After the intense explosion, the light gradually faded, revealing Cell's figure within.
Cell's biological armor was badly damaged. One of his feet had been nearly half severed, and one hand had lost its palm.
In Piccolo's senses, Cell's energy had also weakened by nearly half. He looked completely gravely injured.
But how could the wise Piccolo believe it so easily? He grinned, and the finger he had long held to his forehead, glowing red, pointed directly at Cell.
Hum~
Piccolo's ultimate technique, the Special Beam Cannon, shot straight toward Cell.
Seeing the incoming attack, Cell flashed aside in an attempt to evade it, but he was still struck solidly by the Special Beam Cannon.
Like a kite with its string cut, Cell crashed straight to the ground.
This time, Cell's energy had completely withered, as though he were on the verge of death from severe injuries.
Even Piccolo believed it this time, relaxing his guard slightly. But at that moment, a new part suddenly protruded from the wound where Cell's palm had been severed.
"What!?" Piccolo was startled. Realizing something was wrong, he immediately tried to attack.
But Cell spread both palms in front of his face. That posture instantly reminded Piccolo of the technique's name.
Solar Flare!
Even though Piccolo had reacted in time, he could only raise an arm before his eyes to block the blinding light.
When the light faded, Piccolo discovered that Cell had vanished.
"You bastard!"
Piccolo angrily searched the area, because he knew he had been used!
Cell had deliberately suppressed his strength just now, using Piccolo's hand to deceive the other Cell and create the illusion that he was gravely injured and dying, before finally escaping to hide!
From beginning to end, Piccolo had merely been a tool—a tool Cell used to conceal