blogombal Chapter 201 Klin is injured
Chapter 201 Klin is injured
Frieza's aura suddenly changed. His body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and he began to grow rapidly. His originally slightly short figure quickly grew taller and wider, and every inch of his muscles expanded and tightened, as if containing endless power.
His skin also underwent a strange change, gradually being replaced by a dark gray that resembled steel tempered by war, cold and hard. Sharp bony protrusions suddenly emerged from his shoulders, elbows, and knees, like the fangs of a demon, radiating a chilling light.
At this moment, Frieza had completely lost his previous elegance. His face was contorted, and his features appeared even more ferocious due to the release of this power. Beneath his thick neck was a broad, thick chest, and each breath caused the surrounding air to vibrate. He casually moved his arm, and the undulation of his muscles seemed to produce a dull thud from the friction of bones against muscles, sending chills down one's spine. This first transformation alone had already transformed him from a seemingly cunning villain into a terrifying war beast.
Frieza's aura, powerful to the point of being terrifying, surged like a raging black tide, spreading uncontrollably. Piccolo, who was rushing towards them at full speed, suddenly stopped in mid-air. He keenly sensed this aura, and his expression instantly turned extremely serious. Thinking of Gohan, who was enveloped by that terrifying power, Piccolo was filled with anxiety. He gritted his teeth, his cheeks bulged, veins popped on his forehead, and his ki surged wildly, transforming into an even more dazzling beam of light as he recklessly charged towards the source of the aura.
Frieza, having completed his transformation, tilted his head slightly, a chilling smile curving his lips as he let out a cold laugh. His voice seemed to carry the chill of a thousand years of frost, sending shivers down one's spine. "I've kept you waiting."
Frieza's voice was deep and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell.
"Are you all ready? This time, I won't show any mercy."
As soon as the words were spoken, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the oppressive atmosphere, like an invisible net, tightly enveloped everyone.
Frieza narrowed his eyes slightly, his scarlet vertical pupils flashing with mockery and arrogance, as he slowly approached Vegeta step by step, each step seemingly treading on Vegeta's dignity.
“Vegeta,” Frieza drawled, his voice filled with condescending contempt, a cruel sneer curling his lips, “where did your arrogant, overbearing demeanor go? Hmm?” He stopped in front of Vegeta, tilting his head slightly, looking down at him, arms outstretched, displaying his new, terrifying form. “Seeing how I am now, you should understand your situation, shouldn’t you? Finally, you have a little self-awareness, don’t you?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Frieza's tail, like a nimble black python, instantly grew longer, accompanied by a whooshing sound, and attacked the group with lightning speed. Vegeta, Krillin, and the others' expressions changed drastically, a hint of panic flashing in their eyes. Their bodies reacted instinctively, and they quickly flew in all directions to dodge. Before they could recover from their shock, Frieza's tail swiftly retracted, returning to its original shape.
Frieza surveyed the crowd from his high vantage point, a smug sneer on his face, and arrogantly declared, "See? This is the power of Your Majesty! Your Majesty's current fighting strength is a staggering 100 million! Sometimes even I struggle to control this world-destroying power!"
Krillin stared at Frieza in horror, his eyes wide and mouth agape. "W-what?" His voice trembled slightly with shock. "1...100 million?"
Vegeta gasped, his jaw clenched, veins bulging on his forehead. Though filled with resentment and anger, he was also deeply shocked by this terrifying fighting power. "How...how is this possible? 100 million?"
Frieza's lips curled into a sinister sneer, and he snorted twice, his laughter seemingly carrying endless mockery and disdain: "If you think I'm just spouting nonsense, then open your eyes and watch closely!" With that, he slowly extended his right hand, his five fingers spreading out like sharp eagle claws, and a world-destroying power erupted from his body.
This energy, like a surging black tide, raged wildly around Frieza, instantly transforming into a colossal wind that blotted out the sky. The wind, like a pack of roaring beasts, swept towards Vegeta and the other three with overwhelming force. The four had no time to react; their bodies, like kites with broken strings, were swept away by the gale.
At the same time, Frieza's energy struck the island beneath their feet. With a deafening roar, the massive island crumbled instantly, large chunks of rock raining down into the sea, creating towering waves.
In an instant, the entire sea surface boiled, and a huge tsunami was unleashed. The waves rolled and surged towards the surrounding islands, submerging them and disappearing into the vast ocean.
At that moment, Piccolo, who was rushing over from a distance, was also affected by the hurricane caused by this powerful aura. He felt an irresistible force rushing towards him, and his body was sent flying backward uncontrollably.
After tumbling several times in the air, Piccolo barely managed to steady himself. He looked shocked, his eyes filled with doubt and wariness, and muttered to himself, "Frieza, what on earth is this guy up to?"
Frieza tilted his head back, watching the figures tumbling and tumbling through the air like kites with broken strings, and let out a wild, maniacal laugh: "This is nothing special, is that all the strength you've got?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, a mocking glint in his crimson vertical pupils, and turned to Vegeta, "Saiyans should be able to do this too, shouldn't they? Vegeta, look at your pathetic state now, it's truly laughable. It seems my strength has exceeded your expectations. Now, which one of you will go to hell first?"
Vegeta struggled to maintain his balance in mid-air, his hair whipping wildly in the wind. He gritted his teeth, his facial muscles twitching slightly with anger, and squeezed out a curse through clenched teeth: "Damn it!"
Frieza's eyes were cold and sharp as he surveyed the five people in the air, a chilling smile on his face. Suddenly, without warning, he roared, "It's you!" Before his words even echoed in the air, his figure shot out like a ghost.
The group only saw a black shadow flash before their eyes, and had no time to catch Frieza's movements. Frieza, like a black lightning bolt, hurtled straight towards Krillin.
Shang Yun's pupils shrank sharply, and he shouted in terror, "Klin!" However, everything happened too suddenly, and the only response he received was the whistling wind.
Klin didn't even have time to react much, only instinctively putting down Dandy, whom he was holding tightly in his arms.
Frieza's sharp horn pierced Krillin's chest like a blade. Krillin's body stiffened abruptly, blood flowing from the wound. His newly donned armor was as fragile as paper before Frieza's terrifying power, offering no protection whatsoever.