The tattered remains of the martial arts uniform slowly sank in the murky, dark green seawater.
A strange transformation was occurring on Piccolo's emerald-green skin, which was covered in bloodstains and deep purple-red wounds.
His emerald-green body was completely exposed to the bone-chilling deep sea.
His muscles began to swell, and the red veins beneath his skin bulged prominently, his blood surging wildly under extreme pressure.
Those traits, previously hidden in the depths of his soul, converged entirely in this instant.
Kami's compassionate detachment from worldly affairs and the Great Demon King's brutality in slaughtering all living beings—these two opposing wills achieved a balance, catalyzed by extreme pressure and pure humiliation.
Piccolo slowly extended both arms flat to his sides.
All ten fingers spread wide.
The technique, originally meant for only the index and middle fingers, was now unleashed with unreserved full power.
Directly in front of his ten fingertips, the water began to bend irregularly, and then, ten bright points of light ignited simultaneously.
These were ten extremely fine, spiraling vortexes of energy.
The five fingers of his left hand were wreathed in a pale gold spiral, representing the purifying power of divinity;
The five fingers of his right hand were entwined with a dark purple spiral, belonging to the primal essence of the demon race.
The moment these ten high-frequency energy streams formed, they forcefully pushed the surrounding, highly dense seawater several meters away, creating a spherical vacuum field.
"Special Beam Cannon... Scatter Shot!"
Piccolo squeezed out a few syllables from the depths of his throat. The sound, muffled by the water, was incredibly dull but carried an unyielding, never-give-up resolve.
Across from him, Ball God No. 2 was not idle.
Its sensors detected the ten terrifying energy sources ahead, and the system's danger rating immediately spiked to