The End of King Piccolo
The West City.
The chaos spread here. Several hours had passed since King Piccolo declared his world domination. In the preceding hours, King Piccolo had destroyed several medium-sized cities near the Royal Capital. With the latest draw, West City was listed as the place to be destroyed.
At this time, West City was in complete chaos. The wealthy fled in jet planes, while ordinary people drove away from the city. The large-scale movement of people paralyzed the entire city.
On the suspended overpasses, vehicles were jammed together like long dragons, many cars had crashed into each other and were billowing black smoke, drivers were arguing, and sirens and horns were blaring all around.
In the face of disaster, all of humanity's negative emotions are revealed.
Looking at the scene, Krillin couldn't help but sigh. Then, his body moved like a nimble monkey, leaping between buildings. With a tap of his toes, a flash of light appeared, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared on another building a hundred meters away.
"I hope this situation ends soon."
"We hope to get in touch with Goku and the others as soon as possible."
With that thought in mind, Krillin quickened his pace. Just then, the cries from afar caught his attention. He looked in that direction and his eyes narrowed instantly. A monster covered in green scales had appeared in the center of the city and was attacking people fleeing through the crowd.
"The Demon Clan have arrived in the West City so quickly..."
Krillin's expression hardened, but he quickly relaxed upon realizing it wasn't King Piccolo's army that had arrived. This green Demon Clan was merely a minor figure King Piccolo had sent to disrupt human order; its strength wasn't particularly great.
At this moment, the Demon Clan were chasing the fleeing crowd, but they were mainly attacking a purple-haired woman. The others were not attacked much. When they got closer, they realized that the woman being attacked was Ranfan, whom they had met in the two World Martial Arts Tournament. She was a very alluring purple-haired woman.
Ranfan is not in a good position. She has multiple injuries and blood is dripping from the corner of her mouth.
Seeing this, Krillin quickly unleashed a Kamehameha to block the Demon Clan's attack for Ranfan.
Bang!
Ki Blast swept past Ranfan, causing a burst of fire to rise in front of her. Then, a figure of moderate height appeared before her and quickly killed the Demon Clan who was attacking her.
"It's you!"
Ranfan was startled to see that the person who saved her was the same person who had defeated her twice in the World Martial Arts Tournament. She then leaned towards him.
"How did you get targeted by the Demon Clan?" Krillin asked.
"I didn't know. It had been chasing me for a long time. Luckily, you took care of it. Thank you."
"Oh, you're welcome."
Krillin immediately understood what was going on. Ranfan was a contestant in two World Martial Arts Tournament, and her name must have been on King Piccolo's kill list long ago. Now that most martial artists have met with tragic ends, it's already quite remarkable that she has survived this long.
In a way, Ranfan's personality is similar to Bulma's; both are kind-hearted. Before the fourth match of the 21st World Martial Arts Tournament in the original work, Goku hadn't appeared, and everyone searched for him. She was the first to find him and inform the others. Aside from using some underhanded tactics in battle, she's essentially a pretty good person, just like Bulma in the early stages—not exactly serious.
"Young man, could I follow you for a while? The world isn't very safe right now."
Ranfan's strength partly relies on her charm, but this tactic doesn't work against the Demon Clan. She knows that Krillin is stronger than her, and only by getting close to him can she feel safe.
Krillin thought for a moment, realizing that there weren't many martial artists left, and if they didn't band together, they might be wiped out one by one. He nodded, "Let's go together then. I'm going to Capsule Corporation."
"The Capsule Corporation, huh? I know it. Let's go together!"
Ranfan tossed her purple curly hair and walked ahead. Krillin stared at her graceful figure for a moment, then quickly followed.
When they arrived at the Capsule Corporation, they found the atmosphere there so peaceful that it didn't seem like the end of the world at all. Mrs. Brief was sitting in the garden, basking in the sun with her pet, calmly sipping a cup of coffee, seemingly unconcerned about what was happening outside.
Unbeknownst to Krillin, the entire villa was filled with Battle Robot unique to the Sephiria Force. Normally disguised like statues, they could easily destroy an entire civilization when unleashed.
After explaining their purpose, Mrs. Brief put down her coffee. "So you're here to see Goku and Bulma!"
"Bulma and the others are out and about, so they're usually hard to contact. Wait a minute, they left behind a special Communicator; I'll go find it for you."
With Mrs. Brief's help, Krillin finally managed to contact Goku. It turned out that at that time, Goku others were on Mount Paozu and had no idea that King Piccolo had appeared outside.
"Oh, so much happened. I understand. I'll go take care of King Piccolo right now."
"Wait, Goku King Piccolo is very powerful, don't act alone..."
But before Krillin could finish speaking, the phone went silent. Krillin's face was filled with anxiety. "Oh no, Goku must have gone to find King Piccolo. How could he possibly be a match for him alone!"
"Don't worry, Kid Goku is very powerful."
Mrs. Brief petted her pet, seemingly unconcerned.
"Goku is the champion of the World Martial Arts Tournament, he should be fine!" Ranfan wasn't very clear about Goku's strength, but she was sure he was much stronger than herself.
Krillin paced back and forth, feeling uneasy. After much deliberation, he decided he had to stop Goku. Just then, Mrs. Brief turned on the television and pointed to the screen, "Look, Kid Goku is already facing off against that demon king!"
"It really is Goku!" Ranfan exclaimed.
Krillin, feeling dizzy, exclaimed in disbelief, "How could it be so fast? It's only been a few minutes, how did Goku get to the Royal Capital?"
What happened next left Krillin dumbfounded. Goku was quickly engaged in a fierce battle with King Piccolo, and it was a one-sided, brutal defeat. King Piccolo was no match for Goku and was soon in dire straits.
"Goku's strength is actually that great?!"
Krillin found it hard to believe, but the images on television were undeniably convincing. Watching overpasses and skyscrapers collapse and be destroyed in their battle, Krillin felt a surge of excitement.
Soon the battle spread to the entire city. The Royal Capital was already half destroyed, collapsed completely, like a sculpture made of sand. In the fierce battle, King Piccolo exhausted all his power to release Ki Blast, but it was blocked by Goku, who punched him through the body.
"I actually lost to a human..."
King Piccolo's face was filled with astonishment before he died, and then turned to ashes in a violent explosion.
Through the camera, this shocking scene was shown to everyone. At this moment, people all over the world knew that a martial artist who looked like a teenager had stepped forward to defeat King Piccolo and save the world.
"Wow, that's amazing! It's not special effects; they can actually launch rockets from their hands..."
"That's not a rocket, that's a martial arts Ki Blast, a technique only advanced martial artists can unleash. That boy is Goku, a disciple of the 'God of Martial Arts,' Master Roshi, and the champion of the World Martial Arts Tournament!"
"As expected of the world's number one, he actually defeated King Piccolo."
Everyone was discussing it enthusiastically, some with excitement at surviving a disaster, others with gratitude towards Goku for saving the world. Some people who weren't familiar with martial arts realized then that humans could become so powerful after practicing martial arts.