Piccolo stared at Krillin, frowning.
"Restore Mr. Popo's memory?"
Mr. Popo stood at the door.
The tea tray is held in the hand, and the water in the cup is swaying lightly.
He has a dark face, round eyes, a neat turban, and a spotless red vest.
There was a flash of fear in those usually empty eyes.
fleeting.
Several people present could see it clearly.
Mr. Popo's fingers clasped the edge of the tea tray, and his voice was smooth.
"Mr. Krillin, this wish..."
Piccolo strode forward.
"Krillin, wait."
Krillin tilted her head to look at him.
Piccolo looks directly at Mr. Popo.
"Mr. Popo has been with Lookout for a long time. He has taken care of Old Kami, he has taken care of Dende, and he has never mentioned his past."
Krillin nodded.
"That's why we need to find out."
Piccolo's voice deepened. "What if he forgot it voluntarily?"
Mr. Popo lowered his head.
The tea tray is slightly tilted.
A drop of tea hit the stone brick.
Snap.
Krillin looked at Mr. Popo.
"Do you want to remember?"
Mr. Popo Silence.
Kami's Lookout is completely silent.
Golden Shenron is hovering at high altitude, and Dragon Scales is opening and closing.
It's reading the wish target.
The huge dragon body shook violently.
The golden light shattered the clouds, and the dragon roared low.
Golden Shenron lowered his huge head and his voice was dry.
"Krillin-sama... this wish is extremely difficult."
Krillin raised his eyes.
"Why?"
Golden Shenron's eyes lit up red, and the dragon's body began to bear the weight of the backlash.
"Because the level of Mr. Popo is too high, it is very difficult to recover."
Krillin looks directly at Golden Shenron.
"Is there any other way?"
Golden Shenron lowered his head.
This time it didn't answer immediately.
The star patterns inside Dragon Balls rotate crazily.
The golden sea of clouds was pressed down tightly, and countless golden ripples rolled out from the edge of Kami's Lookout.
Golden Shenron finally spoke.
"I'd like to try it for you."
Piccolo shouted sharply, "Shenron, if it hurts Mr. Popo's soul, stop it immediately!"
Golden Shenron looked at Piccolo.
"Dragon God Piccolo, if the target soul resists, the wishing process will be automatically cut off."
Krillin spoke calmly.
"Okay, let's get started."
Golden Shenron The breath of riot suddenly calmed down.
With the support of True God, no matter how dangerous the rules are, they can't turn the world upside down.
Mr. Popo finally raised his head.
The fear in the round eyes is still there.
"Mr. Krillin, I..."
Krillin walked up to Mr. Popo.
"If you don't want you to recover, you can stop now."
Mr. Popo lowered his head.
After a few seconds, he knelt down and placed the tea tray smoothly on the ground.
The teacups are arranged neatly, with the handles pointing in exactly the same direction.
After doing this, he stood up straight again.
Mr. Popo raised his head.
"Mr. Popo wants to know."
Krillin nodded.
"Start."
Golden Shenron looks up to the sky and roars.
The roar of the dragon soared into the sky.
The golden Laws light beam fell from the sky, roughly penetrating the sky above Lookout, and completely covering Mr. Popo.
Piccolo spread his arms, and the orange Dragon God Aura exploded, turning into a semicircular shield to block Vomi and Ailins from behind.
Ailins frowned.
"This energy intensity far exceeds the sum of the first two wishes."
Piccolo warned coldly, "Back off!"
The Dragon God Power in his body was surging uncontrollably.
The breath of Mr. Popo forcibly awakened the ancient resonance deep in Dragon God Source.
Shenron is a masterpiece of light.
Lookout floor tiles cracked, and dark golden lines spread out layer by layer with Mr. Popo as the center.
Mr. Popo stood in the center of the light beam, with dense and complex divine patterns appearing on the surface of his dark skin.
That is not the text of Earth’s Kami.
It is not the engraving of Namek Dragon Clan.
It carries the atmosphere of extremely confused time.
So ancient that it exceeds the scope of current records of the universe.
Ailins stared at the divine pattern, breathing rapidly.
"This is a bit like Demon Realm Laws."
Vomi asked, "Have you seen it?"
"Maybe I've seen it."
Ailins's tone was very tight.
"But it's countless times older than Demon Realm's Current Laws."
Krillin stands at the front with his hands behind his back.
The golden beam of light was three feet in front of him, and instantly dispersed and dispersed automatically.
He didn't take action.
Forcible intervention will only crush Mr. Popo's soul and memory fragments together.
Golden Shenron's eyes glowed red.
Mr. Popo's body began to tremble violently.
Dark gold divine patterns covered his arms, neck, and finally covered his forehead.
The funny round eyes are profound and boundless under the golden light.
Mr. Popo's shadow is infinitely elongated in the light column.
Layers of overlapping shadows spread out behind him.
Magnificent Ancient Palace.
A huge dragon shadow occupying the void.
And Ancient Battlefield, which is filled with evil spirits.
The picture is fragmented.
As soon as it emerged, it was forcibly erased by Sealing Laws.
Golden Shenron roared, grabbing those pictures and pulling them back from the void gap.
Piccolo groaned.
Dragon God Power went berserk inside the body, and a large orange-gold light spot exploded on the edge of the shield.
Golden Shenron's golden scales stand upright, Laws's runes are overloaded and light up.
"Master Krillin... there is a force that is resisting!"
Krillin raised his right hand at will.
An invisible True God Field instantly covered Shenron and Mr. Popo.
"Go on, I'll help you."
Golden Shenron The pressure dropped suddenly, and the sound of the dragon's roar rose again.
The light beam expanded exponentially.
Kami's Lookout is shaking violently.
The stone pillars roared at a low frequency, and the surrounding sea of clouds was pressed into a golden vortex by the violent airflow.
Mr. Popo At his feet, dark gold divine patterns intertwined into a huge circular array.
There is a strange symbol engraved in the center of the array.
In the golden light, Mr. Popo issued a series of whispers.
No pain.
It's more like responding to some kind of call across time and space.
More dark gold lines emerged from his body and submerged into his skin.
Every cycle of interaction forcibly pulls out a dusty fragment of memory.
The screen expands.
There is a pitch black Lookout suspended in the depths of the void.
A huge figure with glowing red eyes.
The screen suddenly collapsed.
Golden Shenron roared in pain.
Dragon Balls The golden light dimmed instantly.
Golden Shenron mobilize all remaining strength.
Two red lights shot out from the dragon's eyes and hit Mr. Popo's forehead accurately.
The power of resistance finally opened a crack.
A huge amount of memory fragments surged out.
Ancient starry sky.
Endless nothingness.
A terrifying figure entrenched on the unknown shore.
There were three people standing in front of him.
One is wearing a hood.
One with loose black hair.
The other one is wrapped in a headscarf, a bit like Mr. Popo.
Krillin suddenly raised his head.
"Hold on!"
Golden Shenron roared with all his strength.
Laws The light beam expanded to the extreme.
Kami's Lookout Defense Mechanism was fully activated, bursting with dazzling light.
Piccolo The veins on his forehead were throbbing.
Clench your teeth and pour all your strength into the shield.
Mr. Popo stood in the endless light, his eyes completely changed.
Dark golden lines like vast stars flowed through the originally dull pupils.
The body shape has not changed.
But the aura it exudes carries the antiquity and vastness that transcends eras.
Golden Shenron let out a cry of exhaustion.
The golden light dissipated.
Lookout stops vibrating.
The sea of clouds returned to calm.
Golden Shenron occupies the sky, Dragon Scales is dim, and the dragon's whiskers hang down feebly.
The voice was extremely weak.
"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."
It lowered its head and looked at Krillin respectfully.
Krillin Collapse the force field.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Golden Shenron was relieved.
"Well, goodbye everyone, goodbye... Master Krillin."
Seven Dragon Balls soared into the sky.
It turned into seven golden lights and disappeared into the sky.
The sky becomes bright again.
Kami's Lookout It was dead silent.
Piccolo removed the protective shield and locked his eyes firmly on Mr. Popo.
Mr. Popo stood motionless in front of the stone platform.
At your feet is a neatly arranged tea tray.
The tea is already cold.
Piccolo shouted tentatively.
"Mr. Popo?"
No response.
Krillin remained silent.
Under Full-Dimensional Perception, the ancient memories in Mr. Popo's body are being frantically reorganized.
A vast amount of information tried to take over his personality again.
Krillin has locked the soul of Mr. Popo, and will intervene immediately if there are signs of collapse.
But Mr. Popo held on.
This fat, dark servant who had been sweeping the floor and serving tea at Lookout for countless years, his back straightened under the wash of ancient memories.
A full ten minutes passed.
Mr. Popo finally moved.
He slowly raised his head.
The round eyes as deep as the abyss calmly scanned the crowd.
Finally, with a hoarse, extremely weathered voice, he slowly uttered a sentence.
"It turns out... hundreds of millions of years have passed."