Hearing Gohan's unhesitating answer, Piccolo felt completely reassured, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
An indescribable thrill surged through his body, racing through every blood vessel and every inch of marrow!
It was the longing for the goal of "revival," now so close at hand, within reach!
He smiled. "As for the third wish, you can decide for yourselves! I'm counting on you, Gohan!"
"Don't worry, Uncle Piccolo!" Gohan replied readily and decisively.
He clenched his fists, thrilled beyond measure. "It's great that Uncle Piccolo can come!"
Krillin reminded them, "Let's wait until his two wishes have been granted first!"
As he spoke, he turned and shouted at Dende, "Dende! The first wish is to revive Piccolo... the Namekians on this planet!"
Dende nodded without another word. "Piccolo, understood!"
"@#￥%＆*!!!" Facing Shenron, Dende spread his arms and rattled off a long string of Namekian words.
Shenron nodded loftily. "No problem... your wish has been granted."
At the same time, beneath the spaceship some distance away.
The sleeping Vegeta suddenly jolted awake.
A powerful warning kept rising from within his body!
He sprang to his feet, his face grave.
"Someone's here... Their power level is incredibly strong! Is it Frieza?!"
Then he saw the scene before him and froze again.
"What's going on? Why is it pitch-black? This planet shouldn't have nighttime!"
Following the darkness, he turned his head, and something entered the corner of his vision.
It was the Shenron the others had just summoned.
In the night, Shenron's enormous body gleamed, looking ridiculously impressive.
Vegeta was shocked when he saw it. "What is that?!"
"That monster... looks kind of familiar?"
He suddenly thought of a possibility and quickly looked down at the ground beneath his feet.
Just as expected.
"The Dragon Balls are gone! Kakarot's son is