The absolute strength Emperor Vegeta displayed made the hearts of everyone watching from the edge of the battlefield tremble.
They had originally thought that the two Brolys, Cumber, and the Crown Prince had already reached the ceiling of everyone present.
Who would have thought that before Emperor Vegeta, they would be completely suppressed?
Especially the Crown Prince's new transformation.
The tiny flame of hope that had just been lit in everyone's hearts was extinguished in an instant.
Begetina bit through her lip without even noticing. Her eyes remained fixed on that cruel and domineering figure.
If the price of becoming stronger was to become as cold and heartless as him, then she would never accept it.
Time Patrol Vegeta clenched his fists until his knuckles cracked. Though he did not interfere in the battle, he understood very clearly that the gap between himself and that emperor was an uncrossable chasm.
"Damn it… Are we really just supposed to watch?" Trunks of this timeline gritted his teeth, his heart filled with unwillingness.
As counterparts from different timelines, that indescribable pain in the heart seemed capable of being transmitted.
Even the usually composed Future Trunks felt an impulse to beat Emperor Vegeta down.
What had the Saiyans of that timeline done to Brother Gohan and his mother?
What had they done to the Earth and the universe he had always protected?
The battle seemed to have fallen into despair.
The more wildly the two Brolys and Cumber attacked, the more damage the Crown Prince, who was being used as a shield, had to endure.
But if they stopped attacking, Emperor Vegeta would kill the Crown Prince without hesitation.
The Crown Prince in his new form was very strong, but Emperor Vegeta seemed to be targeting only him.
During the battle, his attention toward the others was far less than toward this son of his.
Just as everyone was either furious or despairing, the corner of Frieza's mouth curled upward.
Ohohoho…
How interesting this was becoming.
Saiyans slaughtering one another was always such a pleasing sight.
However, if things continued like this, there was no way they could defeat Emperor Vegeta.
"Is this the limit of these people?"
A final outcome that anyone could see clearly was far too boring.
His gaze passed over the chaotic battlefield and landed on an inconspicuous corner at the edge of the battle.
Paragus.
The ambition burning in that man's eyes was mixed with fear toward Emperor Vegeta. He was nervously watching the battle.
A sharp gleam flashed in Frieza's eyes.
When Ginyu merely injured Paragus, Broly of this timeline had pursued him in a frenzy.
As for Broly from Emperor Vegeta's timeline, he had once fought Beerus head-on because of Paragus's death.
In that case…
As long as that old man was killed, the anger of both Brolys would definitely explode again. Perhaps they would unleash even greater power.
Besides…
Even if it failed, it would still cause Emperor Vegeta more trouble.
It would also count as a certain degree of revenge for the beating he had suffered from berserk Broly.
Why not?
As Frieza thought this, a nearly imperceptible purple dot of light gathered at his fingertip.
The energy was faint, but against someone at Paragus's level, it was more than enough.
Besides, his attack had to be secretive and swift. He could not let the fire spread back to himself.
He even moved farther away from the battlefield and hid behind Cooler.
Looking at Frieza, whose face was still bruised and swollen from the beating berserk Broly had given him, Cooler showed not the slightest hint of sympathy.
"Frieza, have you learned your lesson this time? Saiyans are not something you can control…"
"Hmph! That was only a special case from one timeline. It proves nothing."
Frieza pretended to chat with Cooler, then casually raised one finger, preparing to fire that attack.
But just as the Death Beam was about to leave his finger…
Another hand appeared out of nowhere and gently held the finger he had raised.
Frieza's movement froze instantly.
He had not even noticed when the other party had arrived beside him.
The owner of that hand did not use any force. He merely held it lightly.
Yet Frieza felt his entire arm become unable to move. The destructive energy gathered at his fingertip also vanished without a trace.
The corner of Frieza's eye twitched. He slowly turned his head.
Levos was standing beside him with his usual gentle smile, as if he were only greeting him.
"Lord Frieza, don't do anything unnecessary."
"Ohohoho… Mr. Levos, I merely felt the battle was getting a little dull, so I wanted to add some spice." Frieza maintained his surface elegance. "That is also the only bit of usefulness someone like Paragus can provide."
"There is no need."
Levos released his hand.
Frieza let out an almost imperceptible sigh and immediately withdrew his hand, obediently placing it behind his back.
Secretly moving the finger that had already gone numb, the shock in his heart was beyond words.
This man's strength… was truly unfathomable!
He was clearly maintaining his Black Frieza form right now.
Yet with just a casual grip, Levos had made him utterly incapable of resisting.
Frieza suppressed the shock in his heart, and his tone carried a trace of dissatisfaction and curiosity.
"Does Mr. Levos intend to keep watching like this?"
"With your strength, dealing with that Vegeta should not be difficult, right?"
Levos shook his head. His gaze remained fixed on the battlefield.
"Lord Frieza, what do you think the meaning of this battle is?"
Frieza was stunned for a moment, then sneered.
"It is nothing more than a farce between evil Saiyan monkeys."
"This battle is their proof, and also their redemption."
Levos's tone was calm.
"The Crown Prince and Broly of that timeline were once executioners burdened with grave sins. Their hands are stained with the blood of innocents."
"Their souls were imprisoned in a cage woven by someone else."
"And now, they have a chance to break that cage."
"This battle is their only path to wash away their sins and be reborn. Aside from those involved, none of us have the right to interfere."
Levos's voice was not loud, but it still reached the ears of many sharp listeners.
Piccolo looked thoughtful.
So that was it…
Frieza scoffed at such reasoning.
Redemption? Rebirth?
How laughably naive.
Frieza did not refute him, because he seriously suspected that this was only Levos's public explanation.
This man's way of doing things could not possibly be so simple.
Just like that height panel with one trap layered after another. Even knowing it was a trap, Frieza still could not stop himself from falling into it!
"Ohohoho. How moving." Frieza changed the subject. "But even if this is for their rebirth, the gap in strength is too great. If this continues, they won't live to be reborn. They'll be crushed completely by that Vegeta."
"I do have a good idea."
Frieza's gaze shifted toward Chronoa, the Supreme Kai of Time.
"Supreme Kai of Time, may we borrow your Potara earrings?"
Chronoa froze.
Frieza continued, "If the two Brolys fuse, perhaps they can create a super warrior capable of opposing Emperor Vegeta. That is better than letting them charge in one by one to die, isn't it?"
This suggestion made many people's eyes light up.
That was right!
The two Brolys.
One had mastered Ultra Ego.
The other possessed immortality and the Super Saiyan 4 Beast form.
If the two of them fused, what terrifying level would their power reach?
Paragus became even more excited and shouted, "Yes! Fusion! Let them fuse!"
Inside Levos's personal space, the Universe Seed was absorbing energy at an unprecedented speed.
Every terrifying clash on the battlefield, every collapse of space, transformed into the purest nourishment, causing that seed to grow continuously while feeding back into his body.
This rate of growth far surpassed any previous match.
Of course he would not let this battle end so easily.
More importantly, he could sense that behind Emperor Vegeta, there seemed to be an even deeper and darker gaze hidden.
The owner of that gaze seemed to be waiting for a certain moment.
Waiting for the moment Levos personally entered the battlefield.
Levos had a premonition.
It was a massive trap. Once he was dragged into it, it might trigger consequences beyond prediction.
Before the mastermind behind the scenes revealed themselves, he had to remain patient enough.
Of course, he would not truly allow the Crown Prince and the others to be killed.
The entire battlefield was under his control. As long as he wished, he could pull anyone back from the brink of death at any time.
This battle was a trial for the Crown Prince and the others.
For him, was it not also a wait before the hunt?
Facing Frieza's suggestion, Levos merely smiled.
"Lord Frieza, you seem to have forgotten something."
"Potara is not the only method of fusion."
"Back on Earth, didn't you and Lord Cooler personally witness another kind of fusion?"
Cooler's body trembled. He pretended not to hear their conversation at all.
The smile on Frieza's face also froze.
Two pairs of figures involuntarily surfaced in his mind.
Back on Earth, Son Goku and Future Trunks, as well as Trunks and Son Gohan.
They had struck an extremely shameful, extremely bizarre pose, then crashed together.
The Fusion… Dance?
"Ohohohoho…"
Frieza let out a dry laugh, but there was a hint of gritted teeth in it.
"Mr. Levos, you really do enjoy joking."
He straightened his body and stood proudly, speaking in an unprecedentedly serious tone.
"That ridiculous and laughable dance is something this king will absolutely, absolutely never do!"
"Especially not with my foolish brother!"
"Even if I were beaten to death by some Vegeta or Broly, I would never do such a thing!"
Frieza's reaction was extremely intense, as if Levos's suggestion was the greatest insult to him.
He even imagined that scene.
Himself and Cooler standing opposite each other, extending their index fingers, circling their arms, then taking those ridiculous steps…
No!
Just thinking about it made goosebumps rise all over him, and his stomach churned violently.
That image was too horrifying. He did not dare think about it any further.
Seeing Frieza swear so firmly and resist so desperately, Levos secretly breathed a little easier.
In the prophetic image from the Time Crystal, he had indeed seen the two of them fuse.
Black Frieza, who had reached 180 centimeters tall, and Black Cooler performed the ridiculous Fusion Dance and finally fused into an even stronger warrior.
Now, judging by Frieza's intense resistance, perhaps that future was only a misleading illusion, or perhaps Levos had already changed it at the root.
That was good.
However, Levos had no idea what Frieza was thinking at this moment.
On the surface, Frieza utterly despised the Fusion Dance, but another thought uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.
Dancing with Cooler was absolutely impossible.
But…
What if Cooler and Father King Cold did it?
Ohohohoho…
The two of them posing symmetrically…
The more Frieza thought about it, the more the corners of his mouth rose beyond his control.
That scene would definitely be very, very interesting!
Once this incident was over, he must find a way to make the two of them try it.
It would count as… strengthening the bond between father, son, and brothers.
Frieza's thoughts drifted away, while the situation on the battlefield became increasingly dangerous.
Boom!
Emperor Vegeta kicked the completely berserk Super Saiyan 4 Beast Broly away, then reversed his hand and chopped apart the destructive energy fist that this timeline's Broly had thrown at him.
Purple flames burned fiercely around his body, and his power seemed inexhaustible.
"Too weak!"
"Your resistance is nothing but the struggle of insects. It has no meaning!"
Emperor Vegeta grabbed Cumber by the neck and slammed him into the ground.
The earth split apart, and smoke shot into the sky.
Cumber struggled to rise, but a foot had already stepped onto his chest, pinning him in place.
"You? Worthy of being called an Evil Saiyan? Worthy of being called the King of Saiyans?"
Emperor Vegeta slowly applied pressure beneath his foot, and Cumber's sternum groaned under the unbearable force.
On the other side, the two Brolys lunged at him again, only to be firmly blocked by the wall of aura Emperor Vegeta released. Their storm-like attacks could not advance even an inch.
"It's over."
Emperor Vegeta raised his hand. A purple sphere of destructive energy gathered in his palm, aimed at Cumber beneath his foot.
At this critical moment…
"Haaaaaaah!"
A figure wrapped in intertwined silver-gray and azure light teleported over at a speed beyond his limit.
It was the Crown Prince!
After enduring that devastating blow, he had actually stood up again!
Moreover, the aura around him was stronger and more refined than before!
"I absolutely will not fall here!"
An unyielding will burned in the Crown Prince's eyes.
He gathered all his power into one leg. Azure light, like a meteor splitting the night, shot straight toward Emperor Vegeta's head.
Emperor Vegeta frowned and was forced to abandon Cumber's execution, raising his hand to block.
Boom!
An unprecedented energy storm erupted from the point where the two clashed.
The entire planet shook violently.
All the Gods of Destruction instinctively tensed, sweat covering their faces.
"This… this kind of power…"
Iwan, the God of Destruction of Universe 1, spoke with a trembling voice.
"It has completely surpassed me at my peak…"
Belmod's expression grew solemn to the extreme.
"Are you kidding me? Either one of these guys could easily destroy several universes!" Champa hugged his head and nearly collapsed to the ground. "Even Beerus wouldn't be enough against them…"
They were Gods of Destruction, beings standing at the peak of the twelve universes.
Yet at this moment, they could only look up at this battle like ordinary spectators, without even the qualifications to interfere.
But what chilled them even more was something else.
A battle this terrifying should have produced shockwaves capable of erasing galaxies, even entire universes.
Yet the planet beneath their feet, aside from the arena breaking apart, had not suffered the slightest damage to its core.
The split earth was even repairing itself at a visible speed!
What terrifying power of creation and restoration was this?
The gods' gazes, almost at the same time, turned toward the figure silently standing at the center of the arena.
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