"Hahaha! Saiyan, I didn't expect you to revert from your Great Ape form. You're practically asking to die!"
Frieza, who had been about to board his spaceship and flee, turned back for one last look—wanting to engrave the Saiyan's face into his memory for future revenge.
To his shock, Bardock had already reverted to human form.
Frieza immediately felt hope surge within him.
He completely ignored the blazing golden aura surrounding Bardock.
Bardock stood in midair, golden energy roaring around him like flames. His eyes were blank—pupil-less—filled only with raw killing intent.
When he heard Frieza's mocking laughter, his head tilted slowly.
Then—
He raised one finger.
A thin golden beam shot forward.
Frieza's pupils shrank.
"Oh no!"
His mind reacted instantly.
His body didn't.
The beam pierced through him, severing his left leg cleanly.
Frieza's shrill scream echoed through space.
He stared at his missing limb in disbelief.
"How is this possible?! You've exited your Great Ape transformation—how are you still this strong?!"
Bardock didn't answer.
His consciousness was submerged deep within himself, analyzing the mysterious Violent Cells raging in his body. Only instinct guided his movements.
Frieza clenched his teeth against the pain.
"Saiyan… don't get cocky! I, Frieza, will not be defeated so easily!"
Bardock responded with a beast-like roar.
"ROAR!"
Energy spheres formed in his hands and rained down relentlessly.
Frieza tried to defend, tried to escape, but the golden barrage swallowed him whole.
"You will pay for this—!"
His voice grew weaker.
Then vanished.
When the explosions faded, there was nothing left.
Frieza was gone.
Only then did Bardock stop attacking.
He hovered in space, panting slightly, golden aura still surging violently around him.
Inside his mind, Bardock's consciousness observed quietly.
"Am I… a Super Saiyan?"
The power increase was undeniable.
Fifty times his base form.
That part was correct.
"But why do I feel such an overwhelming urge to destroy everything?"
This wasn't the calm rage-triggered Super Saiyan he remembered from his previous life.
His white, pupil-less eyes resembled the Legendary Super Saiyan—but his aura was golden.
And in the old Bardock special from his previous life, Bardock's transformation had been a standard golden Super Saiyan.
"Is this because I activated the Violent Cells?"
There was no answer.
Only destruction.
Inside Frieza's spaceship, chaos erupted.
The Emperor was dead.
If that Saiyan noticed them—
They were finished.
Soldiers scrambled for respirators and escape pods in blind panic.
Amid the chaos, one figure moved calmly.
A young man with light blue skin, slicked-back white hair, and purple eyes walked steadily through the madness.
He entered a hidden chamber, unlocking it with layered security—password, fingerprint, retinal scan.
The door opened.
Cold mist drifted outward.
Inside was a massive block of ice.
From within it, a voice spoke.
"Mels. What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"
Mels sighed.
"Prince Azer, could you at least call me Teacher? I've raised you since birth."
Azer snorted from inside the ice.
"It is your honor to serve a Frost Demon. Be grateful."
Mels shook his head.
"Frieza has been defeated."
"So what?" Azer replied coldly. "He was incompetent. I won't be."
Mels didn't argue.
Instead, he raised a finger.
"Time Stop. Time Prison."
Silvery-white energy enveloped the ice block.
In an instant—
It vanished.
Mels smiled faintly at the now-empty chamber.
"Prince Azer, you can reflect in there for a while."
Then he disappeared as well.
Outside, Bardock drifted like a golden demon of destruction.
He sensed the ki signatures from Frieza's ship.
He turned.
A single energy blast erased it completely.
Then he hunted down fleeing soldiers one by one.
No mercy.
No hesitation.
The Saiyan royal spaceship cautiously returned.
Raditz stared in horror.
"Is… that really Father?"
Bardock looked nothing like himself.
Paragus placed a steady hand on Raditz's shoulder.
"Prince Raditz, don't panic. His Majesty is venting the Violent Cells within him. Once the energy stabilizes, he'll recover."
Suddenly—
"Look out!" Toma shouted.
He tackled Raditz aside.
A golden energy sphere grazed Toma's back, scorching his armor.
"Prince Raditz, are you hurt?!"
"I'm fine," Raditz replied, staring at Bardock. "But Father…"
Paragus frowned.
"He will regain his senses."
A voice interrupted them.
"Worry about yourselves, idiots. In that state, King Bardock will remain berserk for at least four or five days. Planning to stand here and die?"
Garna spun around angrily.
"Who the hell are you? Our King wouldn't harm us! I'll stay here if I want—what's it to you?!"
The stranger bowed dramatically.
"I am the elite of the Galaxy Patrol. Captain of captains. Super Patrolman Mels. Currently undercover within the Frieza Force gathering evidence."
Garna scoffed.
"The Galaxy Patrol catching Frieza? You trying to make Grandpa Garna die laughing?"
Mels' expression shifted.
"Oh dear. This is troublesome."
He raised his hand.
"Time Prison."
Silvery energy spread.
In an instant—
The Saiyans vanished.
Just as Mels stepped aside, a massive golden energy blast obliterated the royal spaceship.
Debris scattered into space.
Mels brushed imaginary dust from his sleeve.
"Lord Bardock, you destroyed that yourself. Nothing to do with me."
In the distance—
The golden Super Saiyan drifted alone in the void, radiating unstoppable destruction.