Hala.
This planet, hailed as the Galactic Iron Wall, was currently shrouded in a shadow of despair.
In the sky, it was no longer the familiar light of the blue star. Instead, it was completely obscured by ten thousand pure white warships imprinted with the purple 'Frieza' character emblem.
The massive shadows cast upon the earth seemed to herald the arrival of the apocalypse.
"Warning! Warning! Shield energy has dropped to 30%!"
"Enemy firepower is too intense! Our fleet cannot take off at all!"
Inside the hall of the Supreme Intelligence, everything was in a state of utter chaos.
Those Accusers, who were usually arrogant and haughty, were now drenched in sweat as they roared into their communicators. But under that absolute suppression of firepower, their roars seemed incredibly pale and powerless.
"Enough."
Thanos was suspended outside the atmosphere of Hala, his blade pointing down at the planet below.
His voice boomed like thunder through the loudspeakers. "Is this the so-called Kree Empire? Too weak."
Thanos shook his head, his purple face filled with disappointment. "Not even qualified for me to warm up."
"Ginyu Force!"
"Present!"
Apocalypse, Erik, Loki, and the others responded in unison, their voices tinged with irrepressible excitement.
"Teach these blue-skinned monkeys a lesson!"
Thanos gave a grand wave of his hand.
"Apocalypse, go and drag out that big head called the Supreme Intelligence for me!"
"Erik, tear down all the metal facilities on this planet!"
"Loki, go and show them what true magic is!"
"As you command! Director!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several streaks of light descended from the sky, crashing onto the surface of Hala like meteors.
Apocalypse took the lead, his form instantly growing gargantuan in mid-air. He transformed into a blue giant standing a full thousand meters tall.
"Roar!!!"
With a thunderous roar, his massive foot stomped ruthlessly onto the dome of the Kree Palace.
Crack!
That magnificent structure, which had stood for thousands of years, shattered instantly like a fragile eggshell.
Countless Kree soldiers screamed as they were buried beneath the ruins.
"This is your palace? It's even cruder than the slums on Earth."
Apocalypse grinned savagely, thrusting his hands into the earth and heaving upward with all his might.
Rumble!
An entire tectonic plate was forcibly ripped up by him.
On the other side.
Erik floated in mid-air, his arms spread wide like a god controlling magnetism.
"Metal... the scent of metal is everywhere."
He took a deep breath, an intoxicated expression appearing on his face.
The Kree Empire's technology was highly advanced, but that also meant there were far too many metallic creations on this Planet.
"Now... dance for me!"
Buzz—
A terrifying magnetic field erupted instantly.
Countless warships docked in the ports, countless metal skyscrapers reaching into the clouds, and even the weapons in the soldiers' hands, all lost control. As if endowed with life, they twisted and deformed in the air, transforming into dragons of steel that turned back to devour their former masters.
"Ahhh! My gun! My gun is alive!"
"Help! The buildings are eating people!"
Screams rose and fell in succession.
Loki, meanwhile, was the one enjoying this feast of slaughter the most.
Wearing that shameful skintight suit, he flickered through the battlefield like a phantom. Every swing of the daggers in his hands claimed a life.
"Hahahaha! Are these the so-called Kree warriors?"
Loki kicked away an Accuser's head and casually struck a pose.
"Too slow! Too weak!"
"Not even fit to carry my shoes!"
...
High above.
Inside the observation deck of the flagship, emperor.
Frieza sat in that golden egg-shaped cockpit, swirling a glass of crimson wine in his hand. He looked down at the purgatory-like scene below, a satisfied smile forming at the corners of his lips.
"Oh-ho-ho..."
"It seems I won't be able to save that year-end bonus after all."
Frieza took a sip of wine, a gleam of pleasure flashing in his crimson eyes.
[Ding! Detected that the entire Kree Empire has fallen into panic!]
[Fear points +500 billion!]
[Ding! Detected the logic collapse of the Supreme Intelligence!]
[Fear points +800 billion!]
...
"Not bad."
"This harvest speed is much faster than on that broken Earth."
Frieza set down his wine glass and stretched.
"However..."
His gaze shifted toward the edge of the map. There, several galaxies still flickered with faint light.
The Shiar Empire, the Skrull Empire, the Brotherhood of Badoon...
Other powers were currently watching the tragic state of Hala while trembling in fear.
Frieza straightened his collar, an extremely greedy smile appearing on his face. "Since we're already here, let's just clean up this trash while we're at it."
"After all, my Frieza Park requires neatness and unity. Those messy illegal structures are an eyesore."
He pressed the communication button.
"Thanos."
"Your subordinate is here!"
Thanos's fanatical voice immediately came through.
"How are things on Hala?"
"Reporting to Lord Frieza! The Supreme Intelligence has been crushed by Apocalypse! The Kree Royal Family has been entirely executed!"
"The remaining civilians have all surrendered and are undergoing Charles's Thought Reform!"
"Very good."
Frieza nodded, his tone nonchalant.
"Since things are wrapped up here, don't rest yet. Take the fleet and steamroll those remaining empires and brotherhoods, whatever they're called."
"I don't want to see any color other than purple on my map."
"Understood?"
"As you command! Lord Frieza!"
Thanos let out a roar, then turned to shout at his subordinates who had just finished their slaughter and were still in a state of excitement.
"Boys! Did you hear that?!"
"Lord Frieza hasn't seen enough fireworks yet!"
"Set sail with the fleet! Next target—the Shiar Empire!"
"Kill!!!"
Rumble!
The massive white fleet set sail once again.
This time, their course covered entire galaxies. This was an interstellar cleansing in the truest sense.
No negotiations, no mercy.
Any planet that did not hoist the 'Frieza' character flag would meet with a devastating strike in the next second.
The Emperor of the Shiar Empire didn't even have time to send an SOS before the palace was blown to smithereens by a single shot.
The Skrulls' shapeshifting disguises were useless before the Life Detectors of the Frieza Force. They were dragged out one by one and executed on the spot.
The Brotherhood of Badoon didn't even manage to assemble their fleet before their homeworld was crushed underfoot by the descending Apocalypse.
In just three days' time, numerous galaxies, which had once been divided among many powers and ravaged by war, became completely quiet.
All resistance forces were uprooted, and all civilizations were forcibly incorporated. Frieza's name became the only truth under this starry sky.
—
Top floor office, Frieza Tower.
Frieza looked at the pure purple on the holographic map and nodded in satisfaction.
"Now that's more like it."
"So neat and tidy, it looks much better."
He turned around to look at the group of subordinates kneeling before him.
Thanos, Apocalypse, Erik, Loki...
Every one of them exuded a thick scent of blood, yet their eyes were more fanatical than ever before.
"Well done."
Frieza pulled the Power Stone from his pocket. With a casual toss, he threw it to Thanos.
"This thing is your reward."
Thanos caught the stone in a flurry, his face filled with disbelief.
"Lord... Lord Frieza? This is an Infinity Stone!"
"Just a broken rock, look at how excited you are." Frieza curled his lip in disdain.
"Since you are the demolition office director, how can you not have a handy tool?"
"Take it and inlay it into your blade, or make a glove to wear it, whatever. Just don't lose it."
"Thank you for your grace!"
Thanos was so moved that tears welled in his eyes, and he kowtowed repeatedly, his head striking the floor with loud thuds.
"Alright, all of you may leave." Frieza waved his hand.
"I want to rest for a while. And while I'm at it, I'll think about which Universe to collect rent from next."
Once everyone had withdrawn, Frieza sat back in his executive chair, looking at the starry sky outside the window. In those crimson eyes, a certain loneliness known as 'invincibility' flickered.
"This Universe... has also been cleared."
"Truly boring."
"I hope the next Universe can bring me some surprises."