blogombal Chapter 209 Vegeta's Desertion
Chapter 209 Vegeta's Desertion
Frieza looked at Vegeta, who was trembling and unable to move, and sneered, "I never thought the Saiyan prince would have a day when he had to run away with his tail between his legs. No matter how much your strength increases, you will eventually die by my hand. Just wait patiently, and after I deal with that Namekian, it will be your turn." With that, Frieza slowly approached Vegeta.
Vegeta, filled with fear, stood frozen in place.
Frieza swung his fist, slamming it heavily into Vegeta's stomach, then dragged him downwards. Just before reaching the mountain peak, Frieza exerted force, shoving Vegeta violently towards the summit. With a deafening crash, the mountain collapsed from Vegeta's impact.
Frieza casually tossed Vegeta aside, then slowly turned around, his gaze coldly sweeping over Piccolo below. A disdainful snort escaped his nostrils: "I've kept you waiting this long. I'll see where your laughable confidence comes from. Hmph, what a fool who knows no fear." Before his words even echoed in the air, Frieza's figure shot towards Piccolo like lightning.
Sensing Frieza's attack, Piccolo's eyes sharpened. Without hesitation, he propelled himself upwards like a cannonball, his body tracing a smooth arc in the air, skillfully dodging Frieza's fierce attack.
Frieza charged upwards, instantly clashing with Piccolo once more. Their movements were ghostly, almost impossible to catch with the naked eye; only the continuous sonic booms and the storms generated by the rampant energy indicated the intensity of the battle.
Krillin was shocked and couldn't help but exclaim to Shang Yun, "Shang Yun, I never expected Piccolo's strength to improve so rapidly. Perhaps we can really count on him to turn the tide this time!"
Gohan excitedly chimed in, "Yeah, Uncle Piccolo is so powerful!"
Shang Yun smiled and looked at Son Gohan, saying, "Gohan, Piccolo was actually your mentor."
Son Gohan nodded vigorously and replied, "Yes! That's right!"
The fierce battle had reached its climax, the brutal, hand-to-hand combat between Frieza and Piccolo gripping. Each punch carried a powerful gust of air, distorting the very air around them. Suddenly, Frieza's severed tail began to grow rapidly at a visible speed, slamming into Piccolo's face with a resounding "smack." The immense force sent Piccolo flying, his body hurtling backward like a kite with a broken string.
However, Piccolo was no ordinary opponent. In the instant he was launched into the air, his arm extended like a spring, becoming a strong rope that precisely grabbed Frieza's tail. The immense pulling force dragged Frieza down with him. Frieza reacted swiftly, stomping hard on Piccolo, and the two figures, enveloped in powerful force, plummeted straight into the water.
"Boom!" The moment the two entered the water, the powerful impact caused water to splash everywhere, forming a towering, enormous water curtain, as if lifted up by an invisible giant hand. The people in the sky were stunned by this scene and quickly leaned down to look, their eyes fixed on that area of water. However, even as the splashing water gradually subsided and the surface returned to calm, the two still did not surface.
Son Gohan, his face filled with anxiety, shouted loudly, "Uncle Piccolo!"
Shang Yun was equally anxious. He knew that Frieza, as a member of the Frost Demon race, possessed the ability to survive in any environment in the universe, while Piccolo couldn't breathe underwater. Shang Yun himself had gained the ability to survive in any environment by making a wish upon the Dragon Balls, and he knew how dangerous Piccolo's current situation was.
Just as everyone was filled with worry, Frieza burst out of the water like a cannonball, while Piccolo was nowhere to be seen.
Gohan shouted anxiously again, "Uncle Piccolo!"
Frieza hovered in the air, a cold smile on his face, looking at Gohan and mocking, "Don't worry about this guy. His abilities aren't enough to kill him now. However, I'm going to make him taste the pain of being torn to pieces!" As he spoke, he slowly lowered his right hand, and an energy ball emitting an eerie glow rapidly condensed in his palm. Frieza remained silently suspended in the air, awaiting Piccolo's appearance.
Just then, Piccolo burst out of the water at a speed that left no time to react. In the blink of an eye, the energy ball in Frieza's hand shot towards Piccolo like an arrow.
"boom!"
A deafening roar shook the heavens and the earth. Piccolo only had time to raise his hands to his forehead before he collided heavily with the energy ball. The immense impact sent him flying backward like a meteor. The mountain behind him, under the force of the impact, shattered instantly like fragile glass, turning into dust that scattered in all directions.
Frieza's lips curled into a cold smile, his eyes filled with disdain and arrogance. "Hmph, you do have some skill; among the Namekians, your strength is among the top. However, this farce should end now. Next, it's your death day!"
As soon as Frieza finished speaking, a cruel smile appeared on his face. He slowly extended his right hand, his index finger slightly bent, and a wave of light carrying an aura of destruction rapidly condensed at his fingertip. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the light wave shot out like lightning, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, directly into the smoke that filled the air after Piccolo's fall. The light wave was unstoppable, instantly piercing through the smoke, scorching and distorting the air in its path, as if it would reduce everything to nothingness.
Gohan exclaimed loudly, "Uncle Piccolo!"
Vegeta lay sprawled among the rubble, unable to rise. Looking at Frieza in the sky, he gritted his teeth and muttered, "Damn it!"
Shang Yun's expression was solemn as he stared intently at the slowly descending smoke. Every second felt incredibly long, but Bick still hadn't appeared.
Klin, standing to the side, was so shocked that he trembled uncontrollably, his voice breaking with fear and despair: "This...this...this is really...really hopeless."
Frieza hovered in the air, letting out a chilling, sinister laugh: "Hmph, with this, the Namekian race will be completely wiped out of the universe!"
Just as everyone was completely enveloped by the gloom of despair, a violent explosion suddenly erupted from where Bick had fallen. A deafening roar shook the surrounding air, and then, as if lifted by an invisible, powerful force, the rubble began to slowly rise upwards. Everyone's gaze was involuntarily drawn to it, and they held their breath in tension.
As the rubble continued to rise into the air, a familiar figure gradually emerged—it was Piccolo! At this moment, Piccolo was radiating a faint energy glow, completely unharmed, a mocking sneer on his cold face, his voice deep yet full of confidence: "Hmph, don't underestimate me, Frieza, this battle is far from over!"
Son Gohan, his face beaming with the joy of surviving a close call, shouted, "Thank goodness, Uncle Piccolo! I'm so glad you're alright!"
Krillin, his face flushed with excitement, gesticulated wildly as he spoke: "Shangyun, Gohan, it seems we really have a chance to win! The three of us, plus Piccolo, might actually be able to defeat Frieza!"
Son Gohan and Sho Yun nodded vigorously and replied in unison, "Yes!"
Shang Yun took a deep breath and said with a firm gaze, "Alright then, let's prepare for battle!"
The three turned around simultaneously, their eyes blazing, glaring at Frieza with a death-defying resolve, and an even more intense battle was about to erupt.