"Hmph, did you think I, Piccolo, would let you kill her so easily?" Piccolo radiated murderous intent. To protect Labra Hira Kara, he no longer cared about anything else.
"Oh? Your morale's pretty high when it comes to protecting the girl you love, huh?" White Robe said coldly. "But before me, Apostle Alon Hodefman, all your efforts are useless!"
"I don't believe that!" Piccolo roared, throwing a punch at Apostle Alon Hodefman. Apostle Alon Hodefman merely shifted aside lightly, and the attack missed.
"Don't think I haven't investigated your background, Piccolo," Apostle Alon Hodefman said coldly. "Piccolo, the strongest being on Namek. Your strongest transformation so far is the Super Namekian transformation, whose power is equivalent to the Super Saiyan 2 stage."
Apostle Alon Hodefman paused before continuing coldly, "But I, Apostle Alon Hodefman, am powerful enough to surpass the Super Saiyan 4 stage. Even opponents on Vegeta and Goku's level don't frighten me, much less a cripple like you."
The veins on Piccolo's face bulged. His entire body was green, making those veins all the more conspicuous. His anger had become utterly uncontrollable.
He roared, "Die, Apostle Alon Hodefman!"
His fist stretched all the way toward Apostle Alon Hodefman. The punch carried immense power, yet Apostle Alon Hodefman effortlessly caught his hand. Piccolo stiffened and tried to pull back, but Apostle Alon Hodefman raised his other hand and, with a chop, cleanly severed Piccolo's arm!
"AAAAARGH!" Piccolo screamed. But it was not over yet. Before Piccolo could react, Apostle Alon Hodefman flashed to his side and sneered. "I know you Namekians can regrow severed limbs, but I prepared this."
Apostle Alon Hodefman suddenly scattered a pile of medicinal powder over Piccolo's arm!
"This powder causes tremendous pain when cells divide and grow. If you want to regrow that arm,