Xandar, Capital of the Nova Empire.
This was the hub of civilization in the galaxy, possessing technology and prosperity far surpassing Earth's.
Massive three-pointed star structures soared into the clouds, and countless sleek small spacecraft formed an orderly traffic network in the sky.
In the plaza, fountains shifted shape with the rhythm of gravitational waves.
Species from every corner of the galaxy chatted and laughed here, enjoying the warm, gentle sunshine of the star.
The air was filled with a scent called peace and order.
Until—
HUM—!!!
A piercing roar of tearing space exploded abruptly in the plaza in front of the capital's administrative building.
The calm space shattered like a mirror.
A massive portal emitting a faint blue light opened out of thin air without warning.
This sudden change instantly attracted the attention of all the surrounding alien residents.
"What is that? Space jump technology?"
"No ship? Direct biological teleportation?"
Under everyone's stunned gaze.
A polished white leather shoe stepped elegantly out of the portal.
It landed on the Xandarian tiles, which were clean to an almost excessive degree.
Then, Frieza's slender figure emerged.
With his hands in the pockets of his white suit, his blonde hair fluttered gently in the breeze.
His scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, surveying this strange world with a critical scrutiny.
Behind him.
Apocalypse, Loki, Magneto, and the others, dressed in white-and-purple skintight combat suits, filed out one by one.
Finally, Hill, Natasha, and the other beauties in maid and secretary outfits followed.
The style of this group was completely out of place with the minimalist sci-fi attire of the surrounding Xandarians.
It was like a troupe of circus performers suddenly barging into a solemn council chamber.
"Are those... Terrans?"
In the crowd, a pink-skinned alien muttered uncertainly.
"That backward remote planet? How could they master this level of spatial technology?"
Although surprised, there was no panic.
In the eyes of the citizens of the Nova Empire, protected by the powerful Nova Corps, no trouble was unsolvable.
Most just stopped and pointed at Frieza and his group, looking at them like rare animals or country bumpkins visiting the city.
A few bold aliens even raised their holographic devices to take pictures.
That look...
Standing in the center of the plaza, Frieza frowned slightly.
No screaming.
No fleeing.
And certainly not his favorite thing—fear stemming from the depths of the soul.
This feeling of being watched like a monkey made the Galactic Emperor, who had just conquered Earth, feel an inexplicable irritation.
"Tsk."
Frieza waved his hand in front of his nose in disgust.
"Although the air here is fresher than Earth's, this stench of complacency is truly nauseating."
He turned his head to look at the group of subordinates in skintight suits behind him.
"Apocalypse."
"I am here!"
The blue-skinned Apocalypse immediately stepped forward, his muscles looking particularly ferocious under the tight suit.
Frieza pointed at the alien civilians pointing fingers around them.
"I don't like the look in these guys' eyes."
"For the arrival of a Galactic Emperor, shouldn't there be a grand kneeling ceremony?"
Hearing this, a flash of tyrannical light appeared in Apocalypse's eyes.
suppressed like a dog by the King on Earth, but in front of these aliens, he was still the arrogant god!
"Understood! I will teach them what manners are right now!"
However.
Before Apocalypse could use any means to make these aliens kneel.
WOO— WOO— WOO—!
A rapid, piercing alarm suddenly resonated through the entire plaza.
In the sky, a dozen uniquely shaped octagonal starfighters—Nova Starblasters—roared in, hovering above everyone's heads.
On the ground, several hovering police cars quickly surrounded them.
A squad of Nova Corps soldiers in blue and gold uniforms and Nova helmets, holding energy rifles, quickly formed an encirclement, their dark muzzles pointing straight at the heads of Frieza and his group.
"Illegal intruders! Halt all actions immediately!"
A Nova Centurion leading them, wearing a gold three-pointed star badge on his chest, walked up with a serious face.
He looked at Frieza like he was looking at an illegal refugee.
"I am Centurion Rhomann Dey of the Nova Corps."
"You have torn open space and entered the Nova Empire capital without permission. This is a serious violation of Article 73 of the 'Interstellar Immigration Management Act'!"
Rhomann Dey took out a scanner and waved it at Frieza.
"Now, hands on your head and squat down! Disarm immediately! Show your planetary ID and entry permit!"
"Otherwise, we will take forceful measures!"
As his voice fell, dozens of energy rifles around them charged up simultaneously, emitting a threatening hum.
The atmosphere instantly tightened to the breaking point.
Loki shrank his neck, subconsciously glancing at his King.
And Frieza...
He smiled.
First, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, then his shoulders began to shake, and finally, he couldn't help but cover his forehead.
"Ohohoho..."
"HAHAHAHAHA!"
The laughter sounded particularly jarring within the encirclement, full of absurdity and mockery.
"What are you laughing at?!" Rhomann Dey frowned, his finger tightening on the trigger.
Frieza slowly stopped laughing and lowered his hand.
Those scarlet eyes stared coldly at the Nova Centurion from a dozen meters away.
"Entry permit?"
Frieza looked as if he had heard the funniest joke in the universe.
He straightened his tie and took an elegant step forward.
"This Emperor never needs that kind of scrap paper to go anywhere."
"Because wherever I go..."
Frieza slowly raised his right hand, a purple point of light instantly condensing at the tip of his index finger.
"Is my territory!"
"As for proof?"
"This is my proof."
PEW—!
Without any warning.
A purple death beam shot instantly from Frieza's fingertip!
SPLAT!
Rhomann Dey didn't even have time to make a terrified expression.
A charred, bloody hole appeared in the center of his forehead.
His body fell straight backward.
"AAAAHHH—!!!"
Only then did the alien civilians watching the show react, letting out ear-piercing screams.
Fear had finally arrived.
[Ding! Detected death of Nova Corps member, causing local panic! Fear Points +500!]
Listening to the system notification, the smile on Frieza's face grew even brighter.
Looking at the panicked soldiers around him, he spread his hands elegantly.
"Now then, I suppose I should give this civilization a little housewarming gift."