I Am Raditz

"Huff... huff..."

"Damn the Saiyans, damn the Namekians... they actually did this to me..."

Frieza floated in space, covered in blood, having reverted from his 100% power state. His tail had been severed, his left arm hung limply, and he panted violently.

Each time he opened his mouth, blood sprayed forth, staining his already crimson lips even more vividly.

In the vacuum of space, his complaints and rage couldn't be transmitted, echoing only in his own mind.

Frieza roared internally. How could the emperor of the universe lose? How could he be beaten so thoroughly by a mere Namekian?! Everyone must die! EVERYONE MUST DIE!

Though he refused to admit it, he knew deep down that Planet Namek faced imminent destruction. Piccolo's strength far surpassed his own—had the Frost Demons finally met their match? His dignity and pride were shattered.

The frenzied Frieza gave a cold, evil smile. "Then I'll destroy you all! The last time I witnessed such beautiful fireworks of destruction was Planet Vegeta more than 20 years ago! HAHAHAHAHA!"

His maniacal laughter caused his bones to throb and his wounds to burst open. But Frieza ignored the pain completely—excitement overwhelmed agony as a small red sphere formed at his fingertip.

Supernova!

This was the technique that had obliterated Planet Vegeta two decades ago. Now, history would repeat itself—only this time, the attack's power vastly exceeded the previous version.

The red energy ball at his fingertip crackled with surrounding lightning. Initially only egg-sized, it suddenly expanded after several lightning flashes into a massive sphere hundreds of meters in diameter. Red heat waves flowed across its surface like a miniature sun, emitting brilliance too intense to view directly.

"Let's all be wiped out together."

Frieza grinned malevolently. With a flick of his finger, the enormous blazing sphere hurtled toward Namek. Before it even reached the surface, its energy disrupted the atmosphere.

Endless storms raged, columns of magma erupted from the ground, and fissures spread across the entire planet.

On Namek, everyone witnessed the sun-like fireball approaching. Once this concentrated energy bomb struck, Namek and all its inhabitants would be finished!

"Don't let it hit, Piccolo!" Raditz yelled.

Piccolo turned, giving Raditz a cold stare. Blood seeped from his eye sockets, and the coldness in his gaze resembled the bitter winter winds of the extreme north.

Raditz startled—he saw demonic energy within Piccolo's eyes, completely unlike the Piccolo he knew! That was pure evil!

As their eyes met, Raditz involuntarily stepped backward until he hit cold stone, chills running down his spine.

But Piccolo's attention shifted back to the destruction ball descending from the sky. His pupils contracted as he raised his hands high, releasing a seemingly unremarkable shockwave.

The green energy wave measured only a dozen meters in diameter—negligible compared to Frieza's death ball. When it struck the massive fireball's surface, it was initially pushed back like a stream meeting a boulder. Yet Piccolo remained unfazed. His eyes flashed with cold light as his arm made a cracking sound, instantly doubling the shockwave's power!

Under Slug's powerful evil influence, Piccolo had reawakened the demonic nature of the Great Demon King.

This demonic essence unleashed his cruel, evil instincts. Emperor of the universe? He simply wanted to usurp the throne!

Driven by the shockwave, the fiery sphere halted its descent before being pushed backward!

From space, Frieza watched in horror as his own planet-destroying bomb reversed course. Propelled by Piccolo's shockwave, it flew at tremendous speed, rapidly approaching to engulf him.

Attacked by his own technique? Impossible! Frieza fired another Supernova, a second massive energy ball colliding with the first. He hoped to use the energy's pressure to push his original attack back toward the planet.

Piccolo remained utterly unmoved. With a shout of "HA!" the shockwave's power continued to intensify. Countless rocks and debris from Namek's surface were drawn upward by the energy, suspended in mid-air as if gravity had reversed! The two destruction spheres still couldn't halt their advance as the burning mass approached Frieza, resembling a ferocious beast opening its bloody maw.

"DAMN YOU!!!" The space emperor's desperate cry echoed silently as he was swallowed by the very destruction he had sent forth.

Frieza's vision blurred as his world collapsed before him. His voice faded, his sight dimmed, and even his sensations gradually disappeared...

His body fused with the energy as Piccolo's shockwave propelled him into the furthest reaches of the universe.

The atmospheric turbulence and churning waves on Namek gradually subsided. Erupting lava slowly receded. The apocalyptic scene remained fixed on the devastated planet—though not immediately destroyed, Namek was no longer habitable.

Having eliminated Frieza, a pleased smile crossed Piccolo's cold face. His sharp teeth gleamed as his eyes trembled with power. He opened his arms toward the sky, releasing a long series of laughs, each coinciding with a thunderclap.

"It's terrifying... Piccolo has become so powerful!" Goku and Raditz supported each other, their physical strength at its limit.

"But there's something disturbing about his energy." Vegeta grabbed Gohan's ankle, dragging him to the ground as he approached the brothers. His complexion had deteriorated severely, with hair standing on end from Piccolo's aura—as if he were facing Frieza himself.

"Run!" Raditz recalled Piccolo's earlier stare, chills striking his heart. "Run while he's distracted! That's not Piccolo anymore!"

"But—" Goku's words were cut short by Raditz's throaty roar.

"RUN!!!"

Vegeta leapt away first with Gohan in his arms, followed quickly by Goku and Raditz. Nearly depleted of energy, they had to evacuate immediately.

The remaining Namekians were beyond their help now. If they died, they could be resurrected with the Dragon Balls.

Their priority was finding a safe place to survive.

Suddenly, Piccolo stopped laughing. The cold light in his eyes flickered as he stared at the four fleeing figures. In the blink of an eye, Piccolo caught up to them. The air exploded where he halted, ripples spreading through the void.

"Don't think you can escape from the Great Demon King Piccolo! You are all obstacles to my world domination!"

As Piccolo raised his hand, a brilliant, mottled sphere of energy gathered in his palm. This highly compressed power far surpassed Frieza's planet-destroying attack! This time, no one could stop it!

"Shhhhh~shhhh~"

At that critical moment, Raditz produced a whistle—an awkward, unprofessional tone flowing from his lips...