"Transfer procedures?"
Ronan's grip on the Universal Weapon tightened abruptly.
He looked at the Necro-soldiers kneeling uniformly around him, and at the wretched state of their knees embedded into the alloy floor.
An emotion called fear climbed up his spine like a poisonous snake.
"Who exactly are you?!"
Ronan squeezed these words through his teeth. On his face painted with black oil, the expression was hideous and twisted.
"Since you have the Space Stone, you should be a powerhouse of this universe."
"But why humiliate the great Kree Accuser like this?!"
"What do you want?!"
Facing Ronan's fierce-looking but weak-inside questioning.
Frieza merely yawned out of boredom, and even extended his pinky finger to dig his ear.
"Oh my, my..."
"Do you natives from the boondocks always ask such boring questions every time we meet?"
Frieza shook his head somewhat helplessly.
"Since you asked sincerely..."
"Then this Emperor will be merciful and tell you again."
Frieza tilted his head slightly upwards, his scarlet eyes flickering with insufferable arrogance.
"I am the future master of this universe."
"You can call me the Galactic Emperor, or address me respectfully as—King Frieza."
"Frieza... King?"
Ronan was stunned.
He frantically searched the Kree Empire's database in his mind, even flipping through ancient legends.
There was absolutely no such person!
"Nonsense!"
Ronan laughed in extreme anger, his war hammer pointing fiercely at Frieza.
"What bullshit Galactic Emperor!"
"Under this starry sky, besides the great Kree Empire, no one dares to claim the title of Emperor!"
"Even that Mad Titan Thanos wouldn't dare be so arrogant!"
"Oh?"
Mentioning Thanos, a playful smile curled Frieza's lips.
"Thanos, huh..."
"That kid is very obedient right now."
Frieza spread his hands and said earnestly:
"He is now the 'Director of the Universal Demolition Office' under this Emperor."
"He is conscientiously building spaceships for me on Planet 002 right now."
"As a subordinate, of course he wouldn't dare call himself a Galactic Emperor."
"What?!"
Thanos?
That terrifying overlord who forced even him to temporarily submit and search for Infinity Stones?
Became this pretty boy's subordinate? And a Demolition Office Director?
"Absurd! Simply absurd!"
Ronan was completely enraged.
He felt his intelligence was being insulted.
"You are playing me!"
"How could Lord Thanos submit to a nobody like you!"
"You are completely seeking death!"
Ronan disregarded the eerie force field suppression.
He raised the Universal Weapon in his hand violently, purple energy gathering madly at the hammerhead.
Although those soldiers knelt, he, Ronan, was the Accuser of the Kree Empire!
He possessed the Universal Weapon capable of even altering molecular structures!
He didn't believe this guy who only knew how to posture could stop it!
"Die for me!!"
BOOM!
Ronan leaped down from the high platform, the war hammer in his hand carrying the momentum to destroy everything, smashing ruthlessly towards the top of Frieza's head!
Purple energy ripples oscillated the air, emitting ear-piercing shrieks.
However.
Facing this thunderous strike.
The smile on Frieza's face not only didn't disappear but became even brighter.
It was the smile of a hunter watching prey run into the muzzle of a gun.
"Truly regrettable, Mr. Ronan."
Frieza stood still, not moving a muscle.
He simply raised his right hand slowly, index finger extended.
"Originally, I quite liked collecting talent."
"I was quite satisfied with your ship and your fleet."
"But..."
Frieza's eyes instantly turned bone-chillingly cold.
"A guy like you, who thinks of betrayal as soon as he gets a little power, born with a traitor's bone."
"Keeping you in the company would be an unstable hidden danger."
"In that case..."
Pew—!
At his fingertip, a point of purple light blossomed instantly.
"Then please, go die."
Splat!
That purple beam was like a hot knife through butter.
Without obstruction, it penetrated the energy field of Ronan's proud war hammer.
Immediately after.
Before the Universal Weapon could touch a hair on Frieza's head.
The beam pierced directly through Ronan's chest!
And expanded and exploded in an instant!
BOOM————!!!
Ronan, still in mid-air, didn't even have time to let out a scream.
His entire person exploded instantly into a cloud of blood mist under that terrifying energy impact!
Along with the Universal Weapon in his hand, which was blown into sky-filling fragments, falling to the floor with clatter sounds.
This Accuser, who once terrified countless planets, was swatted to death in his own flagship just like that.
Those Necro-soldiers kneeling on the ground trembled all over, not daring to lift their heads.
Too terrifying!
What kind of monster was this?!
"Phew..."
Frieza blew gently on his finger, waving his hand with a look of disgust, dispersing the bloody smell filling the air.
"Really, got the floor all dirty."
"This is my new asset."
Frieza stepped over the pool of blood on the ground and walked straight up to the high platform that originally belonged to Ronan.
He turned around and plopped down on the commander's seat.
Although a bit hard, not quite fitting his Galactic Emperor's buttocks.
But that feeling of looking down from above was still nice.
Frieza crossed his legs, his scarlet eyes scanning the shivering Kree soldiers below.
"Hey, you over there."
Frieza pointed casually at a soldier who looked to have a slightly higher rank.
"Want to live?"
That soldier shuddered, kowtowing loudly.
"Yes! Yes! Mercy, my Lord! We just want to live!"
Other soldiers also echoed one after another, afraid that being a second late would mean being named by this god of death.
"Very good."
Frieza nodded with satisfaction, a kind smile appearing on his face.
"This Emperor loves people who understand the times the most."
"Since you want to live, that's easy."
"Congratulations, this bankrupt company you were in has been wholly acquired by the great Frieza Group."
"From now on, you are glorious employees of the Frieza Group."
Frieza waved his large hand.
"Now, who can fly this broken ship?"
"Step forward!"
Several operators raised their hands tremblingly.
"Very good."
Frieza snapped his fingers.
"Now, immediately, right away."
"Set the course for me."
"Target—Planet Frieza 002, formerly known as Xandar."
"Drive this Dark Aster, and all those messy frigates outside, over there for me!"
"Do you understand?!"
"YES! MY KING!!!"
All the soldiers roared in unison.