Broly had been sitting at home eating insect eggs, his mouth smeared with some kind of yellowish substance.
This planet's conditions were savage — insect eggs were about the only thing left to eat.
In fact, over the thirty years Broly had been living here, he hadn't drunk so much as a sip of clean water.
He was in the middle of his meal when his father's distant, agonised screams reached his ears.
Broly paused.
His hand holding the egg went still.
That sounds like my father.
He set down the egg and shot off toward the source of the sound.
From a long way off, Broly spotted his father being pinned to the ground and worked over by something that looked like a lizard.
Broly's fury ignited instantly. He charged straight at Frieza at full speed.
CRACK!
Broly drove an uppercut squarely into Frieza's chest.
SPLURT—
Frieza spat out a gout of blood, eyes wide with alarm as he stared at the figure in front of him.
Who is this?
Another Saiyan?
Just as Frieza was about to fight back, Broly seized him by the head and slammed it into the ground with tremendous force.
BOOM!
Frieza's head collided with the earth at full impact. His skull rang like a bell, and the world spun.
CRACK!
Broly grabbed Frieza by the tail and began swinging him around, flinging his body in every direction.
Frieza howled in pain.
Paragus hauled himself up from the ground, staring at Broly in wide-eyed disbelief.
My son is incredible.
That's Frieza — and he's got him pinned down and is just working him over!
That's my boy!
CRACK!
Broly slammed Frieza hard into the ground again.
Frieza felt like his body was coming apart at the seams, wracked with pain.
But it was far from over.
Broly grabbed his tail again, hoisted his body up, and kept right on flinging him around in every direction.
Frieza's howls of pain rang out and echoed across the whole planet.
Deep down, Frieza was genuinely appalled.
Where did this Saiyan come from?
Why is he this strong?
Is every Saiyan this powerful now?
CRACK!
Broly wrapped a hand around Frieza's throat and lifted him high into the air.
SLAP! SLAP!
Then Broly cracked two hard slaps across Frieza's face, his eyes as cold as ice.
Several of Frieza's teeth went flying. He exploded with rage.
A moment later, Broly tossed Frieza aside like a dead dog.
Frieza gritted his teeth and clambered to his feet, laughing despite his fury. "Ho ho ho ho! Not bad at all! Apart from that Goku, I never expected to find a Saiyan this strong on a dump like this!"
Broly said nothing. He turned to check on his father's wounds and helped Paragus up off the ground.
Paragus was badly hurt — he'd managed to get back on his feet, but his legs were trembling without stopping.
"Lord Frieza... I haven't done anything to you, have I?" Paragus forced himself to ask, teeth clenched, scraping together every last bit of his nerve.
Frieza let out a cold laugh, and immediately shifted into his Second Form.
Broly blinked once.
"Your good days are over, monkey!" Frieza kept sneering. "I've already done the math — with this form, I can eliminate you with ease."
"Lord Frieza — we truly mean you no harm! I was exiled here by King Vegeta—" Paragus tried to explain his tragic situation.
"Shut your mouth!" Frieza snapped. "Say another word and I'll kill you."
Paragus's mouth twitched. He immediately clamped it shut and didn't dare make another sound.
Whoosh!
Frieza launched himself at Broly at blinding speed.
In his Second Form, Frieza was at least a full head taller than Broly.
CRACK!
Frieza copied Broly's move — grabbing him by the head and slamming him straight into the ground.
BOOM!
The back of Broly's skull cracked into the earth. The ground caved in beneath him, and a web of fractures spread outward in every direction.
Crackle... crackle...
Frieza then ground Broly's head across the dirt, carving a deep trench through the surface.
"Broly..." Paragus watched with deep worry.
CRACK!
Frieza seized Broly by the ankle and started swinging him around and around in every direction.
"You miserable monkey — did you really think you could push me, Frieza, around?" Frieza berated Broly while hurling him about, his voice sharp with irritation.
But Broly didn't let out a single sound. He simply endured every bit of it in silence.
Frieza gave Broly a thorough beating, then grabbed him by the throat again and hoisted him up high — following it up with two ringing slaps across his face.
Blood ran from Broly's mouth.
"What's this — you're wearing a necklace?" Frieza said with a light laugh, reaching out and grabbing the collar around Broly's neck. "Is this your lucky charm?"
"Lord Frieza, please, don't touch that necklace!" Paragus panicked and cried out urgently.
"Oh? And why not?" Frieza was immediately intrigued.
"It's electrified — it'll kill us!" Paragus answered.
Frieza: "..."
Frieza was so furious his nose nearly bent.
Electrified?
You're saying this necklace is electrified?
Do you really think I, the Emperor of the Universe, am afraid of a little electricity?
Frieza let out a cold laugh, grabbed the collar with both hands, squeezed hard, and wrenched it clean off Broly's neck.
Crackle... crackle...
Sure enough, the moment Frieza destroyed the device, arcs of electricity danced from the broken pieces.
Broly convulsed as the current ran through him.
Frieza, however, was completely unaffected — and just kept smirking.
He even glanced over at Paragus with a smug, self-satisfied look that seemed to say: You think a little static like that is going to hurt me?
Paragus's eye twitched. He swallowed hard, and unease spread across his face.
Please. Please don't let Broly go berserk.
...Should I make a run for it?
"Well, monkey?" Frieza said, turning back to Broly and tossing him to the ground with contempt. "Weren't you so full of yourself earlier? Go ahead — show me that again."
Frieza stepped forward and pressed his foot down on Broly's head, gradually increasing the force.
"I have to say — finding a Saiyan with combat power this high on a planet this wretched is quite the surprise," Frieza said with a cold snort. "But you really picked the wrong day to run into me, Frieza."
Frieza kept pressing down as he talked, driving Broly's head deeper and deeper into the earth.
Broly still hadn't made a sound.
"How dull — are you mute?" Frieza was starting to feel bored.
I've been beating you around for ages and you haven't made a peep.
That's no fun at all.
To be continued…
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