The creature came and went in a flash. Its huge black hand was struck by its own Mad Dragon Drill.
In an instant, the violent force drilled the black hand to pieces. As blood rained down from the sky, the sight was truly chilling.
This was an absolutely terrifying attack. No one could withstand it.
But afterward, Son Goten saw that the hand had been torn apart.
Yet the opponent's attack still refused to stop. The huge black hand came from somewhere deeper.
There had to be something incredibly terrifying in that place, using its power to influence everything around them. They were horrifying, fearsome, and crazed.
What exactly were these creatures? They were surely waiting silently nearby for him to arrive. Son Goten, of course, felt no fear and kicked out at once.
The Kaioken greatly boosted his power.
When he used the Kaioken, his strength, skill, and speed could all increase exponentially. If he could reach a hundredfold Kaioken, its power would be unmatched.
But he still felt a vague sense of unease in his heart. He was certain of one thing.
Someone had to be attacking his base. This unease had come on suddenly, but at just the right moment.
He was sure Karik II had always been a madman and would never abandon his desire for revenge. Even though he had signed an alliance with Son Goten, he would absolutely betray it.
That was simply the kind of person he was.
After smashing the terrifying black hand in front of him, even more energy surged toward Son Goten.
He immediately realized that the energy was squeezing his body.
He didn't think he'd provoked this thing.
Son Goten couldn't make sense of it himself.
But in truth, countless ties of cause and effect existed beyond the veil.