On Earth, Piccolo seemed to sense something. He opened his eyes and looked toward the other side of the sky—the direction where Cell's landing pod had arrived.
Piccolo narrowed his eyes and carefully focused his senses, but then his brow furrowed, because he could not sense anything at all.
A feeling of foreboding began to linger in Piccolo's mind, yet he could not find its source.
When he saw all the Kessus warships turn into blazing fireballs, the tension on his face eased.
It seemed Earth's crisis had been resolved. Piccolo made his judgment, then returned to meditative training. As for how the forces on Earth would interpret things, that had nothing to do with him.
Moreover, according to the information they had obtained from Shenron some time ago, Son Goku would be back on Earth soon.
But Piccolo did not know that, not long ago, a demon had already entered Earth.
As time passed, two days quickly went by.
There were less than three hours left until Son Goku returned, and everyone had basically finished preparing to welcome him.
But at that moment, a powerful aura caught the attention of every strong fighter on Earth. Even Vegeta's expression changed instantly.
When the Kessusto warships had appeared before, they had seemed like a pack of rabbits swaggering into a tiger's territory—something that could be snuffed out at any moment.
But this aura was enormous, like a tyrannosaurus, and it was continuously drawing closer to Earth.
Without anyone needing to summon them, all the Earth's warriors burst into flames of energy and shot into the sky, charging toward the direction locked onto by the aura.
In less than ten minutes, Piccolo, Vegeta, Raditz, Nappa, and the others who had arrived first were floating above a barren desert.
They all raised