Rumble--!!!
On the ruins of the Planet Konats, two towering giants engaged in the most primitive and savage hand-to-hand combat.
Every punch and kick between Piccolo and Hirudegarn triggered a storm that blotted out the sky.
The ancient Lookout that had stood for thousands of years around them were incredibly fragile in the face of this destructive shockwave, and were easily pulverized.
The earth groaned beneath their feet, cracking open deep canyons, and scalding lava gushed from the ground, turning the sky a fiery apocalyptic red.
"Roar--!"
Hirudegarn let out a deafening roar when she swung her massive fist again!
Piccolo's eyes narrowed, and he nimbly dodged to the side.
In Piccolo's mind, the image of Turles fighting that monster back on Earth flashed by.
That guy's most bizarre ability is intangibility.
A pure clash of brute force will only waste energy pointlessly.
We must seize the moment when it shifts between reality and illusion and deliver a fatal blow!
Piccolo changed tactics instantly.
He opened his arms, and countless golden energy orbs rapidly condensed in his palms.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh--!
The next second, he pushed his hands forward suddenly, and dense Ki Wave poured out like a torrential rain, forming an overwhelming net of firepower that completely blocked all of Hirudegarn's evasive routes!
Faced with the overwhelming energy bombardment, Hirudegarn let out a sharp screech.
Its enormous body suddenly transformed into a viscous black mist just as the energy blast was about to hit it.
Countless Ki Wave pierced through the black mist without hindrance, blasting huge craters into the continuous mountain ranges and the earth behind them, raising clouds of dust.
Now!
A glint of light flashed in Piccolo's eyes!
He had already predicted Hirudegarn's movement trajectory after she blurred out!
The enormous figure vanished from its original spot in an instant, using its high-speed movement to silently circle behind the cloud of black mist!
As expected, the black mist churned and began to recombine.
Just as Hirudegarn's dark red form appeared, before she could react in any way!
Piccolo, who had been poised to pounce, appeared behind it!
The muscles in his right arm bulged high, the bulging veins coiled like pythons, and beneath his emerald green skin, it seemed as if magma was flowing wildly!
"Give it to me! Break it open--!!!"
Piccolo let out a thunderous roar!
He gathered all his boundless energy into his right fist without reservation!
Even before the fist arrived, the terrifying sonic boom that tore through the air had already caused the surrounding space to distort violently!
This punch, imbued with all his strength and will, slammed solidly into Hirudegarn's unsuspecting chest!
A blinding flash of light explodes the instant the fist strikes!
The deafening roar caused the entire planet to tremble violently!
Deep within the pit, the heavily injured Son Goku and Vegeta struggled to raise their heads, looking at the pillar of light that pierced the heavens and earth, a glimmer of hope flashing in their eyes simultaneously.
Did it work?!
However, the light faded.
The bloody scene that was expected—the demon god's body being pierced—did not occur.
Piccolo felt as if his fist had struck an unshakeable, solid object.
A powerful, forceful shock surged through his arm, crashing into his body with devastating force!
Click--!
His right arm bones suddenly cracked under the strain!
His entire right arm instantly lost all sensation, and his movements came to a fatal halt.
Hirudegarn, who had been struck by this full force, only staggered back a few steps.
On its dark red, metallic-sheen carapace, there wasn't a single wound, not even a white mark!
There was absolutely no substantial damage!
How could this be?!
A storm raged within Piccolo, and he retreated rapidly, instantly creating distance between them.
He clutched his right arm, which hung limply and trembled, with his left hand, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.
His eyes were filled with disbelief and solemnity.
how so?
According to his plan, even if this punch could not completely eliminate the opponent, it would definitely cause devastating damage!
This bizarre defensive capability is completely beyond the realm of common sense!
Beneath the ruins, Hoi, who had been watching the battlefield, finally couldn't help but burst into maniacal laughter upon seeing this scene.
"Hahaha! You fool! Utterly foolish!"
He stretched out his withered finger, pointing it at Piccolo, whose face had drastically changed in mid-air, his tone filled with morbid mockery and boundless smugness.
"Are you trying to use the same old tricks again? Are you trying to exploit the weakness in the transition between reality and illusion?"
"Let me tell you! That approach doesn't work anymore!"
Hoi opened his arms as if embracing his masterpiece, his voice sharp and piercing.
"Having acquired this perfect body, Hirudegarn is no longer afraid of your petty tricks!"
"Now, it is a truly invincible demon god!!"
His wild words echoed wildly across the battlefield riddled with holes.
This seems to confirm his words.
In mid-air, Hirudegarn, having regained his footing, gleamed with ferocity in his scarlet beastly eyes!
Its dark red wings suddenly unfurled, unleashing a storm of blood and gore!
"Roar--!!!"
With an even more ferocious roar, its massive body transformed into a dark red afterimage, and it pounced on Piccolo, whose right arm was severely injured, at an even faster speed than before!
It's over...
In the crater, Vegeta struggled, trying to prop himself up with his arms, but fell helplessly back into the rubble.
He gritted his teeth as he watched the rapidly approaching dark red streak of light in the sky, a sense of despair rising within him.
Could it be...?
Could it be that even Piccolo, whose strength has increased to this level, is unable to contend with this monster?
Inside the pit, Son Goku struggled, using his still-movable arms to prop up his upper body.
Gravel slid off him, he coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with dust, and looked up at the sky.
Piccolo's current strength is beyond his imagination!
But even so, they Hirudegarn!
Although Hirudegarn couldn't do anything to Piccolo for the time being, in the long run...
It's only a matter of time before Piccolo loses.
" Vegeta..."
Son Goku turned to look at Vegeta beside him.
"You just asked me if I could stop this guy..."
He paused, met Vegeta's gaze, and spoke with certainty.
"What if I told you that there really is a way to defeat him?"
Upon hearing this, Vegeta frowned even more deeply, and he abruptly turned his head to stare at Son Goku.
"What did you say?"
His voice contained doubt, but even more so, it held a hope that even he himself was unwilling to admit.
Having come this far, does Kakarot still have any trump cards up his sleeve?
"Those two little guys' moves..."
Son Goku's gaze was intense, staring directly into Vegeta's eyes.
What moves did the two little guys make?
Vegeta was taken aback at first.
The next second, his pupils suddenly contracted.
An extremely absurd and comical scene uncontrollably surfaced in my mind.
"You want me to be with you..."
Vegeta's voice trembled. He was only stunned for a moment before he forced out a cold snort without thinking.
"Stop daydreaming, Kakarot!"
He roared, interrupting Son Goku, his face filled with shame and rage.
"I would never use that damn move on you!"
"I'd rather die here than dance that kind of shameful dance!"
The dignity of the Saiyan Prince must never be trampled upon like this!
Whether it's that kind of dance or the fusion with the lower-ranking warrior Kakarot...
These are all absolutely unacceptable...