! Frieza, you're as arrogant as ever," Piccolo said coldly, his cape flapping behind him.
"How dare you insolent Earthlings speak so rudely to Lord Frieza!" Sorbet barked angrily, stepping forward with a scowl.
Gohan shot Sorbet a cold glare, preparing to respond but before he could speak, another ki signature approached.
Tssshhh!
A figure flew over and touched down—Tien Shinhan.
"Uncle Tien!" Gohan called out, his tone softening slightly at the familiar sight.
Tien gave a quick nod, then turned his gaze toward Frieza. "I didn't bring Chiaotzu with me. This kind of battle is far too dangerous for him."
Gohan nodded solemnly.
Moments later, other Z Warriors arrived one by one—Krillin, Master Roshi, and Yamcha. Even Bulma appeared, stepping out of the Galactic Patrol spaceship with her usual composure.
"Bulma?! Why are you here?" Krillin asked, shocked by her sudden appearance.
Bulma shrugged. "Vegeta's not here, so I came instead. Someone has to supervise this mess. Besides, I didn't tell Trunks anything. He's still too young to be involved in something like this."
Krillin sighed and nodded in understanding. "Were you able to reach Goku or Vegeta?"
Bulma shook her head with a frown. "I've tried contacting Whis through the communicator, but so far, no reply. They might still be off-world training with Beerus."
That news weighed heavily on everyone. Without Goku and Vegeta, Earth's defenses felt terrifyingly thin.
"By the way, who's that guy in the ship?" Krillin asked, pointing at the Galactic Patrol vessel.
Bulma gestured casually. "Oh, that's my friend. He's with the Galactic Patrol. His name is Jaco."
Hearing this, Krillin and the others exchanged glances and shrugged. They were used to Bulma's tendency to attract strange friends from all over the galaxy.
"Oi… Are you done ignoring me?" Frieza interjected, his voice low and irritated as he hovered ominously above the crowd.
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