Piccolo's Battle

The moment he stepped out of the water-repelling field.

Gravity three times that of Earth, coupled with the unfathomable water pressure of the deep sea, bore down on Piccolo's shoulders.

His body sank uncontrollably, his feet crushing a patch of luminous coral.

The seawater was extremely dense.

Every swing of his arm had to overcome tons of resistance.

Piccolo didn't waste time adapting.

He bent his legs, the veins on his green skin bulging visibly.

Ki flames couldn't burn fully underwater, forming only a thin white Ki shield clinging to his body.

He shot forward like a cannonball, breaking through the water towards Ball God Two's jaw.

A simple punch.

No charge-up, prioritizing maximum initial speed.

Ball God Two's electronic eyes detected Piccolo's movement.

Although its underlying logic restricted its directive to actively hunt Namekians, its self-defense mechanism immediately took over when the target posed a lethal threat.

It didn't dodge.

Its large mechanical hand gripped the metal shaft of the giant trident, crudely sweeping it sideways.

The massive trident blade cut through the seawater, creating a white vacuum trail.

Piccolo's punch missed its target. He could only twist his waist in mid-air, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

A dull impact sound spread underwater.

Piccolo felt as if his arms had been hit head-on by a mountain range, his bones grinding with a teeth-chattering sound.

He tumbled underwater for over a dozen rotations, breaking three thick stone pillars before he could barely stabilize himself.

Such terrifying brute force.

Piccolo's hands trembled slightly. He re-examined the opponent before him.

This robot's strength far surpassed the regular Dabra, even faintly touching the threshold of Super Saiyan Level 2.

Combined with the home-field advantage of the seabed, its actual combat power was elevated by another tier.

Ball God Two, having