Piccolo flew to the base of the Lookout and began flying upward along the pillar. He passed Adult Karin, who saw him flying up and understood roughly what was going on.
Piccolo flew up to the Lookout and changed into a set of clothes. Mr. Popo saw him arrive and felt extremely nervous. Just then, Kami came over.
Piccolo and Kami stood facing each other. Mr. Popo watched them anxiously as Piccolo got straight to the point. "You know why I'm here, don't you?"
Kami was nervous too. "I know! Originally, you and I... No! I should say that your father and I were one being. I know what you're thinking!"
Piccolo gave a cold snort. "All the better!" "I never thought there'd come a day when we'd be one again." But Piccolo refused to call it that. "It's not becoming one. I just need you to increase my power. Your only purpose now is the Dragon Balls."
Kami was deeply saddened by those words, though they struck a chord. "You're right. At some point, the gap between our powers began to widen. In the face of one powerful enemy after another, my strength has become insignificant."
Hearing Kami speak so dejectedly, Mr. Popo hurried to encourage him. "Kami! That's not true! You have your own duties as Kami—" "That's enough, Mr. Popo!"
"Trunks, who took out Frieza and his son in an instant, and Vegeta, who's even stronger than Trunks, were both badly hurt when they fought the Androids. Even if Son Goten has recovered, I'm afraid the result would be the same!"
"So the time has finally come for the Demon King and Kami to become one again." Piccolo looked at Kami's back. "That's right. Earth doesn't need a Kami now. It needs a powerful warrior who can