The Shock of Power

There are actually such experts on Earth.

Piccolo couldn't figure out the mysterious man who had suddenly appeared before him, and a shadow immediately fell over his mind when he faced him.

With such a powerful figure on Earth, when will he be able to clear away all obstacles and achieve world domination?

Suddenly, Piccolo noticed a brown tail around the other person's waist. His eyes narrowed to a slit, and his heart skipped a beat as he thought of Goku, the one who killed King Piccolo.

"This person has a tail just like Goku. Could he be related to Goku?" Piccolo's eyes flashed with hatred for Goku, and a brutal energy rose from his body.

Huh!

Sensing a slight increase in Piccolo's energy, Roland looked at him calmly with a hint of surprise, then nodded. "Hmm, his combat power has increased somewhat compared to before, and it's almost broken through to 300 combat power."

"You're an accomplice of Goku? Perfect, I'll kill you first to reduce obstacles to my future world domination."

A cold smile appeared on Piccolo's lips, and a surge of murderous intent burst forth like a flood. In an instant, a sudden gust of wind swept across the vast mountains, and the endless snowflakes, before they could even touch the ground, were vaporized by the heat emanating from the energy.

With a whoosh, Piccolo crouched slightly, and instantly, a burst of violent power erupted from the soles of his feet.

A hurricane swept up, causing a section of the ground to collapse, and Piccolo's body suddenly transformed into a bolt of lightning, shooting forward at breakneck speed.

They quickly arrived in front of Roland.

Then he clenched his fist and launched a fierce attack.

Faced with Piccolo's aggressive attack, Roland frowned slightly, and the next second, she responded with a cold expression.

He suddenly extended a finger, then slowly placed it in front of him, and with a "ding," his finger landed squarely on Piccolo's fist.

The frenzied attack came to an abrupt halt.

A gust of wind blew away the force of the attack, and Piccolo was horrified to find that his body could not move forward an inch.

A cold sweat immediately broke out.

"How is that possible?!"

"It does have some Demon Clan aura mixed in, so it's not a pure Warrior-type Namekian yet." Roland looked at Piccolo calmly.

Although Piccolo possesses the physical characteristics of Namekian, he cannot be considered Namekian in essence. This is because his predecessor, King Piccolo, was formed from the evil thoughts within Kami's heart and belonged to the Demon Clan. Piccolo inherited most of King Piccolo's power, so the Demon Clan component in his body is greater than the Namekian component, Namekian Bloodline is suppressed to some extent.

If the Namekian cannot control the Demon Clan power within them, their full potential cannot be awakened.

Then, he flicked his finger forward very casually.

Piccolo's expression froze in terror. He felt an overwhelming force acting on him, and the next second, the world spun around him as he was sent flying backward.

It crashed straight into a mountain peak, sending rocks tumbling down as it fell to the ground with Piccolo.

"How could this happen?" Piccolo was utterly shocked and furious, his throat suddenly dry.

What he found even harder to accept than the physical pain was that he couldn't even withstand a single move from his opponent.

"No, impossible! This person is even more terrifying than Goku. Although Goku could easily defeat my predecessor, he was at most only slightly stronger than me now. But this person in front of me is completely impossible to deal with!"

"What exactly happened on Earth in these three hundred years? Why are monstrous figures emerging one after another from our weak humankind?"

Piccolo had been brimming with confidence, believed his strength had surpassed Goku's and was preparing to lead his men in a counterattack, plunging the world back into the shadow of the Demon Clan. However, Roland's appearance dealt him a heavy blow. He suddenly realized that his pride and joy were utterly insignificant in the face of a true powerhouse.

Let alone ruling the world, just surviving would be a stroke of luck.

"Wrong. This Earth is not what it was three hundred years ago, and humanity is no longer a weak and vulnerable species."

"If this person had appeared before the Great Demon King eight months ago, the Demon Clan would have been the ones truly terrified... No wonder that old Kami never showed up; it turns out there's such a powerful figure on Earth." Piccolo's face was ashen, as if he had missed an era.

"Master..." The Sharp-Beaked Demon cried out in alarm upon seeing Piccolo's miserable defeat, but dared only hide behind a rock and watch cautiously.

"Who exactly are you?" Piccolo endured the excruciating pain as he got up from the ground.

"Roland, Saiyan from the fighting race."

"Roland... a warrior race?" Piccolo's eyes widened as he stared intently at the other's unbelievable power, his bloodshot eyes fixed on him. "Goku is also Saiyan?"

"That's right."

Piccolo looked utterly miserable. "So that's how it is. I had no idea when a warrior race called the Saiyan appeared on Earth. With you guys around, ruling the world is a ridiculous idea."

"It's ridiculous; Earth is just a tiny speck in the universe."

The universe is vast and full of stars, and there are countless low-level planets like Earth. The number of such planets under the control of the Sephiria Force alone is unknown. In Roland's eyes, the struggle for such a planet is insignificant.

"So what do you plan to do next? Kill me and rid the world of this menace?"

"I don't have such thoughts."

Roland looked at Piccolo with a faint smile.

"I came here just to see you. Now that I've seen you, I naturally have to leave. Oh, and before I go, I have a gift for you... I hope you can accept it." Roland looked at Piccolo with interest, suddenly increasing his imposing manner.

"What?" Piccolo was stunned.

Suddenly, a mountain-like, majestic energy surged down, as if he were in a vast ocean. Piccolo felt as if his body no longer belonged to him, and his soul was frozen by this power. Rumble! The immense force continued to increase, several thunderous roars echoed in the sky, and the ground cracked under the high pressure.

Crackling sounds filled the air as more and more cracks appeared in the ground, and broken stones fell one after another, crushing Piccolo to the ground.

Gritting his teeth, Knu to straighten up, but it felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making it impossible for him to move...

A few seconds later, Roland glanced at the panting Piccolo, quietly withdrew his aura, and his figure became blurry.

"There are countless powerful beings in the universe. Earth is but a small corner of the world. What does it mean to dominate Earth? This is a warning to you..."

After a long while, Piccolo got up from the ground, drenched in sweat. For a moment, he felt as if his soul had been torn apart. When he turned around, he found that there was no one around. The expert named Roland had disappeared without a trace.

"What a terrifying person!!"

A complex look flashed in Piccolo's eyes as he muttered to himself, "What exactly does he mean? Is it just to teach me a lesson?"

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