Kami's Lookout on.
In the center of the dark golden light pillar, Mr. Popo's body began to change.
It's not a change in appearance. He's still as short and as fat.
The headscarf is still white and the vest is still red.
But everything inside him has changed.
The Laws fragments of the Third Eye of the Demon Realm are being released like Supernova Explosion at the bottom of his soul.
Each fragment carries ancient information that was forcibly stripped and sealed hundreds of millions of years ago.
These Laws fragments were originally removed from his body.
Back then, when Mr. Popo burned all its origins and used itself as a lock to suppress the Evil Demon King that swallowed the universe,
His Demonic Authority shattered into countless nodes, scattered Three Layers of the Demon Realm.
Now, the core part Laws has finally returned to his body through the third Third Eye of the Demon Realm.
The fragment recognized its host.
The host also thought of the fragment.
The separation of hundreds of millions of years was completely eliminated in the embrace of reunion after a long absence.
Krillin stands three steps in front of Mr. Popo.
His Full-Dimensional Perception has been opened to the extreme, like the most precise instrument, watching everything that is happening in Mr. Popo's body.
Those Laws fragments offer no resistance.
They tamely, even with joyful emotions, rushed back to the soul core of Mr. Popo,
Layer by layer, the bottomless holes left by the burning are being filled.
Every time a place is filled, Mr. Popo's soul level increases exponentially.
Ten dimensions.
Fifty dimensions.
One hundred dimensions.
The speed is getting faster and faster.
The Martial Dao True God core of Krillin began to vibrate and resonate spontaneously.
Will of Martial Arts is responding to some ancient, equivalent existence.
At this moment, an ancient picture appeared in the sky above Kami's Lookout.
That is the structure of Kami's Lookout itself, which was completely activated during the awakening process of Mr. Popo.
The memory belonging to the creator buried deep in the core of the building is forcibly projected into reality.
The entire dome above Kami's Lookout turned into an endless silver curtain.
The picture spread out from the center to all directions, forcing the souls of Krillin and Piccolo into the forgotten Primordial Time.
First screen:
Chaos.
In the endless darkness, there are only three lights.
The light on the far left is turquoise, soft and vast, full of life and hope.
In the light, there is the outline of a giant dragon whose majesty cannot be described in words.
The dragon's body is wrapped with countless tiny points of light, which are the purest wishes coming from the universe.
Men's, women's, children's, one after another, endless.
The light in the middle is pure white, extremely sharp, as if it is the aggregate of all "wills" in the universe.
A figure stood in the light, with a casual posture and broad shoulders.
The pure white light radiated outwards from his body, and its mere existence made the surrounding chaos retreat and retreat, not daring to get any closer.
The light on the far right is dark gold.
In the light stood a short figure, wrapped in a turban.
The dark golden light does not expand outward like the first two, but converges extremely inward, condensing it into a very small but infinitely dense point.
At that point, nothing is excluded.
When chaos approaches it, it will not be pushed away, but will be silently accepted, transformed, and then integrated into itself.
Three rays of light stood side by side in the center of chaos, illuminating the boundaries of the entire nascent universe.
Piccolo's Dragon God Source is completely crazy at this moment.
The gem at the top of Staff burst out with bright orange-gold light like the sun, and the entire Staff made an overwhelming hum, and the staff trembled violently.
Piccolo was holding on to the stick with both hands, and the veins on his forehead were protruding. He used all his strength to prevent Staff from flying out.
The Hydrangea Tree totem behind him all lights up.
Every branch, every leaf, every flower is shining, and the outline of the tree crown is clearly revealed from under the white robe, as if it is about to break out of the robe and worship.
Because the green dragon in the picture is Salama!
Dragon God Source had the most primitive and profound resonance when he saw the reverberation of his true source.
The Martial Dao True God core in Krillin's body is also responding violently at an unprecedented frequency.
That pure white light and shadow, that figure standing casually, followed the same path as his martial arts, the same frequency resonance that spanned hundreds of millions of years of time and space.
The martial arts of Zhaltin and the martial arts of Krillin, at this moment, looked at each other for an instant across the long river of epochs.
Krillin's fists were clenched unconsciously in his sleeves.
He seemed to see another version of himself, standing alone at the end of time.
Second screen:
Three lights join forces to fight against a huge, crawling darkness.
The darkness had no fixed shape and no sound.
Just by its existence, the world in the picture begins to collapse.
The stars shattered in front of it, Laws broke in front of it, and time bent and knotted in front of it.
The three rays of light struggled with the darkness for a long, long time.
The picture was incomplete, with many fragments broken into a flickering mosaic.
But the remaining parts are shocking enough.
The green light turned into a chain of cause and effect, entangling the dark body.
The pure white light turned into the divine nail of will, driving into the core of darkness.
The dark golden light turns into a cutting line that cuts off all things, cutting off all connections between darkness and the outside world.
Three Locks, a seal.
Third screen:
The seal is completed.
Green and pure white light soars upward, crosses the boundaries of the painting, and disappears into some unperceivable, higher level.
Only the dark golden light remained in place.
It is getting darker and smaller.
From a vast dark golden mass that could envelop the galaxy, it finally shrank into a weak fire like a candle in the wind.
The fire has been drifting in the endless darkness for a long, long time.
Finally, it landed on a blue, tiny planet.
Earth.
The screen ends here.
The screen on the dome shattered and dissipated like a mirror, and the stone bricks of Kami's Lookout returned to their original gray-white color.
The beam of light is still soaring into the sky, but that memory that shocked the soul is over.
Piccolo's breathing is as heavy as a bellows.
Staff is still trembling slightly, but he doesn't care anymore.
He stared at the point where the dome disappeared, opening and closing his lips several times silently.
Salama.
Dragon God.
his source.
The turquoise light and the outline of the giant dragon in the picture have become eternal marks, deeply engraved into the deepest part of his Dragon God Source.
Krillin's fist slowly loosened.
Martial Dao True God The resonance in the core continued, but he suppressed it forcefully.
Mr. Popo's dark golden light beam began to converge.
From the surging waterfall of light, it gradually turned into a stable light flow, and then shrunk from the light flow into a layer of light film attached to his body surface.
The ascent of the soul's status is still continuing.
Five hundred dimensions.
Seven hundred dimensions.
Eight hundred and fifty dimensions.
Krillin was counting silently in his heart.
Nine hundred dimensions.
Nine hundred and fifty dimensions.
Between Mr. Popo's eyebrows, that Third Eye of the Demon Realm has completely integrated into the skin.
Only an exquisite and ancient dark gold diamond-shaped coat of arms was left between the eyebrows.
Nine hundred and eighty dimensions.
Nine hundred and ninety dimensions.
The light film completely disappears from the body surface.
All the dark golden light was taken back into Mr. Popo's body, without even a trace leaking out.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine dimensions.
In Krillin's mind, the system panel jumped out to the final judgment, which was simple and powerful.
[Mr. Popo. Ancient Demon Sovereign. Soul personality has been restored.]
[Current dimension evaluation: 999 Dimensions.]
[Status: Perfect Form.]