The Absorbed Evil

Dodoria's appearance drew everyone's attention, and Piccolo looked at Dodoria's pink flesh with disgust.

The key was the many small bumps, which were even more disgusting than his green skin.

Nail looked at Dodoria with aggressive eyes. This chubby pink person was definitely not as cute as he appeared on the surface.

Dende was full of terror, after all, Dodoria had led the team that killed his entire village. Dandan was killed by Dodoria with a single finger.

Son Gohan and Krillin were also ready to attack at any moment, having witnessed Dodoria's evil deeds.

Slug remained with his eyes closed, an unknown energy enveloping him, causing Slug to fall into a deep sleep.

As expected, it should be the Grand Elder's doing.

Only the Grand Elder possessed such mysterious magic.

Bulma hid behind Son Gohan and Krillin. Dodoria's appearance was simply not to her aesthetic taste, and she instinctively categorized Dodoria as a bad guy.

"Excuse me, beautiful, peerless, and noble lady, do you know where Lord Frieza is? Also, where is this place? Why did I suddenly appear here?"

Dodoria's power level was only 20,000. Among the people present, he could only defeat Krillin, Bulma, and Dende.

Not to mention the Grand Elder's cultivation, his sheer bulk was a bit intimidating.

Dodoria's tone was so good not just because the others could handle him like a toy, but mainly because Bulma was a guest of Lord Frieza.

Although he didn't know why Lord Frieza was interested in this frail woman, it didn't stop Dodoria from trying to curry favor.

As Frieza's number one lackey, he had this much awareness.

Bulma pointed a finger at herself and then asked with a bewildered expression.

"Are you, you ugly thing, asking me?"

After thinking about it, it seemed that the only one present who could be called a lady, young, beautiful, and exuding wealth was her.

Thus, although Bulma still disliked Dodoria, her attitude improved considerably.

"Frieza, Son Goku, and Vegeta are fighting on Planet Namek. This is Earth, and we were all sent back by Shenron."

When Dodoria heard the word "ugly thing," he almost flew into a rage, but thinking of Frieza's terror, he maintained what he considered a gentle smile.

However, when Bulma answered his question, Dodoria's entire being felt terrible.

It seemed he was now more than a hundred thousand miles away from Frieza.

So, Dodoria wanted to use his communicator to contact Lord Frieza.

Before his finger could even touch the communicator, a figure flashed by, and Dodoria felt a lightness in his ear as Piccolo snatched the communicator away.

Crack~~

Piccolo recognized the communicator and wouldn't let Dodoria report back. If some powerful being was alerted, and he, the great demon king of Earth, was killed again, who would he complain to?

"You~ you~ I~ I!"

Dodoria wanted to curse, but he didn't dare.

At this moment, the Grand Elder coughed violently, and everyone's attention was drawn to him.

"Son of Katatz, your name is Piccolo now, isn't it?"

Although Piccolo didn't want to admit it, he knew the Grand Elder was likely telling the truth.

"Yes, my name is Piccolo!"

The Grand Elder squinted, glanced at Slug lying on the ground, and sighed deeply.

"Slug and your father escaped their home planet at the same time, both being Namekians with genius talent!"

"It's a pity that Slug was driven by evil and became a wicked villain who committed all sorts of atrocities! You are luckier than Slug, but you were also divided into good and evil thoughts, and you are the evil thought!"

This was something everyone on Earth knew; the Guardian had explained it before.

"However, I can feel that the evil thought within you has been redeemed, giving you attachments, human emotions, and the willingness to take responsibility for protecting the planet!"

"Cough~ cough~!"

"Grand Elder!"

Nail wanted to stop the Grand Elder from continuing, as his body was too weak.

However, the Grand Elder waved his hand gently and continued.

"Slug's body has been controlled by me through special means. The evil within him is too overbearing, and I cannot seal it for long!"

"Lord Frieza is not here, and neither are Son Goku and Vegeta. Once Slug wakes up, Earth will be destroyed by him, and none of you will be able to stop him!"

To everyone's surprise, the Grand Elder actually mentioned Frieza, and seemed to trust him quite a bit.

It was quite unscientific!

But no one interrupted the Grand Elder. They all knew he was telling the truth and wanted to know what solution he had.

"As the embodiment of evil thoughts, you can control your heart well, which is an opportunity! As long as you absorb the evil within Slug, it will not only strengthen yourself and bring you extremely powerful combat strength, but it will also allow Slug to return to being the purest and kindest Namekian!"

Piccolo was stunned, then overjoyed!

He didn't care about good or evil; as long as he could become stronger, that was enough!

The strength of Vegeta and Son Goku dealt a deep blow to him, making him loathe his own weakness beyond measure.

If he possessed formidable power, he could have resisted Shenron's teleportation just like Vegeta; how else could he have been sent back the moment he arrived on Namek!

This was nothing short of a humiliating disgrace!

A combat power of 78,000 could indeed allow one to walk sideways across the Earth, but in front of Son Goku, this level of power was merely an ant that could be crushed at will!

He was King Piccolo, who had once fought Son Goku to a standstill; how could he ever accept such a reality?

"What must I do!"

King Piccolo's attitude did not exceed the Grand Elder's expectations; he remained the same Grand Elder who embodied wisdom and beauty—cough—mystery.

"Place your hand upon Slug's chest. I will draw his evil into your body; all you must do is maintain control of your heart!"

King Piccolo followed instructions, spreading his palm to show off his sharp nails before pressing them heavily against Slug's chest.

"Prepare yourself! It begins now!"

"Babulu~ crackle-pop~ gibberish!!"

A silvery-white light appeared over Slug and King Piccolo, and everyone watched as a surge of black energy poured into King Piccolo's palm.

BOOM!!

An astonishing aura billowed outward, whipping up a hurricane on flat ground that forced the trees of the entire forest to bow low.

Thirty seconds later, the hurricane subsided. Slug's aura had diminished to a level similar to Nail's, and his body was completely devoid of any evil, appearing peaceful and serene!

King Piccolo, however, was different. His body was enveloped in black energy, and roars erupted from his throat as he appeared incredibly manic.

"Control this evil! Imagine the people you wish to protect, and recall the emotions you felt when you sacrificed yourself for him!"

"Ah!!! No! I won't hurt Gohan!! Ah~ ah! Ah~ ah!"

BOOM!!

An aura even more violent than the last erupted from King Piccolo, instantly blowing the trees of the entire forest until they swayed and buckled.

"Uncle Piccolo!!"