Alrighty then, Chapter 25 is up! The 2nd part of the climactic battle between Saitama and Frieza has finally arrived! Enough lollygag! Let's get it on!
"Let the real fight begin."
Frieza was the first to initiate the 2nd round. The Space Emperor launched a flurry of punches, but Saitama nonchalantly avoided all of his strikes. Frieza then swept Saitama's feet from under him, but Saitama jumped up. Frieza followed suit and released several more kicks and punches; the S-class hero continued to evade his strikes, occasionally blocking Frieza's kicks with his own legs or with his shoulders. Frieza then continued to attack, this time, with his tail, whipping it in the air and creating mild shockwaves in the process. To his endless frustration, Saitama's speed outpaced Frieza's attacks.
Frieza launched Saitama back with a ball of purple energy. A rapid barrage of purple energy blasts followed suit, and in mere seconds, the sky was illuminated with purple light. Saitama was floating in the air, taking the full force of the multitudinous energy waves like they were nothing. Frieza appeared mere inches in front of him, and struck him hard across the face with a right hook. Frieza continued with these hook fists, relentlessly pummeling Saitama's face like it was a punching bag, using his rage as fuel for his punches. "That's gonna leave a mark," said Frieza.
"Yea, on your fists." Saitama head-butted Frieza in the forehead, eliciting a large shout of pain. He then performed a side kick in Frieza's abdomen, sending him dashing through the air, and as a follow-up strike, Saitama kicked Frieza in the small of his back with his heel. Frieza crashed into the ground, but he immediately flew back up, with a purple aura flaring up around him, and struck Saitama with an orb of energy. But this time, Saitama grabbed the orb in Frieza's hand and crushed it in the palm of his hand. "Not this time." The two then proceeded to punch and kick each other, all-the-while descending down from the sky.
Frieza took defensive counter-maneuvers and blocked Saitama's kicks with his elbows and fists. Frieza groaned in frustration, and thrusted Saitama back several dozen meters with an invisible Kiai. Frieza then placed his middle finger and index finger together and gathered a surge of energy into his fingertips. A bright purple ball of energy the size of an apple appeared at his fingertips.
"Death Wave!"
Frieza swung the energy sphere around, creating a large Death Beam in the form of a giant, razor-sharp energy blade heading straight for Saitama.
Alas, the bald hero would not be deterred. While still hovering in the sky, Saitama waited for the for the Death Wave, and did perhaps the most bizarre thing possible: he bit it.
"What... the... fuck..." Those were the only words that came out of Frieza's mouth as he watched the utterly outlandish defense Saitama was using against his death wave. His Death Wave, a technique that could perhaps slice an entire moon in half, was being stopped by teeth? "How idiotic..." Saitama clamped his teeth as hard as he could onto this Death Wave; there were purple sparks flying from Saitama's mouth, and for a moment, the hero struggled against the energy wave, being pushed back into the ground. The inside of his mouth was actually starting to heat up as the friction and kinetic energy intensified and made his mouth into a sauna . "Maybe this wasn't the best idea," thought Saitama. As the seconds passed, the intensity of the Death Wave increased, becoming more unstable and expelling more bolts of energy and electricity. At the current rate, the Death Wave would slice the top of the hero's head off.
Although the only thing the Death Wave would slice that day was its dreams of killing Saitama. "This..." Saitama spoke with muzzled speech, "IS... NOTHING!" Saitama grabbed the Death Wave with both of his hands and dug his heels into the ground. With a burst of strength, Saitama split the energy razor into three pieces. He tossed two of the pieces, where they then exploded, and the third piece, he spit out of his mouth, burning the grass below him into charred ashes. "Ahhhhhh!" Saitama rubbed his front teeth with his hand, trying to see if there were any stains or anything of that nature. Thank god, there weren't, but goddamn, that attack had packed more punch than he expected.
"Bite me, dickless!" shouted Saitama.
"Sorry, I don't take small bites," replied Frieza. "So did you enjoy your little chowdown? I thought you said you weren't going to use your hands."
"Yea, well now that I felt your power, I figure I'll need to use my hands to beat you. To tell you the truth, it's actually got me pretty pumped.
"I'm sure it does. But it's too bad I didn't take a little off the top there just now. Oh wait! There's nothing to take off!"
Saitama's face scrunched in anger, but he calmed himself down and evilly smirked. "Oh, I'm going to enjoy this..." Saitama kicked the ground, causing several boulders to fly a few feet into the sky. Saitama kicked the boulders one by one at blinding speeds, creating shockwaves in the process. Frieza smoothly dodged all of the boulders, and for the last boulder, he captured it with his hand, making sure to move his hand back to decrease the acceleration and minimize damage to his hand. "Right back at you." The Space Emperor tossed the large boulder back at Saitama, and the bald hero broke the boulder with his fist into millions of shards that shot out in all directions. Frieza flew down to Saitama, striking him with another series of close-range punches. The two warriors constantly disappeared and reappeared from visible sight, leveling the ground below them, tearing up grass, releasing tremors into the ground.
Frieza put his elbows crossed together, and struck Saitama in the chest, sending the two of them diving into the water. A huge wave of water splashed up dozens of meters into the sky, creating waves that were several feet in height. The two were diving deeper and deeper into the lake, with Frieza striking a repeated, anger-driven flurry of punches at Saitama's chest. Once Frieza landed his last punch, his eyes began to glow a bright purple, and his eye beams struck Saitama, sending him all the way down to the bottom depths of the profoundly deep lake. Saitama composedly shook off the damage and got himself back on his feet. He took note of the depths he had travelled down, opaque darkness surrounding him on all sides. His superhuman senses allowed him to more accurately observe in darker surroundings, although it was still nonetheless difficult. Saitama noticed a form coming into view; Frieza was calmly floating down to the bottom, with his arms crossed and a smirk splitting his face. From the palm of his hand, a very bright white ball of energy grew to about the size of a boulder, allowing for the fighters to properly see in this black setting. Small fish and other organisms scurried away at the sight of this sudden flash of light. The two warriors remained motionless, staring at each other in a silent pause. What the two fighters didn't know was that at the moment, they were swimming in Lake Abyssus, the deepest freshwater source on the planet. Both were currently about 10,000 feet underwater; at that level, any human would have already been crushed by the colossal water pressure from the immense weight of the water piled above them, but for warriors of such caliber as these, the most this would give them was a little crick in their backs.
The silence continued on for about half a minute. It was as if this was a competition, seeing which one would break and reach the surface for air.
"Damn, he's not giving in," thought Saitama.
"Impressive resistance. My race possesses the ability to survive in the vacuum of space, and this is not much different." Frieza's smile widened. "But let's see how long he can keep this up."
The seconds passed. Both had reached the minute mark. How long was this going to on? Then it came. Saitama began to impatiently tap his finger on his shoulder. Next, his left foot began tapping on the ground. Saitama's neutral expression was slowly beginning to fade, and his face began to turn a bright hue of red. Frieza let out an imperceptible laugh. He was running on fumes! Saitama pretended to act as if nothing was happening, and stared at Frieza with a confident stare. There was no way he was letting this smug bastard get the better of him. This prideful montra was quickly beginning to wane, being replaced by the feeling of having the air sucked out of his lungs like a vacuum cleaner.
"Damn it!" No longer being able to take the lack of air, Saitama bent his knees down, and performed his Serious Jump. Saitama's form was but a momentary blur as he dashed up through the water. The ground beneath Frieza's feet quaked, causing him to lose his balance.
10,000 feet above Frieza, the bald hero was desperately gasping for air, taking deep breathes and coughing up water he choked on. Once Saitama's breathing leveled out, he realized how high he had jumped, even though he was under thousands of feet of water. Saitama began his descent, but when he was merely a few feet from crashing into the water, the lake suddenly split into two. At first, Saitama didn't understand what was happening, but then he realized it must have been Frieza using his psychic powers again. When Saitama looked down, all he could see was the same giant ball of energy Frieza conjured up before. Frieza wasn't anywhere in sight; where did he go?
"Right here, ass-face!"
"Huh?"
Turned out Frieza was right above him; he felt his elbow slam his back, increasing the velocity of their descent several-fold. It took about 8 seconds for them to reach the bottom of ground; as a follow-up, he grabbed Saitama's cape and began swinging him at amazing speeds. This feeling reminded Saitama of his Serious Spin he used against Nappa, although Frieza's spinning wasn't quite as fast. Good times, good times. Once he felt he had gained enough speed, Frieza sent him soaring back up to the sky. For the final touch, Frieza sped up behind him and fired a red energy blast. The force of the blast was intense; the blast spanned several feet in width and enveloped several hundred meters of land below them. Scorching everything in its path, the energy wave sent Saitama barreling toward the ground. The emperor's confidence rose after his combo attack; Frieza flew down to the ground until he was a few feet away from Saitama's motionless body. It took a few seconds for the bald hero to change his position, but when he did move, it was very brisk and fluid, showing the relatively little damage he received. The repeated sense of frustration rose up in Frieza, but he chose not to hold onto it or fester inside and just let it go.
"Not a bad move, man," said Saitama, stretching his arms into the air and rotating his back as if he had just finished an exercise. "You really area tough one, aren't you?
"Naturally."
"Oh, I forgot..." Saitama lunged at Frieza and, holding back a significant portion of his power, punched the slimy lizard in the stomach. "Don't call me ass-face."
A sonic boom was created from the force of the punch, and Frieza's form instantly became an indistinguishable blur flying through the sky. Saitama jumped forward and followed up his attack.
"Consecutive Normal Punches." Saitama launched a series of quick right-handed punches, to which Frieza blocked or dodged, still being rather careful with his movements. As the two of them exchanged blows, they found themselves entering the nearby forest for their next battleground.
Saitama and Frieza were either running or flying across the tops of the trees. Saitama was using the branches to propel himself through the air, whilst Frieza was merely soaring through the air. The two fighters proceeded to strike each other with long-distance attacks; Saitama used the force of his punches as his own personal energy attacks, and Frieza fired a rapid barrage of Death Beams. Trees were mowed down, the colliding strikes acting as razor sharp axes chopping everything around them. Saitama stopped himself on one of the trees, and ripped a nearby tree right out of the ground. He swung it around and slammed Frieza with it; the tiny lizard caught it with one hand, and with his other free hand, ripped an adjacent tree just as Saitama had, and with the trunk of the tree, jabbed Saitama in the chest. Frieza split the tree in half with a sharp ki slice, and for the final touch, launched a Death Cannon.
Saitama actually felt a little fuse blow off in his head. "Alright, you asked for this!" shouted Saitama. The bald hero balanced himself on one of the thicker branches of the trees, and bent his knees. Frieza didn't like this. "What's he doing..."
Saitama took a deep breath in, and out.
"Killer Move Serious Series: Serious Chops."
Frieza's eyes bulged out of his eyes; if it weren't for his advanced speed and reflexes, he wouldn't have had enough time both add a barrier of psychic energy around himself and cross his arms in front of him to defend himself. Hundreds of trees were uprooted from their spots; small animals such as squirrels, birds, frogs, and other creatures were sent flying into the sky, crushed by the trees and other large debris. Frieza powered up and allowed his energy to burst in a large purple vortex, resisting the monumental current flowing against him. Then, at the tip of Frieza's fingertips, two more small orbs of energy were being formed.
"Death Razors!" Frieza released his Death Waves together to form a very large X-shaped energy attack. The purple Death Razors instantly clashed against Saitama's Serious Chops. Intense sparks were flying at the center, lighting some of the trees on fire. In a spontaneous burst, the energy from these two moves exploded, producing a bright flash of light that blinded both fighters. When visibility was regained, the two warriors saw that yet again, the landscape was leveled. Hundreds, no, thousands, of trees were vaporized, with the grass charred beyond recognition, creating another vast wasteland. Neither warrior made a move. Both were quietly looking at one another, their faces showing no signs of expression whatsoever. Just... blank staring.
Then, the first movement; the bald hero lifted his right foot, and started a regular pace toward his opponent. Once Frieza noticed his opponent moving, the emperor followed by example, and serenely walked to meet up with Saitama. When they ceased their walking, they were but a few feet apart from each other. Still, neither of them said a word; both were digesting the events of the battle, pondering their opponents thoughts, and curious about what direction the battle would take from his point on.
"Congrats," said Saitama, effectively breaking the silence that had built up, "You're officially the first guy I've faced who's ever survived one of my Serious Series attacks."
"Likewise," replied Frieza, "Nobody has ever pushed me to this extremity before. Not even my parents have fought me at such a high degree.
"It really would be such a waste to kill you, so I'll give you a rare second chance: join me, and I'll make you Supreme Commander of the Frieza Force. You'll get to hand-pick one of the 400 planets I currently own. Either way, you'll still be on my property. So what do you say?"
Saitama wagged his finger and made condescending clicking noises with his tongue. "Sorry, no sale Charlie. Well, since I'm on your land, might as well get into character." Saitama put his hands on his knees, and bent down until his head was at Frieza's waist. He then held his middle finger out to Frieza. "Squatter Lives Matter."
Frieza let out an amused chuckle. "Well, don't say I didn't warn you. Sadly, only one outcome remains for you then: your death."
"Oh really? How do you figure?"
"Don't think your little tricks can fool me. You'd like me to believe you're lashing out at me full-steam, but you and I both know we haven't seen the limits of your strength just yet."
"GASP!" Saitama rose up off the ground and clapped his hands against his cheeks, looking like Kevin Mccalister in the classic Home Alone movie. "Who would have thought?! We literally just went over this like 10 minutes ago! God, with you, it just goes in one ear or out the other, or whatever you call those holes in your head."
"Oh, I didn't forget. I just know that it's a bluff. I can't imagine your power level to beyond 100 million, and I still have ample energy to spare."
"Oh-hoh-hoh! Are you calling me out?"
Frieza crossed his arms. "Prove me wrong."
"Prove you wrong?! I thought you'd never ask." Saitama turned away from Frieza and took a few paces backwards, pausing after the 10th step and briskly twirled around 180 degrees. "You know, I've seen some pretty cocky monsters, but your arrogance takes the cake. I'm gonna enjoy beating that smug grin off your face."
"Well..." Frieza arched his back forward ever-so-slightly, extended his hands out downward, and nominally bowed his head down. "I'll enjoy seeing you try."
"Alright," Saitama cracked his knuckles to sound more badass, "But don't say I didn't warn you." Neither one made a move. The cold wind whipped across their faces.
The other heroes had travelled a considerable distance from their original spots to get a better view of the battlefield. At that moment, all of the spectators were perched on a high ledge that was about 1000 to 1500 meters away from Saitama and Frieza's positions; due to the injuries they had sustained, it took them considerably longer than expected, so they didn't get a chance to see any of the battle that caused all of the destruction, but it was quite obvious that they were responsible for all of the damage that had been done to this land. They were astonished with the level of devastation present before them; they were quite powerful indeed.
"What are they doing just standing there?" said Sweet Mask, "Neither one of them is making a move."
"They're both waiting for the right moment to make their next move." Everyone head's turned to the speaker: Garou. Garou clenched his heart, and noticed goosebumps all over his skin. His body was sending out a huge red flag, even from such a far distance, that it was almost hard to believe it was even real. "Even from here, the pressure of their combined power is almost more than I can bear."
"That's no lie..." said Atomic Samurai.
Several hundred meters away, the Saiyan General was quietly observing the battle as well, in awe of the power both warriors had displayed thus far. Even with his new power, Nappa couldn't register a hint of their movements. Saitama hadn't fought Nappa anywhere near the level of power he was showing at the moment.
"Saitama, you're just full of surprises..."
For several seconds, the battlefield was silent. The atmosphere of apprehension and power enveloped around both combatants, and both were quietly waiting to see who would act first and heighten the tension of this setting.
It was Saitama who finally made the move; his eyes widened ever so slightly, his body leaning forward just a few centimeters. Frieza let out a gasp of shock; with blitzing speed, Saitama nailed Frieza in the chest with his elbow. The space emperor was sent back several meters, the force of the blow temporarily knocking his senses out of whack, which made him unprepared for the uppercut to his jaw. Frieza hurtled up into the sky, plopping back down to the Earth with a hard thud. Once his senses came back to him, he felt a huge sense of pain surging throughout his entire body. For a moment, he lost his balance, and fell back to the ground. He struggled to regain his footing; drool began to dribble out of his mouth, and he could feel a liquid running down his nose. It didn't take a genius to figure out that it was his blood. But how?!
"Two blows! There's no way I should have taken this much damage! It's impossible!" Once again, the blurriness began to cloud his eyes, but this time, Frieza was beginning to lose feeling in his arms as well. He could see the blood from his nose drip down on the ground, and the blood from his other wounds were also dripping as well. In fact, it was taking all his focus not to fall onto the ground and clutch his chest, but he had to maintain the illusion that the damage wasn't so horribly severe.
God was growing more and more concerned. "Frieza! You must not be defeated by this worm! Stand up and fight! Do not allow the cold embrace of death to overtake you!" The entire dimension trembled as God's frustration soared. "FIGHT!"
Saitama snidely snickered in response; seeing the way Frieza was freaking out after all of the big shit he was talking was actually pretty fulfilling. Frieza took note of the amusement Saitama had with this, and he felt a nerve strike inside him, so Frieza lunged at Saitama. His purple aura was burning even brighter, being fueled by his unmitigated wrath, to which Saitama blocked with his own arms. The force built up from the blows was so powerful, it created sharp bursts of air all around them and managed to crack the ground below them. Frieza swung his body around and struck Saitama with a series of tail attacks. Alas, Saitama grabbed the space emperor's tail and slammed him into the ground. He lifted Frieza up and did the same maneuver about 5 times until Frieza broke free of his grip and fired a Death Cannon. Saitama caught the Death Cannon with his hand, and crushed it into nothingness. Frieza lifted his hand palm-up, and on the ground, several stones were carved out of the ground. He then formed his hand into a fist, causing the multiple stone bricks to be cut away until they were large daggers. Finally, he thrust his hand forward, sending all of the sharp daggers flying toward Saitama. The bald hero kicked the ground, creating a giant wall of stone that blocked all of the daggers. Then, Saitama performed a side-kick, sending the giant stone wall flying at tremendous speeds. Frieza was unprepared for a counterattack as such, so he was forced to take the full brunt of the stone wall. After a few seconds of flying through the air, Frieza's back collided against a rock canyon. The impact destroyed the small rock canyon and buried the space emperor under a pile of rubble.
In seconds, the entire pile of rubble was vaporized by a bright purple release of energy. Saitama sprinted up and lobbed Frieza in the gut before the space emperor had the chance to attack again. The Emperor of the Universe was being absolutely pummeled; no matter what he did, Saitama was able to counter or dodge it as if it were child's play. Frieza was floating in the air, furiously trying to search for Saitama's position, when Saitama kicked him in the back. Frieza rotated to strike back at Saitama, but Saitama struck him with a volley of short jabs. His punches were so fast, the only thing he could see was a giant mass of red covering Saitama's upper body. Frieza was sent crashing into the ground, but using his telekinesis, he stopped himself just before he reached the ground. Frieza soard up into the air, and fired a Death Beam. Frieza's eyes widened at what he saw: Saitama dodged it at such amazing speed, Frieza could barely even tell he moved at all. To the regular eye, it would have appeared as if the energy beam had gone straight through Saitama's body.
"That's not possible!" shouted Frieza, "No one can move that quickly!"
"Dude, you have no idea what's possible." The way Saitama spoke wasn't so much condescending, but rather, it was a more knowledgable tone of voice. The way he spoke sounded as if he was a teacher and Frieza was the student. Frieza picked up on this, eliciting a grunt of anger from the lizard. "Silence! Don't speak to me like I am a fool! I am the ruler of the universe! It is the fate given to me by destiny! My power, my wealth, my social status, they are all part of my grandeur! I control everything and anyone who crosses my path! The likes of you are only meant to grovel at my feet like the worm you are!"
Saitama's smirk faded, and his expression was now very serious. "You're living under a delusion."
Frieza snarled. "What are you talking about?"
"You're so convinced of your "grandeur", so convinced that the power you have is enough to beat anyone who stands in your wary, that you don't even bother to train, to better your abilities. Let me ask you something: have you ever trained a day in your life?"
"I trained with my father as a child, but other than that, no; such a thing is beneath me."
"Beneath you?" Saitama let out a laugh of derisiveness. "If that's what you think, then you're a bigger idiot than I thought. You think I was born with this power?" Saitama extended his hands and pointed his fingers to himself. "Of course not! Neither are any of the heroes that you fought! Do you wanna know how I got this strong?"
"Fine, humor me."
"I trained like absolute hell for the last three years. Every single day, I would push my body beyond its limits. I'd keep on fighting, no matter how painful, how torturous, how unbearable it got. Even when I was coughing up blood, when I thought my whole body was on fire, that I'd just collapse dead on the ground from exhaustion, I always kept going. And do you know why I put myself through that living hell?" Frieza passively shrugged his shoulders.
Saitama's lips curled into a sly smile. "So I could take care of self-righteous pricks like you."
A chorus of chuckles emanated from Frieza. "Take care of me, you say?" The corners of the lizard's mouth pointed downward, and his entire body began to tremble with rage.
'I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY!" Frieza sprung for his opponent, refusing to let this infuriating man get the better of him. Alas, it was still not enough to deter Saitama; the hero smoothly dodged Frieza's attack, and managed to grab his wrist. Using his momentum, Saitama threw Frieza into the ground yet again, and kicked him in the jaw. Suddenly, Frieza felt five fingers firmly clasp his head. "This isn't good."
"Nope." Saitama slammed Frieza head-first into the ground. He then dragged Frieza across the ground like a plow would dig across soil. The space emperor attempted to release himself from Saitama's grip, but Saitama's grip was like katchin. The pain was unbearable; it felt like nails were being hammered into his face. It wasn't the rocks that were the problem, but the speed with which Saitama was dragging him and the grip he had made this unbearable. He continued yanking him on the ground until they made it to a canyon about 30 meters tall. Saitama pulled Frieza all the way up to the top of the canyon until there was a straight line sawing the canyon in half.
"I think that's enough of that." Having had enough fun with the lizard, Saitama released Frieza from his grip and sent him flying several meters into the air. Saitama threw a powerful punch in the air; the force of the punch created powerful gusts of wind that blew Freiza even further up into the air.
Saitama noticed Frieza's motionless body hovering in the air. "I might have pushed it a little too far there," said Frieza. Indeed, that seemed to be the case, as he began a downward descent without even bothering to stop himself. He couldn't; the force of Saitama's little fun drag had been a bit too much for the tiny lizard. With a loud thud, the emperor of the universe plummeted to the Earth, spewing up dust and cracking the rock below him.
"You alright?" Frieza's didn't move a muscle. Saitama jumped up several dozen meters into the air and landed about 10 feet away from Frieza. "Yoo-hoo." Saitama snapped his fingers to get Frieza's attention. "You still with me? Or are you already dead, and all I'm doing is just talking to my myself?" Once Saitama finished speaking, a finger twitched. Frieza's legs soon followed suit, and he gradually began to push himself back on his feet.
"Enough..." Frieza's gaze was facing the ground, but Saitama didn't have to look into his eyes to know he was beyond furious. Suddenly, a tremor began to shake the earth. The tremor soon began to increase in power, threatening to knock Saitama and even the spectating heroes off balance. Then, surrounding debris began to levitate off of the ground several meters into the air.
"I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS MOCKERY!" His aura burst around him in a bright purple burst. Frieza soared up several hundred meters into the sky, then, he held his index finger out. Zarbon and Captain Ginyu let out a gasp of terror; they were all-too-familiar with what was to come.
Both were in utter shock. "Is he really..."
"Yes, he is!" shouted Captain Ginyu. "His most powerful attack! The Supernova!"
Frieza's malicious laughter rang out through the air. Saitama shifted in tension; what was Frieza up to?
At the tip of Frieza's finger, a small bright orb of energy came to life. The orb expanded exponentially by the second, until the small sphere became a colossal orb of energy that one could mistaken for a miniature sun. The heroes bucked in terror.
"What is that thing?!"
"It looks like a sun!"
"How powerful can this demon be?!"
Frieza smiled maniacally, brimming with delight. "You're powerful, but let's see how you handle this power capable of obliterating an entire planet! Dodge it, and you'll die along with your precious planet!"
"No!" The heroes were petrified; how could any human hope of standing up to an attack like that? It was impossible!
"NO! LORD FRIEZA, WE'LL ALL BE KILLED!" screamed Zarbon.
But the Emperor of the Universe would not be deterred, not in the slightest. "DISAPPEAR!" Frieza threw his finger across the air, and sent the Supernova hurtling towards the planet. The fiery orb of death sizzled with heat; as it arrived closer to the ground, the terrain began to melt, even before it touched the earth, only further demonstrating the grandiose might of Frieza's most powerful attack. Saitama's eyes were covered in darkness, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists, but his face remained neutral and composed.
"Well, I did this once, I'll do it again.
"Killer Move, Serious Series: Serious Punch." The bald hero unleashed one of his more devastating strikes, punching the Supernova with his raw power. The contact created a giant sonic boom that shook the Earth around them, toppled over remaining trees, and created tidal waves about 10 meters in height. The power from Saitama's punch managed to dissipate the Supernova, rupturing it into millions of tiny little wisps of light that flickered like fireflies. Lord Frieza felt his jaw drop to the ground, his mouth spewing out incoherent stutters as his only response to what he just witnessed.
Zarbon and the Ginyu's yelped in horror.
"Lord Frieza!" shouted Zarbon, "This can't possibly be!"
"How can an Earthling possess the power to match Frieza's ultimate form?" said Captain Ginyu in utter terror.
"It's unreal!"
"Recoome needs to take a breather! Cuz Recoome's panicking!"
The other spectators, however, were passionately cheering, amazed and baffled by the edge Saitama had over Frieza. The prophesied god-level threat that would bring humanity to its death was being single-handedly taken care of by the "hero swindler". And he didn't even seem like he was putting all of his effort! It was unbelievable!
"His strength is other-worldly," said Bomb.
"What kind of iron did he pump to get those muscles?" said Superalloy Darkshine.
"Saitama's victory is secured," stated Atomic Samurai.
"Of course it is." The teenage cyborg became the center of attention, and all of the fighters turned their attention toward him. "I was a fool to doubt my master's abilities. His strength is beyond what anyone can ever hope to achieve. He is the sole protector of humanity, and I am proud to be his disciple."
Up in the sky, Frieza was at a loss for words; his eyebrows were scrunched in fear and disbelief, his shoulders were slumped down, and he felt the feeling in his fingers and toes disappear. "Wha-Wha-whhaaa..."
"It's done!" Frieza's shocked face turned into frustration when he heard Saitama yelling. The Emperor bared his teeth and grunted angrily. "What are you talking about, you simpleton?!"
"If that was the best you can do, then it's already over. Truth be told, I've barely been fighting you half-seriously; you definitely put up a good fight, and you're one of the only guys I've ever had to actually put some minor effort against, but it's done. Judging by the look on your face, I'd say I'm right."
Up in the sky, Zarbon's eyebrows lifted in worry. "God, could he be right? Is this really the end of the road for Lord Frieza!"
"Don't be ridiculous, Zarbon!" retorted Captain Ginyu, "Our master can never be defeated! He is the supreme being of the universe! Nothing can stand against him!" Sadly, Captain Ginyu spoke these words halfheartedly, for never in his life had he seen his master pushed to his limit before; as much as he detested to admit this, he actually didn't know who would win.
The Emperor of the Universe was seething with rage, turmoil, and hatred; although he did his best not to show it, he was on the verge of death. The blows from Saitama's special combo moves had taken their toll, and he barely had the energy to move his limbs. The Emperor felt so close to Death's doors, and Death was waiting for him to ring the doorbell. Veins were popping out of his forehead and his fingers were jabbing so deep into his skin, his palms began to fill with his crimson blood. All-the-while, his mind was racing. "What an utter disgrace! To think that I could be so easily toyed with by a half-breed human from a back-water mudball, and to make it worse, my elite soldiers are viewing me in such a defeated state! This is a nightmare! Yes, that's the only way to explain this! How else could this happen?" This entire conversation was echoing in his head.
"NOOOOO!" Frieza's tail slammed viciously against the ground. "I WILL NOT LET THIS STAND! MY MIGHT IS UNRIVALED ACROSS THE UNIVERSE! YOUR POWER IS BUT A MERE SPECK COMPARED TO MINE!"
Saitama remained calm and composed. "Once again, deluding yourself. You want to conquer and subjugate everyone under you, to make everyone's life a nightmare except for you and anyone under your rule. There's no way I'd ever let somebody like you beat me and take over this planet."
"SILENCE!" Frieza sliced his hand across the air. "HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHO YOU'RE UP AGAINST?! YOU WILL RUE THE DAY YOU CROSSED ME!" A bright white aura with a hint of light blue enveloped Frieza. "YOU BELIEVE THAT THIS IS THE ZENITH OF MY GRANDIOSE STRENGTH?! HOW LUDICROUS! AS A GIFT FOR YOUR IMPUDENT RESISTANCE, I WILL GIVE YOU SOMETHING NO ONE HAS EVER HAD THE PRIVILEGE TO WITNESS! PREPARE TO WITNESS A NIGHTMARE BEYOND THE HORRORS OF HELL! THE EMPEROR OF THE UNIVERSE AT 100% OF HIS IMMEASURABLE, INCOMPREHENSIBLE POWER!"
"YES!" Saitama grinned in delight; this was what he had been waiting for so long! "That's what I like to hear! Take all the time you need! I want to fight you at your very best!"
A small round of chuckles was given as a response. "Excited, are we? Well then, DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU!" The atmosphere grew heavier, and the wind whipped in anticipation for what was to come. Once again, the ground quaked around everyone, except this time, it was ten times more forceful than any other quakes before. The force was so powerful, the vibrations expanded further outward, spanning out from miles on end, managing to even knock people off their feet in A-city and B-city.
All of the spectators looked up in the sky, and realized that a series of dark grey clouds were swirling in the sky, hovering above Frieza. Everyone's hearts constricted and their lines pursed downward at this sight.
"Saitama!" Atomic Samurai cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted out to the bald hero on the battlefield. "This is your chance! You can finish the job before he can achieve maximum power!"
"Nope! Not gonna happen!"
The samurai let out a stutter. Did he just hear him correctly?
"Saitama!" The next to shout out to the hero was Bang. "This monster is unlike anything we've ever faced before! Each of his power-ups has unleashed devastating consequences! We have no idea what's going to happen if he reaches 100%!"
"Master! I regret saying this, but they are correct!" Saitama's disciple shouted out to his master, surprising both Saitama and himself, since he never contradicted his master on absolutely anything. "He is too dangerous! End this while you still have the chance!" Saitama didn't even lift a finger.
The heroes exchanged looks of confusion and incomprehension. What the hell was Saitama doing?
Instantaneously, a bolt of lightning came down from the sky and Frieza; but somehow, instead of damaging Frieza, it actually served to bulk up the muscles in his body. That wasn't a good sign.
"Dude! Don't be a freaking idiot!" It was Metal Bat who spoke up this time. "Are you seriously just gonna sit there and let him buff up like that?!"
"This isn't a smart move!" yelled Garou, "Letting your opponent get the advantage like this can only end badly!"
"Are you mental?!" shouted Tatsumaki, "Look, I get being overconfident now and then, but this is pushing it! This is crazy!"
"ENOUGH!" All of the spectators were shunned silent when they heard this forceful command from Saitama, whose stoic face was replaced with frustration and aggravation. "None of you understand! Ever since I've obtained this power, it's like a black hole has formed inside my heart, sucking out all my emotions and leaving only a hollow shell of my former self! You have no idea how long I've waited for an opportunity like this: for the chance to feel the exhilaration of a real fight! And not you or anybody else is gonna stop me!"
Nobody could give a proper response; they were too shocked and rather perturbed that Saitama would risk this kind of danger merely for his own selfish gains. Even Genos was taken aback by his master's brazen and reckless attitude; it was a side of him he had never seen before.
"Either way, I'm still gonna kick this guy's ass." Saitama's thunderous voice toned down to a regular speaking voice. "There's no way in hell I'd eve lose to a monster; not now, not ever again."
Everyone had no understanding of Saitama's motives and newfound stubbornness to see Frieza at 100%. Well, everyone except the Saiyan General spectating the fight from afar. To Nappa, it made perfect sense; this was the fiery spirit of a warrior showing itself. The intense willpower and hunger for battle had taken over; if Nappa was in Saitama's situation, he'd be doing the exact same thing. And besides, Nappa had no doubt who would be the victor.
"Saitama... Defeat this bastard and avenge all the saiyans slaughtered by his hands." whispered Nappa, "Do it for me. I won't have it any other way."
Lightning stirred in the vortex of clouds. Cobbles were floating several feet in the air, and the sky itself was trembling in the wake of the space emperor's power. Frieza could feel it within him: the final restraints of power were being removed, the colossal energy locked away was now flowing throughout his body, giving him strength he had never once imagined would ever need. Thoughts were running rampant in his brain.
"Bastard. To think he could push me to the brink like this! It's inconceivable! It's unbelievable. No, it's absolutely unacceptable!" The bald hero was standing motionless, his eyes appearing like piercing daggers, yet his lips curved up into a smile. "He's taking joy in this?! I will not allow it!
"My empire has no bounds, and will not be stopped by some bald, daft dotard like this! !" His voice was blasting within his mind, audible to no one but himself, "My name is Lord Frieza! I have attained strength unparalleled throughout the cosmos! I am the Emperor of the Universe, and all who come under my rule will come to accept it and kneel before my will. That is why... That is why..."
"THAT IS WHY I WILL NOT LOSE HERE!"
...Something was happening. Inside the dark, ruthless heart of the space emperor, a spark ignited. That spark soon became a raging inferno, consuming Frieza from within. It was something Frieza had never once experienced in his life. He felt as if his spirit was shifting, becoming engrossed in this flame.
Everyone gasped; in an instant, Frieza's blue aura changed into an obsidian-black mass of energy. Black electricity sparked to life around the lizard, and simultaneously, the energy around Frieza began to warp, increasing in size and ferocity.
All of the spectators looked on with worried faces; something wasn't right. Even Saitama himself felt a change in the atmosphere, as if something... sinister had just been unleashed. Frieza released a hair-raising, horrific, nightmarish, ear-piercing screech that destroyed all of the rock floor around him and pushed Saitama back a few feet, as well as the other onlookers.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?!" screamed Garou.
"I DON'T KNOW," shouted Metal Bat, "BUT WHATEVER IT IS, IT'S INTENSE!"
All across Frieza, the veins in his body began to turn crimson red. First was at his heart, but soon, this change began to expand through his body in all directions, until every vein in the lizard was now pitch black. Next, an explosion of red came forth, combining with the pitch-dark aura to form a swirling vortex of overwhelming force. Next, the purple center became onyx; just as with the veins, this onyx color spread like a virus, until every inch of Frieza's body was covered in this black color.
The final change was perhaps the most horrific: spikes began to protrude out of the several spots of the lizard's body. First, at the tip of his elbows, two spikes about one and a half inches in length splintered out, slightly curving at the tip. On the sides of his head, two black horns popped out. With the final depths of his transformation complete, out came forth an insanely bright burst of light. The intensity of this was so bright, not only was the entire landscape covered in this light, but the entire northern hemisphere of the planet lit up. From the outskirts of the planet's atmosphere, it seemed that the top half of the planet was completely white.
After a few seconds, the intensity of the light began to wane, and visibility was restored, although what would be revealed was perhaps an even worse fate in-and-of-itself. The bystanders recovered from the blinding flash, and slowly uncovered their eyes to see what had transpired.
On the battlefield, Saitama's happy grin had disappeared, and his serious expression now showed itself. The hero's heart was pounding, goosebumps were crawling all over his skin, and a chill ran down his back.
"Something huge has come."
The understatement of the century. The Emperor of the Universe was encased in a flowing swirl of red and black aura, acting like an intense fire. Frieza's pupils were now blood-red, and his skin was jet-black. Frieza was showing his pearly whites, which for some odd reason were the only things not either black or red, and his hands were calmly at his sides. His frame was much more muscular; Saitama could see the defining lines of muscle and the added height acquired from his new power-up. The tip of his tail had become balled with several spikes encased around it. The transformation served him better as a being of his standing in the universe's pecking order. For a few moments, there was nothing; the intensity of the moment was simply too much to overcome. After what appeared to be an eternity, the Emperor of the Universe uttered three words:
"You're in for it now."
What is this? What's going on? This isn't Golden Frieza, but it's not like any other transformation seen before. So what could it be? And guys, THIS IS NOT 5TH FORM FRIEZA! That already exists; look up Frieza and on Dragon Ball wiki, you'll see the image of his 5th form, which isn't anything like what is described. SO STOP ASKING! Well, I guess you'll just have to wait and see the power of this new form in the next chapter of The Space Emperor's Besiege!