As the music started, the first contestant walked up.
It was Phoenix, Jean Grey, from the X-Men Universe.
She wore red tights, and a faint phantom of a Phoenix appeared behind her.
"Lord Frieza, what I bring for you is..."
"Fire of the Mind."
Boom!
Jean Grey waved her hands, and the sky-filling Phoenix flames formed a giant character for "Frieza" in the air.
"Flashy but superficial." Frieza commented.
"Though this fire manipulation is much stronger than that Torch."
"Barely qualified, next one."
Immediately following, Susan, Wanda (though she was already a maid, she was forced to participate to make up the numbers), Carol (revived version, now just an obedient puppet)...
They took turns one by one.
Some danced, some sang, some showed off superpowers.
There was even someone like Mystique performing a shapeshifting variety show on the spot.
Frieza watched for a while and began to feel a bit bored.
"Isn't there anything fresh?" He let out a yawn.
Just then, the lights on the stage suddenly dimmed and a burst of intense heavy metal music sounded.
A skeleton head riding a motorcycle and burning with green flames rushed onto the stage.
"Ghost Rider?"
Frieza was stunned for a moment.
But in the next second, the flames on that Ghost Rider suddenly turned pink.
The original skeleton head also turned into a pretty face with heavy makeup.
That was—
Lady Deadpool from a parallel Universe!
"Hi! Handsome!"
Lady Deadpool blew a kiss to Frieza, then pulled out two pink Gatling guns from her back.
"This song is for you! It's called 'I Want to Have Your Babies'!"
Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat!
The machine guns spat tongues of fire, but what they shot out weren't bullets but countless heart-shaped energy bolts.
"Pfft..."
The wine Frieza had just sipped almost sprayed out.
What the hell kind of talent is this?!
Although it was ridiculous, he had to admit...
"A bit interesting."
Frieza wiped his mouth, a smile of interest appearing on his face.
"This crazy woman, keep her. She can tell me jokes from now on."
The Omni-Arena was brilliantly lit.
Lady Deadpool rode her pink motorcycle and exited amidst a chaotic round of applause.
Although her performance was full of gunpowder and madness, it brought several moments of long-lost joy to Frieza.
"Next!"
Loki held the microphone, his voice already a bit hoarse from shouting, but his passion remained undiminished.
"Next to take the stage, from the Universe of Earth-TRN700..."
"Spider-Gwen!"
Boom... Boom...
The drumbeats were dense.
A figure wearing a black, white, and pink hooded battle suit descended nimbly from the sky, landing in the center of the stage.
With the dynamic music, she took off her hood, revealing her signature silver short hair and exquisite face.
A performance blending ballet and street dance began. Spider silk wove into gorgeous patterns in the air, her figure as light as an elf dancing under the moonlight.
"Hmm..."
Frieza, sitting on his throne, held a glass of red wine and nodded slightly.
"Not bad."
"Although her combat power is just a piece of trash with a power level of five, her body is quite flexible."
"She's much more pleasing to the eye than that Thor who only knows how to swing a big hammer."
Frieza extended a finger and checked Gwen's photo on the list.
"Let her stay."
"It just so happens that my building lacks someone specifically responsible for wiping the ceilings."
"This girl is quite good at spitting silk. High-altitude work will be handed over to her in the future."
As soon as these words were spoken, countless audience members below the stage (alien slaves forced to watch) applauded one after another, though they didn't think having a superhero wipe ceilings was any kind of honor.
But here with Frieza, being able to live as a cleaner was already a stroke of extreme luck.
The talent show continued.
Beauties and talented women from different parallel Universes took turns appearing.
Some showed off magic, some showed off high technology, and there was even a succubus from a magic dimension who tried to use a charm spell on Frieza.
But then, Frieza glared back, nearly scaring her into peeing on the spot.
"Boring."
After watching dozens of programs, Frieza began to yawn again.
"Isn't there anything more impactful?"
"For example... something edible?"
Just as Frieza's complaint fell—
Rumble!!!
Above the arena, a heart-palpitating thunderous sound suddenly came from the void originally covered by the protective shield.
No.
That wasn't thunder.
That was—
The sound of a hungry stomach growling.
"Hungry..."
"So hungry..."
A grand, ethereal, yet extremely weak and longing voice pierced through the dimensional barriers and exploded directly in everyone's minds.
Immediately after—
Crack!
The protective shield above the arena was like a biscuit that had been bitten into, a large chunk suddenly missing. Purple cosmic energy flooded in frantically.
In the center of that energy storm, a huge figure descended slowly.
It was a young girl.
But her size was astonishingly large.
She was hundreds of meters tall, wearing a set of purple high-tech armor, with a headpiece similar to Galactus's on her head, but more delicate and fashionable.
At her abdomen, a miniature black hole was slowly rotating, emitting a terrifying gravitational pull that swallowed everything.
Galacta!
The daughter of Galactus!
"What... what is that?!"
The audience below scattered in terror.
"Alert! Alert! High-energy reaction detected!"
The mechanical soldiers responsible for security raised their weapons.
"Is that... the aura of Galactus?"
Standing by the throne, Thanos's pupils shrank.
He had seen with his own eyes the scene where Frieza punched Galactus into pieces.
He didn't expect this old fellow to actually have a daughter?
"Bold intruder!"
Thanos roared, and the blade in his hand swung out fiercely.
"How dare you disrupt Lord Frieza's talent show scene!"
"Die!"
Boom!
Thanos's figure swelled, turning into a purple meteor, charging straight at Galacta.
Faced with Thanos's heavy blow, the giant girl lowered her head slightly. In those eyes flashing with hungry light, there was only a craving for food.
"Is this... a snack?"
Galacta reached out her large hand, completely ignoring Thanos's blade. Like catching a mosquito, she grabbed Thanos in her hand.
Sizzle—
The layer of black aura on Thanos's body began to be rapidly absorbed the moment it touched Galacta's palm.
"What?!"
Thanos was shocked.
"My power... is draining?!"
"The taste is a bit strange."
Galacta frowned, as if she had eaten something unclean.
"A bit scratchy on the throat."
She tossed him aside casually, throwing Thanos out like trash.
Boom!
Thanos smashed heavily into the audience stands, creating a bottomless pit.
The entire place was deathly silent.
Even the second-in-command of the Frieza Force was instantly defeated?
What exactly was the origin of this suddenly appearing purple-skinned girl?