The gloomy and damp jungle –

Click! Lightning illuminated the tall figure walking through the dense forest, and his dark, yellow, cold eyes.

Thundered...... The sky was thundering.

Crackling, stepping on a wooden branch, piccolo looked at the huge shadow in front of him, it turned out to be a castle built in such a ghost place.

After more than 100 years of leaving the temple, Piccolo has rarely approached the areas where humans live, and in the last 30 years, they have basically only been active in the wild and uninhabited areas, and they have almost forgotten what humans and the houses they live in look like.

I am afraid that I can't control the demon in my heart.

So when he saw this gloomy castle, Piccolo first wanted to stay away - but after realizing that he didn't perceive any breath in the castle, he stopped again, watched for a moment, and walked in.

Pushing open the old heavy gate, Piccolo entered the castle and walked down the old red carpet, stirring up a little dust.

"Yes...... Who is it? "In the darkness ahead, someone spoke.

Piccolo was startled, and when he looked closely, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly lit up in front of the pitch black...... The other party slowly leaned over, and it turned out to be an ugly monster with a rickety figure and a demon.

This guy's breath is too weak, it's like a candle in the wind, so I didn't find him outside just now? Piccolo stabilized his mood, but he still took two steps back, and even at this distance, he almost couldn't help but want to tear the other party apart...... At this moment, the other party said hoarsely: "Ah, are you also a demon?" ”

Demons!?

Piccolo's pupils shrank.

Although he had never heard of the name, he still corresponded to his own situation in the shortest possible time.

It turns out that I ......

A turbulent wave swelled in his heart, and he calmly asked, "What, it's the demon race?" ”

The rickety demon clan, who seemed to hang up at any time, glanced at the piccolo, coughed twice, and gasped: "There aren't many of them now...... Come on, come with me......"

Piccolo followed the other party like a dark depth, and soon came to the deepest part of the castle, to a staircase.

His dark vision was not bad, and when he looked up, he saw a terrifying figure sitting on a huge throne!

Piccolo was startled, put on guard, and even assumed a defensive combat posture.

"This is the king of the demon race...... Lord Satan ...... "The voice of the Rickety Demon was weak, but it was clearly mixed with reverence and hatred, and the two opposing emotions were magically united. "He's the greatest demon...... But it was also him who personally cut off the continuation of the demon race......"

Only then did Piccolo recognize that the huge figure on the throne was nothing more than a dead corpse, the decaying body of the Great Demon King of Satan in the mouth of the Rickets Demon Clan.

It's just a corpse, and it's so terrible!

Piccolo was horrified in his heart, it had been a long time since his strength had skyrocketed.

The rest of the world, compared to him, is really just ants.

But today, in front of a dead corpse, Piccolo instinctively felt the horror of the other party...... He couldn't have imagined that such a terrifying demon existed—or rather, existed.

The Rickets led the piccolo around the throne and into the underground cavern.

Peng, he lit a candle, and the green light reflected the figures of the two of them, one large and one small, on the cold cave wall.

Piccolo sweats coldly, observing the quirky frescoes on the four walls and the stories told in a voice like legends and myths.

Demons, Calamities......

"Lord Satan, the Great Demon King, you can bring this world to an end with a flip of your hand...... The supreme and greatest demon king...... "The rickety demon kept coughing, and his lungs were like a bellows," he was powerful, yes...... It's the apex of all demons,......" he grudged the last line of writing on the stone wall.

The handwriting has been blurred, revealing a quaint charm: the demon is gone, and my watch ends here.

Piccolo's head was unconsciously covered with cold sweat, and he asked, "Since he is so powerful, how did he die?" What's going on? ”

The rickety demon didn't speak for a long time, making people wonder if he had suddenly hung up.

"It's the Immortal Lord...... "The Rickety Demon didn't even dare to carry the hatred that he had for the Great Demon King of Satan, he muttered, "He is the savior of mankind and the destroyer of everything...... He is an even more terrifying existence than the Great Demon King Satan...... It was he who defeated the Great Demon King, and ordered him to personally stop the inheritance of the demons in this world...... No demon can escape the extermination of the Great Demon King of Satan...... There is no ......"

God......

Piccolo's mind flashed to the figure of the white robe and animal mask.

God, how powerful it is!?

Even if you have a respect for God, even if you have long known that God is the savior of the legend, when you witness all this, Piccolo still feels a real shock.

"Under the supervision of the Great Demon King of Satan, we demons can only ...... like you" The Rickets Demon raised his head and grinned strangely at Piccolo, "You, you haven't killed humans at all, have you?" ”

Piccolo clenched his fists, resisted his killing intent, and said, "I'm not a demon. ”

The rickety demon clan seemed to hear some big joke, "You...... You're really ...... It's ridiculous! Hahaha...... What do you think...... When do you think you started to become a demon? Hahahaha......"

The rickety demon laughed wildly, and finally died laughing in front of the piccolo.

He fell to the ground, the candle overturned, and the corners of his mouth were reflected before it went out, and the breathy voice penetrated into the ears of the piccolo: "From the beginning...... You're a demon......"

Piccolo was furious and roared, "Shut up!" ”

The cave trembled, the rubble rolled down, and by the time the piccolo woke up, he had already bombarded the rickety demon clan into charred black charcoal with a qigong wave......

In the crystal ball is the scene of Piccolo crying out in the underground cave, and An Ning is eating the hot pot in the gossip furnace while watching, but his face is expressionless.

Yunzebit Heights, Piccolo returned here after nearly 200 years.

Back to "home".

He sat blankly on top of the "house" in the shape of a white four-cornered insect, staring blankly up at the sky.

I used to look at the sky day after day for thirty years, but now it seems a little strange.

I...... What is it, exactly?

Piccolo chewed on the little sound of loved ones that remained in his head.

"Another world......" he whispered in the language of his homeland. This is the original meaning of the name "Piccolo", and it is also his longing for his hometown. If he is a demon, then what is his hometown? What is the relative he has been childishly looking forward to for more than thirty years?

Once again, he left the heights of Yunzebit. Through the cold wind high in the sky, Piccolo kept flying forward, but after a while, he suddenly sensed a very familiar breath below.

In the martial arts hall, the already aged Wu Taidou was furious, one on his left and right hands, carrying the two disciples who were not successful, and threw them out fiercely, scolding: "One knows how to cheat and abduct, and the other knows how to harass women!" Sooner or later, I'm going to be by the two of you! How can I teach you two bastards! Wu Tian, are you still here with me hippie smiley? Do you think that's what happens if you're a diviner? Kneel for me! You two are not allowed to eat for three days! ……”

High in the sky, Piccolo watched quietly, with no intention of going down to reminisce. It wasn't until Wu Taidou got tired of beating and scolding that he shook his hands and left, leaving his two disciples kneeling in the courtyard with skillful skills...... Piccolo withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at the distant sky, and after a while, finally flew away.

In the corridor of the Martial Arts Hall, the elderly Wu Taidou looked at the sky and did not speak for a long time.

****

After a hundred years, standing in the square of the temple again, the piccolo is already in a completely different mood.

"Hello." Mr. Bobo, however, is still completely unchanged from a hundred years ago.

Piccolo's face was strained, and his eyes wandered.

Mr. Bobo pointed upward, reminding him to look up.

"Sure enough, the threshold has been broken!" The white-robed immortal floating above his head was leaning over to observe the piccolo, and said playfully, "Is it different from Wu Taidou......

"God ......," Piccolo muttered to himself.

Wang Chao fell in front of him and asked, "When did you feel your strength increasing rapidly?" ”

He wasn't always paying attention to Piccolo, either. He also has his own practice to do...... After more than 100 years, it was only after intermittent that the remaining 1% of the brain cells were finally "refined"! Now, Wang Chao is only 2% short of his eyes, and he can completely transform the cells of his whole body into G cells equivalent to gods, immortal cells!

Piccolo sweated from his forehead, and he found that he had not changed anything from more than a hundred years ago, looking at the god in front of him, it was still like looking at the air, staring at a ray of sunshine.

It was as if he was standing near a huge sun, and with his small existence, he could not see the boundary of the sun at all......

"God ......," he lowered his head in a dejected manner, unable to answer the question, and asked in disappointment, "is it because I ...... Was it a demon from the beginning? So I was wrong from the start......"

Wang Chao endured the thought of a question mark popping up in his head, sighed speechlessly, and said angrily: "What are you thinking!" If I thought so, I would have killed you directly when I was in Yunzebit. Instead of having kindly invited you ......" Piccolo looked up suddenly, surprised with surprise, surprised with surprise, surprised with dazed, is it ...... Is it because God refused to go with Him at that time, that he kept me out of the door again and again?

Of course, Wang Chao will not read other people's hearts anytime and anywhere, he raised his hand and stretched out his finger to the piccolo, which frightened the latter's whole body.

But this time, Wang Chao just lightly tapped the center of Piccolo's eyebrows and reminded: "Since you have found your own problem, you will find a way to solve it yourself!" How could you not think of such a simple thing? ”

Piccolo was still immersed in the panic that he had just faced this finger of God, and was completely unable to raise up the power to resist...... At this time, when I heard Wang Chao say this, I couldn't help but say blankly: "But, I'm already a demon......

Wang Chao now understood why the Great Elder of Namek Star in the comics called this genius dragon clan stupid.

Or is it ...... Piccolo, who was invaded by demonic energy, was blinded to some extent in his mind, so he forgot some of his own characteristics for a while? Then when it came to the division of man and demon, the side of man became an earth immortal, did he remember his special skills? Wang Chao shook his head, too lazy to continue playing guessing with him, and directly reminded: "Dragon Ball!" How about it, when you hear this word, do you think of something? ”

Piccolo visibly shuddered, pupils constricted.

"You are the dragon genius of Namek," Wang Chao said softly, "You just need to remember your innate talent......

A talent connected to the dragon realm. Wang Chao looked at the sky and suddenly thought: The first time he met the old man of the dragon god, the old man was ...... Is that extra kind to him?

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Wu Taidou: 180

Piccolo: 18000

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