In that instant, it was all over.
The Devil Sealing Wave had ended, but using it had drained Piccolo's stamina significantly. He gasped for breath, his chest heaving for several seconds before returning to normal.
Frieza had witnessed the bizarre scene unfold before his eyes. Piccolo's technique flowed with such practiced ease that it made Frieza feel apprehensive.
"Ho ho ho," Frieza chuckled. "I never imagined that a Namekian from all those years ago would master such a technique. Truly astonishing."
"But aren't you at your weakest right now?"
Frieza's words struck everyone's hearts like icy needles.
Krillin especially couldn't help but remember the terror of being killed by Frieza all those years ago when he met his gaze.
"Could it be...that Frieza bastard... Damn it! I knew I shouldn't have trusted him so easily!"
Just then, Frieza slowly approached Piccolo, and everyone's hearts leaped into their throats. Yet Piccolo didn't even glance at Frieza. His gaze remained fixed on the small bottle in the distance.
"Frieza! If you want to fight, you can come find me later. But right now, I have more important matters to attend to!" Piccolo shouted. With that, he swiftly pulled out his Talisman Inscription and flew directly toward the bottle.
Simultaneously, an astonishing transformation was occurring inside the bottle. Baby Aize's body twisted and contorted as an immense power dragged him into the sealed container.
The environment inside the bottle left him bewildered. An eerie green mist filled the air and obscured his vision. Wherever he looked, he saw only endless strange green.
Realizing that he could not linger in this place, the humiliation inflicted by Frieza and Piccolo drove him mad.
Clenching his fists tightly, Baby Aize unleashed a massive surge of energy that blasted outward and dispersed the surrounding air.
"No, this can't be happening! I am the king of the Tuffles!" Baby Aize roared in fury, unable to believe that he had been defeated so easily.
Yet, the truth stared him in the face, forcing him to confront reality. Unwilling to accept defeat, he resolved to find a way to escape.
At that moment, an image of Frieza's Golden Form transformation flashed through Baby Aize's mind. His heart surged with hatred for Frieza, but finding a way out was now paramount.
He raised his head and gazed at the sky. Suddenly, he spotted several shimmering lights. Yes, those were the exits!
A sliver of hope ignited within him. He resolved to give his all to break free. He took a deep breath, channeled all his power, and launched himself toward the exits with all his might.
His speed intensified as his body transformed into a lightning-like streak of light, tearing through layer after layer of obstacles and hurtling straight for the exits.
But the green gas seemed to possess its own consciousness. It coiled tightly around his body like a swarm of ravenous leeches. No matter how violently he struggled, he couldn't shake them off.
"Release me! This king demands it!" Baby Aize roared, his voice seething with fury and defiance. Yet the green gas remained unmoved, clinging to him like a tenacious shroud.
"Aaaaaaah!!!"
Blinded by rage, Baby Aize's mind once again flashed with the loathsome visage of Frieza. He recalled the humiliations and tortures he had endured, and his anger erupted like a volcano.
At that crucial moment, the Frieza-derived cells within Baby Aize's body played their pivotal role. His body began to glow with a dazzling golden light, radiating immense power.
Meanwhile, Piccolo had arrived at the scene.
He cautiously picked up the vial containing the green gas.
With lightning speed, he removed the stopper and clamped the vial shut.
But just then, an astonishing transformation occurred within the vial. In Baby Aize's eyes, the light symbolizing freedom gradually faded away.
In that instant, Baby Aize erupted.
"No! Don't!" he screamed in terror, his voice thick with despair and fear.
"I don't want to stay in this hellhole!"
The golden light emanating from Baby Aize intensified in that instant, becoming a blinding glare that made it impossible to look directly at him.
The golden radiance coalesced into a sharp, arrow-like beam. His body became taut, stretched to its breaking point like a drawn bowstring.
With a whoosh, the golden laser erupted from the bottle, instantly piercing the cork.
Outside,
Piccolo was just about to apply the Talisman Inscription.
In that very moment... bang!
The bottle's cork was blasted off.
The bottle began to shake violently and slipped free from Piccolo's grip.
It slid out of his hand and tumbled across the ground several times before spinning a full 360 degrees in the air.
Piccolo's face turned a furious crimson. He couldn't believe what was happening, but he reacted swiftly, snatching up the cork and lunging for the bottle.
Yet, just as his hand was about to touch the bottle...
Boom!
The bottle shattered into countless fragments.
Gleaming golden Baby Goku was reborn, his light searingly bright. Piccolo stood frozen in place, utterly stunned. He never imagined that this creature could escape the Devil Sealing Wave's confinement so quickly.
Meanwhile, on the sidelines...
The spectators stared in stunned silence.
The situation was spiraling out of control.
Before their eyes, Baby Aize seemed to be undergoing a metamorphosis.
A dazzling golden light radiated from it, emitting the same overwhelming power as Frieza's aura. It was brilliant and blinding, impossible to gaze upon directly.
Similar to Golden Frieza's radiance, this light declared its overwhelming strength to all present.
"This guy is breaking through!" Krillin shouted in disbelief. His voice trembled and his face was a mask of shock.
His eyes were fixed on the golden light, and his heart pounded with fear and anxiety.
His words struck everyone present like a bolt from the blue, snapping them back to reality.
They realized that the events unfolding before them were far from ordinary. Baby Aize was undergoing an unprecedented transformation.
Meanwhile, Piccolo had already recharged his Special Beam Cannon.
He took a deep breath, concentrating all his power as he prepared to unleash a fatal blow.
"Special Beam Cannon!" he roared. A spiraling beam of light erupted from his hand with unparalleled force and hurtled straight toward Baby Aize.
But when the Special Beam Cannon touched the golden light surrounding Baby Aize, an astonishing scene unfolded.
The beam was instantly deflected as if blocked by an invisible force.
The golden light continued to expand relentlessly, threatening to engulf the Special Beam Cannon completely.
Bean-sized beads of sweat trickled down Piccolo's forehead; his face was as pale as paper. He strained every fiber of his being, but he couldn't stop the golden power from eroding the cannon.
Yet, amid this fierce battle, one figure remained remarkably calm and composed.
Frieza twitched his tail as he watched Piccolo and Baby Aize in the distance with amusement.
"Hoh hoh hoh. I told you all along. Wouldn't it have been easier to just let me kill him outright?"
A sneering smile curled the corners of his lips.
"Those Namekians always make things so complicated."
(End Of This Chapter)
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