Piccolo and Slug! Even among demons, there are differences.

Chapter 79 Piccolo and Slug! Even among demons, there are differences.

After the environment changed drastically due to the black clouds covering the sky, a very special kind of particle seemed to be generated in space, which could support the survival of some special beings.

Then, the spaceship's door was opened.

In an instant, countless armored combatants surged out from within.

Several hundred people lined up in front of the spaceship, forming two beautiful and orderly rows of people.

Subsequently, a group of demon leaders who had followed Slug in his conquest of the universe emerged one after another.

Finally, there's Slag himself, now in his old age.

Despite his advanced age, he remained robust and steady, showing no signs of being an elderly man.

Of course, this is also because the people here don't know how strong Slug was at his peak.

Only by comparing the before and after can we know the difference.

"This is Namek? I must say, although it's a life-bearing planet, it's extremely barren."

"And these people, they must be your clansmen, Lord Slug? They all look very similar and are all quite powerful."

After assessing Namek, Angela saw the Namekians waiting in the distance and spoke.

"Just like the data provided in the information, most of them have a combat power level of several thousand points. If it were daytime, we might not be their match. However, under the cover of the Demon Realm Fog, this will be our demon race's home ground! Our power will double." Dorodaporn said with a sinister smile.

They were shocked by the Namekians' strength, but also became more confident in their own abilities.

This confidence stems from the earth-shattering fog of the demon realm.

"No, besides King Slug's people, there are people from other planets here." Metamarchi exclaimed in surprise as soon as he saw Lin Chuan and Son Gohan.

Hearing his subordinate's words, Slag stepped to the front.

His gaze swept over the Namekian descendants on the island ahead, who looked almost exactly like him when he was young, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"This is my homeland, and my people... Hmph! Such a grand welcome to my return makes me feel a little overwhelmed." Slug's gaze swept over everyone, and finally, following Metamarchi's words, landed on Lin Chuan and Son Gohan.

"Humans? Tails? I see. If I'm not mistaken, this big one and this small one should be Saiyans." Slug recognized Lin Chuan and Son Gohan at a glance.

In his memory, Saiyans had also served him, but after breaking with King Kurd, he went into hiding.

To this day, he still remembers the monkey army that was once kept in captivity by the Kurdish king.

The so-called "fighting nation"...

However, he remembered that after Frieza destroyed the Saiyan planet decades ago, there seemed to be no other Saiyans besides Vegeta and a few others.

Is it that the Saiyans from Earth, as mentioned in this news, have come to Namek?

Or perhaps it was other Saiyans who ended up here.

After thinking about it, Slag stopped taking it seriously.

In his eyes, Saiyans were nothing more than savage monkeys, and even if they had some strength, they were not worth mentioning.

His goal is the Dragon Balls; everything else is irrelevant.

……

The atmosphere was incredibly strange.

It can be said that, given the opposing forces, neither side made the first move or crossed the line.

In the end, it was Neru who stepped forward.

As the representative of the Namekians, he is also the spokesperson for the Grand Elder.

"You must be Slug, the child who was sent away from Namek back then."

"Now you've returned, bringing so many aliens with you, and released the fog above to alter the planet's environment. What is your intention?"

As the question was posed, Neru's expression turned sour.

He has no objection to his fellow countrymen returning, but what kind of behavior is it to attack the home planet as soon as they return?

"What do I intend to do? How dare you, a mere junior, question me, the king?"

"Summon someone of my generation to speak."

Slag replied curtly.

If they weren't from the same clan, those words would have been enough to make him kill.

He held himself in very high esteem, so he didn't take the younger generation seriously at all.

"You!!!" Naru's face turned pale and then purple as Slug openly suppressed him.

Indeed, he is a junior, because there are elders above him.

Those were the Grand Elder's direct descendants, like Slug.

Back then, the Grand Elder, as the sole survivor, created 108 Namekians in one go. Now, only a dozen or so Elders remain...

"Let me say a few words," Bick said, stepping forward as he noticed Naru was too angry to speak.

In terms of seniority, he is indeed of the same generation as Slug.

After all, although he was a child vomited up by King Bik I, he wasn't entirely one.

He is merely a newborn, inheriting everything from King Bick I.

The reason he stood up was because he disliked Slag, who was acting arrogantly due to his age.

Even Piccolo wouldn't stoop to doing that.

"Is he still a kid? Doesn't the tribe have any elders left?" He was about to put pressure on him when he realized that Piccolo seemed different from Naru and the others.

Without a doubt, the difference in strength is too great!

"Hmph! I'm not the brat you're talking about! I prefer to get straight to the point rather than waste time talking nonsense! You came back to invade and plunder, didn't you? Otherwise, why would you release that demonic mist that threatens our home planet?" Piccolo said bluntly.

Upon hearing this, Slag glared angrily, realizing something.

He now knew that this member of his clan, like himself, possessed the power of the demon race within him.

"I see. No wonder you dared to stand up. You, like us, have been baptized by the power of the demon race."

"Very well, you do have the qualifications to speak with me! Then I don't need to hide anything anymore."

At this point, Slug's expression suddenly turned ferocious: "I came for the Dragon Balls! If you give them to me, all will be well. I'll leave once my wish is granted..."

Before he could finish speaking, Piccolo scoffed, "Are you dreaming? Let me guess, you're not thinking of using the Dragon Balls to turn back the clock, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Slag's eyes widened even more.

Not only did they face a blunt rejection, but their desires were also exposed.

Slag's face immediately darkened.

His worst-case scenario came true.

"Hmph!! If that's how it is, then there's nothing more to say. The Dragon Balls must belong to me!"

Slag snorted coldly and spoke cruelly in a threatening tone.

Seemingly understanding his meaning, his subordinates immediately got the message and revealed cruel smiles.

They are all demons, and their nature is to kill!

"Rebel against King Slug! Death penalty!!! Minions!! Charge!!!" Dorodaporn commanded.

The next second, hundreds of armored warriors behind him surged out like a swarm of bees.

This move effectively meant that this major battle had to begin.

"Fellow tribesmen, defend our homeland!! Resist the invaders!!" With Naru's command, the Namekians behind him, all in combat form, shot out without fear.

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(End of this chapter)