Under Z Broly's savage, screaming charge, the planet M2, entirely enveloped by the Silver Coolers, was violently ripped open as he blasted a path straight through their endless ranks.
With his head lowered, he hurtled forward like a raging beast, his eyes burning with a mixture of madness and grim, absolute resolve. His massive hands swung wildly at his sides, each powerful motion stirring the air around him until it seemed to boil and churn.
Every time his fists lashed out, a swarm of Silver Coolers was sent flying, tumbling uncontrollably through the air before crashing heavily to the ground with dull, thunderous thuds.
Z Broly rampaged on, a force of slaughter in his path, be they mere soldiers or would-be gods.
His speed was absolutely terrifying, as he looked like a lightning bolt tearing through the battlefield and leaving nothing but utter devastation in its wake.
The Silver Coolers barely had time to react. They could only watch with helpless expressions on their faces as he smashed his way right past them.
Before long, a horrifying realization dawned on them: this monster was far, far beyond their ability to handle. Even with their sheer numbers, it was useless. None of them could withstand Z Broly's catastrophic force or destructive power.
So, they abandoned their futile attempt to surround him and instead turned their attention toward what they believed was the weaker prey: Frieza.
If they couldn't defeat Z Broly, they might as well attack someone who seemed easier to deal with. But they had no idea... Frieza was no ordinary opponent.
As the Silver Coolers closed in, Frieza's lips curled into a disdainful smirk, his eyes brimming with mockery and contempt.
"Silver form, hmm? Ho ho ho... To think these knockoff Coolers could only reach this level," Frieza sneered, his voice dripping with scorn.
"Well, I suppose it makes sense, after all, the original wasn't much better," He added with a glint of arrogance flashing in his gaze.
"Now then... allow me to show you what true oppression feels like!" Frieza roared, his voice echoing with overwhelming authority and pride.
The moment his words ended, his aura surged violently, so immense that it seemed to twist the very air around him. A crushing pressure instantly descended upon the Silver Coolers, choking them with sudden fear and suffocation.
Every one of them froze, their eyes widening in terror as they stared at Frieza, unable to look away.
Their bodies involuntarily trembled, and they staggered backward in a desperate attempt to escape the suffocating aura. Frieza gave a confident smile and declared loudly, "The form you see now is one I discarded years ago! And you fools have only just reached it."
"Now, let this rabble witness the true might of Lord Frieza!"
His voice cracked through the air like thunder, shaking the very heavens.
And then, Frieza's power exploded and the world itself seemed to quake.
Mountains trembled. A blindingly bright golden radiance erupted skyward.
The sheer shockwave of his ki sent the Silver Coolers flying for miles, scattering them like leaves in a storm.
The remaining Coolers exchanged horrified glances, while even Dr. Lychee, the one controlling them, was momentarily stunned.
He had known Frieza was powerful... but not this powerful.
At this moment, Frieza's strength transcended any comparison. And on the other side, Z Broly was also beginning to unleash his full, terrifying might.
Neither of these monsters had been fighting seriously until now.
Just as expected, Frieza hadn't been exaggerating. He truly hadn't shown even a fraction of his real power.
Ten agonizing seconds later, Golden Frieza finally appeared before the countless Coolers.
Those ten seconds felt like an eternity to everyone present.
For so long, Cooler had believed Frieza to be a worthless failure, far weaker than himself, lazy, and neglectful of training. But they were wrong. Terribly wrong.
The Frieza standing before them now was nothing like the one who'd been cut down by Son Goku years ago. At that time Frieza was strong, but compared with them he was only a supporting character.
However, the Frieza who now stood before them had completely changed, his strength was no longer something they could even clearly gauge.
After all, these undead Coolers had been summoned by Dr. Lychee before they fell into hell.
Their knowledge of Frieza stopped at that earlier period. Their memories ended at the moment before Cooler was executed by Vegeta. Back then, Frieza had not yet experienced the trials and growth that followed.
When they saw this new posture, every undead Cooler's face filled with sheer disbelief.
They couldn't accept that the mighty being before them was the same Frieza who had once been so easily defeated by Son Goku.
They widened their eyes, searching Frieza for any familiar traces, but more than a decade had passed.
Frieza had changed completely.
Golden Frieza looked at the Silver Coolers and merely smiled coldly. "Ho ho ho, my foolish brothers."
"If you bow down to me now, I might spare you the torment. I know you resurrect endlessly, but have you considered that I could kill you with a mere flick of my finger?"
"Resurrecting again would only bring more suffering, think carefully."
Just then, a flash of golden-green light appeared from afar.
Frieza turned to look. Of course, it was that Z Broly.
"Bastard! I will not allow anyone's power to surpass mine!"
In an instant, Z Broly's eyes whitened again; a violent, savage aura slammed outward.
His long golden hair extended even further back. The Legendary Super Saiyan 3 form had arrived. At that moment, Z Broly and Golden Frieza's presences became roughly equal.
In the blink of an eye, Z Broly displayed astonishing speed and power, mercilessly cutting down nearly half of the undead Coolers.
Those Coolers were killed before they could even react, instant execution by Z Broly.
The remaining half stared at Z Broly in terror, not daring to approach.
They felt Z Broly's sheer horror; their hearts filled with fear.
Soon the killed undead Coolers revived, but their former arrogance was gone; they'd become much more timid.
They realized they faced an unbeatable opponent and could only watch Z Broly cautiously.
Frieza shrugged, "Hm, what a savage brat."
At that moment, Dr. Lychee's voice sounded again.
"Don't be afraid! Attack them all!"
The old voice sounded increasingly weak; Dr. Lychee no longer had the confidence he once did.
After all, these undead Coolers were not the real Cooler and did not possess Cooler's courage, otherwise, they wouldn't have been made into undead warriors, blindly obeying Dr. Lychee.
The undead Coolers began to fall back.
"Don't let them run! For the Zifuer people! You must fight!"
Dr. Lychee let out a furious roar, and in the next second, the black miasma filling the sky began to gather once more.
(End Of This Chapter)
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