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Inside Frieza's spaceship, the atmosphere was thick with a cold, suffocating tension. Frieza swirled his wine glass, his crimson eyes twitching as he watched the flickering video of Son Goku achieving the Super Saiyan God transformation.
"These Saiyans... they truly have no end to their flashy theatrics," he hissed, the glass trembling slightly in his hand. "It was undoubtedly the right decision to eradicate Planet Vegeta. Even if Lord Beerus hadn't issued the order, I would never have allowed such a volatile race to persist."
The Galactic Emperor felt a bitter surge of envy. He had always viewed his own transformations as a means to suppress his overflowing, monstrous power, yet here were these "monkeys" using transformations to multiply their strength to divine levels.
"A Saiyan God? It's a joke," Frieza muttered. The prophecy he once feared had evolved into something far more dangerous than a simple Super Saiyan.
He realized that even if he had known the ritual required six kind-hearted Saiyans, he would have laughed it off back then.
To Frieza, the terms "kind-hearted" and "Saiyan" were fundamentally incompatible. Yet, seeing that fiery red aura, he couldn't help but feel the sting of cosmic unfairness.
Within the video, the battle moved to a scale that defied mortal comprehension. Beerus, the God of Destruction, finally showed a spark of genuine interest. As he and Goku ascended into the stratosphere, the air ignited from the mere friction of their presence.
Initially, Goku struggled with the overwhelming depth of his new Ki, moving with a clunky, uncoordinated grace. Beerus remained patient, allowing the Saiyan to acclimatize to the realm of gods.
As the fight intensified, Goku realized the terrifying gap between this form and Super Saiyan 3; where he was once silenced by two mere pokes from Beerus, he was now trading heavy, bone-shattering blows without a scratch.
Beerus was visibly invigorated, his long-awaited prophecy finally bearing fruit. To push Goku further, the Destroyer began to provoke him, escalating the violence until they reached the cold vacuum at the edge of Earth's atmosphere.
With a flick of his finger, Beerus condensed a small, pulsating sphere of purple Destruction Energy. Despite its size, the density of the Ki was enough to erase the Earth in a heartbeat.
He tossed it casually toward the planet, forcing Goku to intercept it with a desperate physical strike.
"Not bad," Beerus praised with a predatory grin, "but let's see how you handle a change in quantity." He spread his arms wide, and instantly, dozens of identical purple orbs manifested behind him, each glowing with the light of an ending world.
Before Goku could react, the barrage was unleashed. Realizing he couldn't stop them individually, Goku dropped into a deep stance, his hands cupping at his side as a blue brilliance gathered. "Kamehameha!" he roared, unleashing a massive pillar of blue Ki that vaporized the entire fleet of energy spheres in a single, blinding flash.
However, the true horror of their clash was only beginning to manifest. As their fists collided in a direct power struggle, a visible ripple of distorted space erupted from the point of impact, expanding outward at impossible speeds.
Planets caught in this shockwave didn't just explode; they crumbled into fine cosmic dust instantly. In the Sacred World of the Kai, Old Kai watched the monitor with a face pale with terror. "Stop them! They must stop at once!" he cried out to Shin.
"The resonance of their blows is tearing the fabric of reality. At most, two more punches like that and the entire universe will cease to exist!"
This revelation sent a wave of absolute numbness through the countless viewers of the Wanjie Multiverse. For those who spent their lives struggling to level mountains or conquer seas, the idea of a "three-punch limit" on the existence of the universe was soul-crushing.
Horii stared at the screen, his voice trembling. "Three punches? Just three punches to end everything? Since when did the universe become so fragile?" Beside him, Daigo could only watch in silent awe. "We humans are still trying to map the stars, yet these beings in the Dragon Ball world treat the entire cosmos as a breakable toy."
In another realm, the pirate captain Lufa gripped his arm, his eyes burning with a mix of fear and ambition. "If I had even a fraction of that power—just one percent—I wouldn't care about King Pierre or the rulers of the galaxy. I would be the King of the Universe itself!"
The sentiment echoed across dimensions. In the Gourmet World, Toriko's appetite flared at the thought of such divine strength. "With power like that, the Gourmet World would be my backyard," he mused, his mind racing.
Sunny sighed, looking at the sheer scale of destruction. "If you can punch out a universe, then even the legendary menu of Acacia seems like a small snack in comparison."
The pressure of the Ki on the screen was so immense that even through the broadcast, the viewers felt as though their own dimensions were shivering under the weight of the Super Saiyan God.