blogombal Chapter 261 Sun Wukong's Transformation
Chapter 261 Sun Wukong's Transformation
Sun Wukong knelt on the ground, his face filled with grief and indignation, his eyes bloodshot, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "Frieza!" His voice was low and full of hatred.
Frieza wore a disdainful yet mocking expression and sighed, "Just now, I really thought I was going to die."
Suppressing his anger, Goku turned to Krillin and Gohan and said firmly, "Krillin, Gohan, you two get out of here right now!"
Son Gohan, looking shocked, turned his head sharply and exclaimed, "What?!"
Goku took a deep breath and continued, "There should be a spaceship near where I came from. Once you find Bulma, take her with you and leave this place immediately!"
Son Gohan resolutely retorted, "No, Dad! I want to stay. I want to avenge Uncle Piccolo!" His eyes were full of stubbornness and determination, and he refused to back down in the slightest.
Sun Wukong's expression was serious, and his eyes showed determination. He said loudly, "Are you all going to die here together? Listen to me, leave now!" His voice was firm and left no room for doubt.
Krillin opened his mouth, his face full of struggle, and said with difficulty, "Goku..." Before he could finish speaking, he was choked by complicated emotions.
Son Gohan's eyes reddened, and he cried out in a sob, "Dad! I don't want to leave you, I want to fight with you!" His body trembled slightly, and he struggled between family love and danger.
Just then, Frieza suddenly let out a deafening roar: "You think I'd let you leave here alive? Wishful thinking!" His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and a cruel smile appeared on his face. Then, he slowly raised his finger, pointing it at the crowd. A powerful and evil aura emanated from his fingertip, and the surrounding air seemed to be distorted by this power.
Frieza, a sinister and cruel smile on his face, suddenly pointed a finger directly at Krillin. In an instant, Krillin felt a powerful and eerie force binding his body like ropes, slowly and uncontrollably suspending him in mid-air. His eyes widened in terror, and he screamed in horror, "Goku!"
Upon hearing Krillin's cries for help, Sun Wukong's heart clenched, and he shouted anxiously, "Krillin!" He quickly turned his head, his eyes wide with rage as he glared at Frieza, and roared from deep within his throat, "Frieza, stop!" The sound shook the surrounding air.
Frieza remained unmoved, instead throwing his head back and laughing maniacally. With a casual flick of his wrist, he tossed Krillin high into the air, then exerted a tremendous force, an invisible power pressing down on Krillin's body. Krillin's body began to swell uncontrollably, his face contorted in agony, and he let out a piercing scream: "Goku!"
With a loud "bang!", Krillin's body exploded high in the air, the dazzling light hurting people's eyes.
Upon witnessing this scene, Sun Wukong felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and almost lost his balance. He roared in despair, "Krillin—" His voice was filled with grief and anger, and tears streamed uncontrollably down his face. The hatred in his heart burned like a raging fire.
Frieza wore an extremely arrogant smile, laughing unrestrainedly. His laughter echoed across the ravaged land, radiating boundless arrogance. He tilted his head slightly, his gaze as cold as a venomous snake as he looked at Gohan, and slowly said, "Next, it's that brat's turn, isn't it?" His tone was full of contempt and cruelty.
Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, his head bowed low, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes seemingly spitting fire. He said through gritted teeth, "I won't forgive you! You actually..."
Suddenly, the previously calm sky underwent a dramatic transformation. Dark clouds rapidly gathered, and lightning flashed and thunder roared incessantly. Blinding streaks of lightning ripped through the dark sky, as if even the heavens were wrathful for this brutal slaughter. The rolling thunder was deafening, and a howling wind whipped up sand and gravel, adding to the somber and terrifying atmosphere. Amidst these extraordinary celestial phenomena, Sun Wukong's rage burned ever brighter. An unprecedented power surged within him, and he secretly vowed to make Frieza pay a terrible price for his actions…
Sun Wukong stood on the ground covered in rubble and dust, his eyes wide open, as if bursting from their sockets with boundless grief and anger. Tears streamed uncontrollably down his cheeks, dripping onto the blood-stained earth. "Shangyun... Piccolo... Krillin..." His voice was low and hoarse, a mournful roar from the depths of his soul, filled with pain and despair. And not far away, Frieza's piercing, arrogant laughter, like sharp steel needles, stabbed into his heart again and again.
"Next, it's that brat's turn, isn't it?" Frieza's mocking yet cruel words were like a spark igniting a volcano in Goku's heart, ready to erupt. He slowly stood up, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles white from the force, his body trembling slightly—a sign of extreme rage.
At that very moment, a power seemed to be struggling and awakening within Sun Wukong. His aura suddenly surged dramatically, and an incredibly powerful, suffocating aura spread wildly. The previously calm air was instantly disrupted by this power, forming visible vortexes. The surrounding sand and dust were swept up by this powerful airflow and spun rapidly around him.
An even more astonishing change occurred in Sun Wukong. His hair began to undergo a strange transformation; the originally jet-black strands, as if infused with a golden flame, turned yellow strand by strand. This change was not instantaneous, but rather a continuous flickering and alternation, sometimes yellow, sometimes black, with each flicker accompanied by a further increase in his aura.
Frieza's usual arrogant smile froze instantly, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief. He never imagined that Goku, whom he had repeatedly regarded as an ant, could unleash such terrifying power. At this moment, Goku no longer seemed like an ordinary Saiyan, but a vengeful god returned from hell, radiating an aura that made heaven and earth tremble.
As his hair turned a dazzling gold, Goku's aura reached an unprecedented height. The wind howled even more fiercely, making Frieza almost unsteady on his feet. But Goku stood there quietly, as if he controlled the power of this world, each breath causing a slight distortion in the surrounding space.