BOOM!!!
An irresistibly terrifying gale instantly swept across the entire sky.
That wasn't an ordinary wind. That was pure, billion-fold amplified wind generated from Frieza's actions.
Whoosh!
That sky-blotting black storm, under this single wave, was actually blown away by brute force, revealing the dazed Robert inside, his body battered and broken.
"This... this..."
Robert looked at his own collapsing body and the black energy dissipating across the sky.
His worldview completely crumbled. His strongest trump card, his Void form capable of destroying the Universe, was actually slapped away by the opponent's casual wave?
"Is this the gap?"
Frieza slowly flew in front of Robert. He wasn't in a hurry to strike. Instead, he looked with interest at this man who had completely lost his fighting spirit.
"So-called invincibility is nothing more than the sleep-talk of a frog in a well."
"In this multiverse, there is only one emperor."
Frieza pointed to himself, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his lips.
"And that is me, Frieza."
Meanwhile.
In the deepest part of this Universe.
Asgard.
The Odin of this Universe was sitting on his throne, holding that somewhat ridiculous-looking war hammer.
He suddenly opened his single eye, which was full of shock.
"This power..."
"Coming from Midgard?"
"That monster called Void was actually suppressed in an instant?"
"That golden aura... just what kind of sacred being is it?"
At the other end of the Universe.
A massive mechanical swarm was devouring a Planet.
That was Galactus of this Universe—Gah Lak Tus.
It was a collective consciousness of a nano-swarm.
At this moment, these countless trillions of nanobots actually stopped feeding simultaneously.
They felt a terrifying threat capable of erasing their existence.
"Warning! Warning!"
"Dimensional-level energy burst detected!"
"Threat Level: Beyond all known entities!"
"Recommendation: Immediately evacuate the Milky Way Galaxy!"
This fear even penetrated the dimensional barriers, reaching the ears of those ancient gods slumbering in this Universe.
However, for Frieza, this was merely a little pre-meal exercise.
"Oh my, it seems everyone has already noticed my arrival."
Frieza felt those prying gazes cast from the depths of the Universe. Not only was he not angry, but he laughed even more happily.
"Not bad."
"The further the fear spreads, the greater my harvest will be."
He looked back at Robert in front of him.
"Well then, the game is over."
"As a reward for letting me stretch my muscles a bit, I'll let you witness a color even more noble and more despairing than gold."
Frieza slowly spread his arms.
The golden light on his body suddenly began to converge and collapse inward.
"Originally, to deal with trash like you, this form wouldn't be necessary."
"But..."
Frieza glanced at the Ultimates below, who were still looking up with a trace of hope in their eyes.
"To make this group of ants give up hope completely."
"To let the fear in this Universe reach its peak."
"I don't mind wasting a bit of stamina."
Hum—
The originally brilliant golden light vanished instantly.
Replacing it was a dark aura, pitch black as ink and deep as an abyss.
The entire sky turned completely black. Not the black of night, but that kind of absolute void that devoured all light.
In that endless darkness, a figure, black throughout, emitting a suffocating sense of pressure, slowly emerged.
Black Frieza!
"This... this is..."
Robert looked at the monster in front of him, who seemed to have walked out from the depths of hell, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Void inside him, that once-arrogant dark persona, at this moment, was actually like it had met its natural enemy, shrinking in a corner and shivering, not even daring to show its face.
"Is this... true power?"
Robert's eyes dimmed completely.
"Alright, stop daydreaming." Frieza's voice was low and magnetic, carrying an unquestionable majesty.
"Time to go."
BOOM!!!
Frieza merely raised a single finger.
No energy blast, no light beam.
Merely the terrifying air pressure attached to that finger.
He took Robert's battered body, along with Void inside him, and crushed them.
Squish!
Like crushing a tomato.
Robert, claimed to be invincible in this Universe, thus turned into a mass of golden blood mist, dissipating in the wind.
Not even a soul was left behind.
"Robert!!!"
On the ground, Steve let out a heart-wrenching cry of grief.
That was a wail of complete despair.
Their strongest trump card, their last hope.
Just like that... gone?
"How is it possible..."
Antonio looked at the black figure in the sky, his legs going weak, and he knelt on the ground.
"We can't win..."
"Against this kind of monster... there's no way to win..."
A seed named "submission" took root and sprouted in everyone's hearts.
[Ding! Detected that all members of the Ultimates have collapsed! Fear points +500 billion!]
[Ding! Detected that the supreme existence of this Universe has developed fear! Fear points +1 trillion!]
[Ding! Detected that the global populace has fallen into the abyss of despair! Fear points +2 trillion!]
...
The numbers on the system panel once again underwent a frantic surge.
Frieza hovered in the air, looking at the constantly jumping numbers, a satisfied smile curling at the corner of his lips.
"Oh-ho-ho-ho..."
"This feeling of harvest is wonderful."
He slowly descended, arriving in front of Antonio and Steve, who were kneeling on the ground.
Those crimson eyes looked down from above at these former heroes.
"How is it?"
"Everyone."
Frieza spread his hands, his black skin flickering with an eerie luster under the firelight of the ruins.
"Now, have you all learned..."
"How to offer your knees to the emperor of the universe?"