Frieza barely had time to process the sight of the towering green tempest before Escallion closed the distance. The kinetic shockwave from Escallion's launch literally tore the top off a mountain range three miles behind him.
BOOM!
Before the 100% Full Power Emperor could raise his swollen, vein-covered arms to guard, Escallion's massive, emerald-coated fist slammed squarely into Frieza's jaw.
CRACK!
The sound echoed like thunder across the dying continent. Frieza's eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets as his head snapped back, teeth and purple blood spraying into the air. He didn't fly backward; Escallion's velocity was so blinding that he caught Frieza mid-air by his thick throat before the tyrant could tumble.
Escallion's blazing white eyes burned with mindless, absolute murder. With a choked, agonizing growl, he slammed Frieza downward, driving the tyrant's face straight into the bedrock and dragging him through three miles of solid granite like a plow through soft dirt. "FREIZAAAAAAAA!"
"GAHHHH!" Frieza shrieked, his 100% muscle mass proving utterly useless against the raw, mutated weight pressing down on his skull.
Escallion spun on his heel, yanking Frieza up by his tail, and smashed him into the cliffside. The rock shattered into a million pieces, but Escallion wasn't done. He stepped in close, unleashing a close-range, machine-gun flurry of heavy, brutal strikes straight into Frieza's midsection.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Every single punch created a shockwave that drilled straight through Frieza's back, blasting holes into the terrain miles behind them. Frieza's bio-armor cracked wide open; his lungs collapsed under the sheer density of the blows. He couldn't scream anymore; he could only gag as his body was beaten into a broken, bloodied pulp.
With a screech that ripped his own throat raw, Frieza lunged, driving a massive, vein-covered right straight into Escallion's face.
BOOM!
The impact generated a ring of compressed air that flattened a three-mile radius of granite. Escallion's head snapped sideways, but he didn't stumble. He didn't even step back. Through the blinding green glare of his eyes, Escallion swung a heavy, broad left hook that caught Frieza directly in the ribs.
THWACK!
Frieza gagged, purple blood spraying across his chest as the blow lifted his swollen frame off the ground. But Frieza was at his absolute peak, his maximum physical density absorbed the worst of the shockwave. Tumbling backward mid-air, the tyrant used his thick, muscular tail like a whip, snapping it around Escallion's neck with suffocating force.
"Got you, you mongrel!" Frieza shrieked, wrenching himself forward and driving a rapid-fire succession of heavy knees straight into Escallion's chin and chest.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Each strike sounded like a cannon going off inside a cavern. Escallion's head rocked back with every blow, fresh crimson blood pooling around his mouth, but his arms swung outward in a wild, unrefined double-hammer fist that smashed down onto Frieza's broad back.
CRASH!
Frieza's grip snapped as he was hurled downward into the mud, tumbling through rocks before catching his momentum. Flying upward in a jagged zig-zag, Frieza unleashed a point-blank, continuous salvo of Death Cannons, firing dual streams of destructive purple energy directly at Escallion's chest.
Escallion met the beam head-on. He didn't dodge. He bulldozed straight through the purple beams, his green-and-crimson aura shredding the Ki blasts into harmless sparks. His massive hands reached through the smoke, clamping onto both of Frieza's wrists in an iron grip.
"LET GO OF ME!" Frieza screamed, his face twisting into a hideous, vein-bulging grimace as he tried to pull back. The two leviathans locked arms in mid-air, their combined pressure creating a shockwave that made the sky buckle.
Frieza brought his head forward, driving a brutal headbutt straight into Escallion's forehead.
CLANG!
Escallion flinched, his grip loosening just enough for Frieza to twist his body and hurl a brutal side-kick into Escallion's bruised shoulder.
Escallion roared, a choked, guttural sound, and retaliated with a sharp elbow strike that clipped Frieza's cheekbone, tearing his bio-armor open and sending a spray of purple blood high into the dark clouds.
They separated for less than a millisecond before diving back in, trading heavy, brutal blows in a blinding flurry across the burning sky. Left straight, right hook, tail-whip, sledgehammer- the speed was blinding, the mass behind every collision sending seismic tremors straight down into Namek's mantle. They weren't just fighting anymore; they were pulverizing each other, two monsters trading raw kinetic violence as the planet groaned under their boots.
The exchange of blows grew heavier with every passing second, but the balance of power was subtly, terrifyingly shifting.
BOOM! BANG! BANG!
Frieza drove a three-punch combination straight into Escallion's chest, his massive biceps straining with everything he had. The hits landed cleanly, each one carrying enough concentrated force to shatter a moon, but Escallion barely moved. His broad chest absorbed the impacts, the emerald-and-crimson aura swirling around him like an impenetrable shield.
Frieza drew a ragged, wheezing breath, cold sweat soaking his bruised brow. His swollen muscles, pumped to their absolute maximum, were beginning to throb with a dull, excruciating ache. Full Power was never meant for drawn-out attrition, and the sheer exertion of trying to put down a brick wall was rapidly burning through his stamina reserves.
Escallion, on the other hand, wasn't tiring. He was expanding.
The mutated Saiyan's Ki wasn't dropping; it was swelling higher with every drop of blood he spilled. His white-hot eyes burned through the thick smoke as he stepped forward through Frieza's barrage, ignoring the tyrant's punches entirely.
Escallion reached out, his massive left hand snapping forward to catch Frieza's right hook clean in his palm.
CRACK!
Frieza's eyes widened in sheer horror. He pulled, trying desperately to yank his arm back, but Escallion's fingers tightened like steel hydraulic clamps, crushing the tyrant's knuckles together until his bio-armor shattered.
"AAGH! LET GO!" Frieza shrieked, his refined composure completely disintegrating into panic. He whipped his tail around, trying to lash Escallion's throat, but Escallion's right hand shot out like a strike of green lightning, snatching the thick tail mid-swing.
Escallion held Frieza suspended in mid-air by his wrist and his tail.
With a primal growl vibrating from his chest, Escallion pulled Frieza in close and slammed a heavy, brutal knee directly into Frieza's exposed stomach.
THWACK!
The force exploded out of Frieza's back, blasting a crater into the clouds behind him. Frieza's mouth flew wide open, purple blood spraying over Escallion's shoulder as his eyes rolled back into his head. The air was violently forced from his lungs, leaving the Emperor of the Universe gasping, wheezing, and trembling helplessly in the green giant's grip.
Escallion raised his head, his blank, glowing white eyes glaring down at the broken tyrant. The gap between them was no longer a matter of skill or speed; Frieza's power was plummeting, while Escallion's Wrathful rage was only just reaching its peak.
Frieza hung limply in Escallion's iron grip, his massive, inflated muscles quivering as his Ki dropped like a stone. Purple blood trickled down his chin, dripping onto Escallion's calloused forearm. For the first time in his tyrannical life, Frieza felt the cold, suffocating shadow of absolute defeat.
'I am Frieza!' his mind shrieked, a chaotic storm of humiliation, panic, and sheer hatred drowning out the physical pain. 'I am the ruler of the universe! I will not be slaughtered by a filthy, mindless beast!'
His crimson eyes snapped open, wild and bloodshot.
"I CAN'T LOSE TO YOU!" Frieza screamed, his voice cracking into a manic, high-pitched shriek.
Using the absolute last dregs of his fading 100% power, Frieza didn't try to strike Escallion. Instead, he forced both hands downward, pointing his palms directly at the boiling ocean floor beneath them. A dense, swirling sphere of unstable, pitch-black energy bordered in burning crimson materialized instantly between his hands, a Super Nova, compressed to critical mass.
THWIP—BOOM!
Frieza thrust the sphere downward. It slammed straight into the sea bed with the force of a collapsing star, drilling past the rock, past the mantle, and detonating directly inside Namek's fragile core.
TH-THUMP.
The entire world froze for a fraction of a second. The sea evaporated completely, instantly converting into billions of gallons of blinding white steam. Dark red cracks tore across the continent, spreading for thousands of miles like a spiderweb of pure fire.
CRACK-BOOM!
Column after column of superheated magma erupted into the sky, blotting out the stars as the atmosphere turned to liquid sulfur. The gravity field buckled, sending massive landmasses floating aimlessly into the dying crimson sky.
"AHAHAHA! AHA-HAHAHA!" Frieza cackled hysterically, blood spraying from his lips with every ragged breath as he looked up at Escallion's motionless face. "I'VE DONE IT! I'VE SHATTERED THE CORE! YOU HAVE FIVE MINUTES, MONKEY! FIVE MINUTES BEFORE THIS PLANET TURNS TO COSMIC DUST!"
Frieza wheezed, his bloated body beginning to shrink back down as his stamina completely failed him. "And unlike me... you can't survive in the vacuum of space! We die together!"
Far away on Earth, the vast, shadowy coils of Shenron filled the sky above Capsule Corporation.
King Kai's voice echoed directly into Master Roshi's mind, urgent and sharp. "Roshi! Speak the wish NOW! We're out of time!"
Master Roshi threw his hands into the air, looking up into the glowing crimson eyes of the Dragon. "Shenron! Transport everyone on Planet Namek here to Earth, EXCEPT for Frieza!"
Shenron's mighty voice reverberated through the clouds. "YOUR WISH HAS BEEN GRANTED."
A blinding pillar of golden light swept across the apocalyptic landscape of Namek.
Miles away from the battle, Goku was suddenly enveloped by the magical radiance. He blinked, looking down at his glowing hands in total confusion as his body began to dissolve into wisps of light.
"Huh?! What's happening?!" Goku gasped, turning toward the horizon where the green energy was flaring. "Wait, what about Frieza?! What about Escallion?!"
Goku didn't know the specifics of the wish; he assumed the light was pulling everyone back to Earth together. He looked over toward Escallion's massive aura, expecting his ally to be transported right beside him.
Across the ocean of lava, the golden light touched Escallion's shoulder, attempting to warp him away. But Escallion's mutated, terrifying Ki flared violently in response. Driven by a singular, unyielding bloodlust to erase Frieza from existence, his primal mind rejected the magical pull entirely. The sheer density of his Wrathful aura severed the spell's hold on his body.
SNAP.
Goku, Piccolo, Krillin, Dende, and Vegeta's lifeless bodies dissolved into the light and vanished from the planet, leaving only a fading trail of gold in the dark sky.
Namek fell into a terrifying, isolated silence, broken only by the roar of rising magma and the cracking crust.
Frieza's hysterical laughter slowly died in his throat as the golden light faded, leaving him entirely alone on the collapsing world. He looked at Escallion. The green giant hadn't moved an inch. He still held Frieza by his crushed wrist, standing suspended over a sea of boiling lava.
Goku was gone. The others were gone. Only the monster remained.
Escallion slowly raised his massive right fist, the emerald aura around his knuckles compressing into a concentrated sphere of absolute annihilation.
A choked, guttural rasp forced its way past Escallion's gritted teeth.
"DIE."
Frieza backed into the air as far as his caught wrist would allow, his voice breaking into a pathetic, whimpering scream. "Wait... Wait. NO! PLEASE! SPARE ME!"
With a deafening, earth-shattering roar, Escallion drove his glowing right fist straight into Frieza's chest. The concentrated sphere of emerald and crimson energy detonated on contact, unleashing a continuous, blinding beam of superheated kinetic force.
BOOOOOOM!
The force of the blast tore Frieza out of Escallion's grip, propelling the broken Emperor upward at hyper-light speed. Frieza's desperate screams were instantly swallowed by the roaring torrent of Ki as he was blasted clear out of Namek's collapsing atmosphere, shooting like a dying star into deep space.
The beam didn't stop. It carried Frieza straight into the heart of the nearest Namekian sun.
The intense gravity and heat of the star collapsed into the chaotic Saiyan energy, triggering a catastrophic chain reaction. The primary sun went supernova, its blinding explosion cascading out to engulf the second and third suns of the tri-star system. A blinding white shockwave swept through the sector, completely vaporizing every single trace, atom, and memory of Frieza into absolute nothingness.
Back on the burning, molten surface of Namek, the sky went pitch black as the three suns vanished from existence.
With his target utterly annihilated, the suffocating rage fueling Escallion's mind suddenly snapped.
The jet-black and emerald lightning surrounding him evaporated into thin air. His hair collapsed back into its standard dark color, and the fierce white glow in his eyes faded away, leaving his irises wide, trembling, and human once more.
THUD.
The immediate backlash hit Escallion like a freight train. Without the Wrathful Ki reinforcing his body, every bone, muscle, and tendon that had been pushed beyond physical limits screamed in agonizing pain. He dropped out of the sky, slamming hard onto a floating slab of blackened rock surrounded by oceans of superheated lava.
Escallion collapsed onto his hands and knees, coughing violently as he clutched his chest. Blood dripped from his lip onto the burning stone beneath him. His heart hammered wildly against his ribs, his body fighting every attempt to draw a full breath in the sulfur-choked atmosphere.
He looked around through blurry, pain-filled eyes.
Namek was dying fast. Lava spouts launched miles into the air, tectonic plates crumbled into dust, and without its three suns, the outer edges of the planet were already beginning to freeze and shatter under cosmic pressure.
Every single step felt like dragging his shattered frame through broken glass.
Escallion dragged his boots through the ash, his chest heaving as heat waves distorted his blurry vision. The planet was buckling beneath him—massive slabs of granite were tilting straight into oceans of churning magma.
He remembered the cliffside where the Ginyu Force had landed days ago.
Reaching the crest of a crumbling ridge, Escallion spotted it through the sulfurous smog: a single, round Ginyu Force space pod, half-buried under a landslide of volcanic rock. The white spherical hull was scorched, but the illuminated red visor panel flickered with power.
CRACK-BOOM!
A hundred-foot wall of lava erupted less than fifty yards behind him, the intense heat singeing the ends of his hair. The planet's structural integrity gave out entirely; the ground beneath his feet opened into a yawning, fiery chasm.
Escallion lunged forward, throwing his heavy weight onto the rock pile. He shoved his bleeding hands into the debris, tearing away jagged boulders until his fingers slammed against the pod's hatch release button.
HISS.
The circular hatch hissed open, revealing the tight, padded interior. Escallion didn't hesitate, he dragged his battered body inside, tumbling face-first into the seat, but he reached out with a trembling, blood-soaked hand, slamming his palm against the auto-sequence button on the control console.
The hatch sealed shut with a heavy, pressurized lock, instantly drowning out the deafening roar of the dying planet.
BOOM!
The pod shot upward like a bullet, blasting out of the volcanic trench, cutting through the ash-filled sky, and breaking Namek's dying atmosphere just as the core gave out completely.
Inside the quiet, cold cockpit, Escallion slumped back against the headrest. Through the thick glass viewport, he watched Namek detonate in a silent, blinding shockwave of crimson and gold, shattering into a million floating fragments in the dark void of space.
His vision began to darken at the edges. The pod's automated navigation system hummed softly, locking onto pre-programmed galactic coordinates as stasis gas slowly filled the small chamber. Escallion let his eyelids fall closed, his breath slowing as deep, unyielding sleep finally claimed him.