"Who are you? Why do you want Grandpa's Four-Star Ball?"
Goku tilted his head and asked.
The winged freak glanced at the crowd below, then pulled several sheets of paper from behind his back and looked them over. He burst out laughing.
"So that's why you all looked so familiar. You're all Martial Artists competing in the tournament. That makes things easier. I'll take care of all of you at once, then offer the Dragon Balls to the Demon King."
"We won't let you succeed!"
The moment Goku and the others heard that he not only wanted to steal the Dragon Balls but also intended to kill them, they immediately assumed fighting stances.
At that moment, the Turtle Hermit noticed the peculiar demon symbol hanging from the freak's waist. He instantly remembered something, and his face changed drastically.
"Be careful! That's the mark of Piccolo the Great Demon King. He's a warrior of the Demon Clan!"
"Piccolo the Great Demon King? The Demon Clan?"
Aside from Jerry and Tien Shinhan, everyone wore puzzled expressions.
"I think I've heard that name before. Piccolo the Great Demon King... the legendary great demon king who plunged the entire world into an abyss of terror long ago."
Tien's expression instantly darkened.
The Turtle Hermit nodded and began telling the story of Piccolo the Great Demon King.
Three hundred years ago, a great demon king named Piccolo had suddenly emerged. He led countless Demon Clan warriors born from him in ravaging the world. The famous Martial Artists of that era had all stepped forward to stop him, only to be brutally slaughtered.
Even Mutaito, the strongest martial artist of that time and the master of both the Turtle Hermit and the Crane Hermit, had been defeated by Piccolo.
It was then that the Crane Hermit