Piccolo Attacks!

"Uncle Piccolo, you—you've become so powerful." Son Gohan felt the fluctuations of energy radiating from Piccolo, his expression filled with disbelief.

Piccolo nodded at Son Gohan and said, "I have indeed grown stronger, though this power is not truly my own..."

One could hear from Piccolo's tone just how proud and arrogant he was; he seemed to hold this borrowed power in disdain.

"What? Don't want it? Shall I take it back then?"

Ron watched Piccolo with a beaming smile as he spoke.

The remark was filled with a teasing tone.

Piccolo was stunned, but he quickly composed himself, not taking Ron's words to heart.

Although they had spent very little time together, Piccolo had gained some understanding of Ron's temperament and style of doing things.

Without further ado, he stopped looking at Ron and took a few steps forward.

"It's not so easy to take back something you've already given away! This Demon King does not spit out what he has swallowed. Besides, since you wanted me to step in, consider this my payment. In any case, your power won't go to waste."

Piccolo spoke with righteous indignation.

As these words fell, his gaze sharpened, and the aura around him grew increasingly formidable.

"Then I shall wait and see," Ron said with a smile.

Piccolo said nothing more.

At this moment, his body was absorbing the power Ron had bestowed upon him, undergoing a metamorphosis.

His strength was at least a dozen times greater than his previous peak!

Even though it still couldn't compare to Son Goku at his peak just moments ago, with this level of power, he could fight Frieza for another round!

Even if he were still to be crushed, he wouldn't be killed off so easily.

"Piccolo, even though your strength has increased so much, you must still be careful! That monster Frieza is too strong." Krillin's face remained etched with worry; he was in no mood for jokes and spoke solemnly.

As an experienced warrior, he knew clearly that while Piccolo's strength had improved significantly thanks to Ron, it still fell far short of Frieza and the Goku who had been fighting at full power just moments ago.

"Don't worry! I know what I'm doing, and I know what must be done... From here on out, I leave Gohan in your care! Krillin!" Piccolo entrusted a heavy responsibility to Krillin.

Although Krillin's strength was far inferior to his—and to some extent, even inferior to Gohan's current state—Krillin was, after all, a veteran warrior, and his ability to handle situations was seasoned.

Moreover, Krillin was the only one here he could trust implicitly.

After saying this, Piccolo secretly sent a telepathic message to Krillin.

He instructed Krillin to keep an eye on Gohan while also remaining wary of Ron's every move.

For now, Ron did not appear to be an evil person, nor did he seem to harbor any malicious intent, but no one knew what his true purpose was.

Krillin understood this well and silently agreed to Piccolo's request.

Having survived several life-or-death crises together, it was clear that a bond of friendship had formed between Krillin and Piccolo, placing them on the same side.

It was from this point in the original story that Piccolo underwent a earth-shattering transformation, truly becoming a warrior who protected the Earth, integrating into the circle of Z Fighters, and eventually becoming the strategist of the group.

After a final nod to Krillin, Piccolo looked at Ron once more.

Under Ron's smile—which was not quite a nudge but felt like one—Piccolo hesitated no longer. He leaped into the air and charged toward the island where Frieza was located.

He did not explode with aura, yet his speed was so immense that it was difficult for the naked eye to track.

Watching Piccolo move, Ron crossed his arms and took two steps forward, clicking his tongue while recalling the scenes from the original story in his mind.

In the original, Piccolo had gathered the energy of Krillin and Son Gohan to unleash a kick that transcended his limits, helping Son Goku briefly escape his predicament so he would have time to continue gathering the Spirit Bomb.

It was a pity that even if the Spirit Bomb had been successfully gathered, it still failed to destroy Frieza, only causing him minor injuries.

At this moment.

Frieza was standing at the edge of the island where the land met the water.

Because Son Goku had been struck by Frieza's energy wave, he had less than a tenth of his power remaining.

He struggled to grip the shore with both hands, lifting his eyes with great effort to look at Frieza's condescending expression, gasping for breath.

"Ho ho ho ho! You wild monkey, it seems this is finally the end for you. I thought you might have some hidden techniques up your sleeve, but it seems you were merely stalling for time..." Frieza raised his hand, a blood-red light condensing at his fingertip.

Without a doubt, this was his Death Beam.

In his eyes, Son Goku was already a dead man.

However, just as he was about to move to kill Son Goku, the reflection on the water made him freeze. The next second, he looked up at the massive Spirit Bomb gathering outside the planet.

"This... what is that thing?! Could it be that when you raised your hands just now, you were gathering this energy!" Frieza felt a chill run down his spine.

This peculiar orb of energy gave him a very unsettling feeling.

The next second, Frieza looked back at Son Goku, his face twisted in shock and rage: "Very well, you wild monkey, so you intended to ambush me! What a pity, your trick has been seen through by me! Now, I shall send you to your death!"

As he spoke, the Death Beam in Frieza's hand was about to be fired.

Son Goku gritted his teeth, exerting his remaining strength to leap up and throw a punch at Frieza, hoping to catch him off guard.

However, Frieza was hardly someone he could contend with in his current state.

His petty maneuvers were nothing more than a death throe in Frieza's eyes.

Frieza caught the punch with ease, his finger pressing firmly against Son Goku's forehead.

The scene was identical to the moment Son Goku had been driven into a corner in the original story.

"Die..."

Just as Frieza was about to finish his pronouncement and release the Death Beam, a deafening BOOM!!!! erupted.

Frieza was sent flying by a kick from the arriving Piccolo, a strike that landed squarely on the back of his head.

The sheer force of the blow was enough to rival the greatest damage Son Goku had ever inflicted upon Frieza.

It was a surprise attack, and Frieza, unable to sense ki, had failed to detect him at all.

His body was blasted away by the immense power like a cannonball, smashing straight through two islands before plunging deep into the waters below.

"It's you, Piccolo! Your... your power..." Son Goku shouted in pleasant surprise, immediately realizing that Piccolo's strength was far beyond what it had been before.

"Son Goku, now is not the time to be happy! That kick was an attack that pushed past my limits! You're the only one who can deal with that guy Frieza, so hurry up and gather the Spirit Bomb!!" Piccolo barked.

Stunned for a moment by Piccolo's words, Son Goku realized this was no time for anything else; he immediately stood up and raised his hands.