A massive portal through space-time opened before them, and a green figure stepped out.
He had green skin, pointed ears, and a pair of dragon horns on his head.
Even more startling was his clothing: a simple outfit many of those present knew all too well, with the character for "dragon" emblazoned on his chest.
"U-Uncle Piccolo? Is he a Namekian?" Gohanx exclaimed.
Piccolo shook his head. "No! He isn't a Namekian! No Namekian could have such a terrifying aura!"
"Then who is he?" Lin Luo asked in confusion.
Lin Chen stared at the character on the stranger's chest and sensed the power of miracles within him, as vast as the sun. He couldn't help blurting out, "Dragon God Zalama?!"
"Dragon God Zalama?!"
"Lord Zalama?!"
Gohanx, Frieza, Piccolo, and the others furrowed their brows.
The unprecedented pressure radiating from him made almost every one of them tremble.
They had never experienced such terrifying pressure before.
Zalama heard Lin Chen's murmur as well. He lowered his head, swept his gaze over Lin Chen and the others, then turned toward Shulum and his companions, who still lay in the crater.
He raised one hand and pointed two fingers upward.
The water pooled in the crater suddenly seemed to come alive, pushing the three out of the pit and into the sky, delivering them to Gravy's side.
Then golden light shone around all three of them. Moments later, they regained consciousness one after another.
Upon seeing Dragon God Zalama before them, Putine and the others immediately exclaimed, "Our respects, Lord Zalama!"
"Thank you for saving us, Lord Zalama."
"If not for Mechikabura, I wouldn't have wasted my strength on you. Now return to the Demon World," Zalama said coldly.
"What?" Putine and the others looked up in surprise.
"Lord Zalama, they have all