"Damn it, so what? I'm a Super Namekian!" Slug roared.
He was the greatest genius among the Namekians. If a drastic change in climate hadn't once struck his homeland and forced him to leave Namek, then with the support of the Dragon Balls back home, he wouldn't have been in such a sorry state.
"Die!"
A vast tide of energy capable of destroying heaven and earth filled the sky, rapidly transforming into bolts of lightning that shot toward Goku.
In that moment, the world lost its color.
Slug had a power level of 50 million. Even though Goku had recovered from his severe injuries and reached a power level of 6 million, he could hardly withstand Slug.
"No!"
Goku flew through the air, dodging as fast as he could.
His opponent was too strong. He had to think of something.
But then!
A gigantic hand appeared before Goku, like the Buddha's enormous palm—except it was green.
"What?!"
Goku's heart suddenly raced. What was that?
He looked back and realized that Slug's arm had stretched all the way over to him.
Right! Slug and Piccolo belonged to the same race. Piccolo could use this move, so there was no reason Slug couldn't!
"This is bad!"
As Goku's thoughts raced, a fierce gust slammed into his face.
The giant hand closed around him.
"Crack!"
The sudden sound of breaking bones rang out.
"Argh!"
The veins bulged on Goku's face as he cried out in pain. He could feel that both his arms had broken!
No!
If he stayed trapped in that grip, he would die!
Gritting his teeth against the agony of his broken bones, Goku desperately gathered his ki.
A dazzling glow lit up the dark sky. From a distance, it looked as if a firefly had been caught in the