The roaring energy beams were like lines splitting the void, dividing the world into different fragments. The seemingly innocuous attacks contained earth-shattering power.
Gohan, who had fallen to the ground, quickly rose to one knee as more than a dozen death beams reflected in his eyes.
Can't give up!
Gohan was supported by the undefeated will in his heart. Although he was at a disadvantage, he refused to admit defeat at this point. Condensing his hands, a ball of light instantly appeared in his palms.
Kamehameha!
He had never used the Kamehameha so quickly before, especially when enemy attacks were already bearing down on him.
Everything happened almost instantly, so fast that Metal Cooler didn't expect it! The sudden explosion of the Kamehameha headed toward the death beams, the energy like a devouring tiger letting out a thunderous roar. Brilliant light shone as the round wave of energy burst from Gohan's position, the beam of light tall as a person drowning out the death beams.
"What..." Metal Cooler was terrified as the blue light like a sea wave opened before them like the gates of heaven. The dry, hoarse voice was interrupted by the Kamehameha, and the light tore through Cooler's figure like cotton.
Several Coolers jumped up and avoided the Kamehameha.
In an instant, Gohan suddenly appeared in front of a Metal Cooler and struck out with one hand. His hard fist wrapped in golden flames hit like a meteor. The accumulated terrifying power exploded instantly, and the force that exceeded Metal Cooler's resistance blew a hole in his chest. Like a deflating doll, Cooler collapsed as if punctured, falling to his knees.
Gohan swept through like a storm, knocking down Metal Coolers all the way as crazy ki waves were thrown out like heavy rain. The erupted Son Gohan was unstoppable!
But... the extremely fast and powerful attacks consumed too much of his physical strength, and the moment he stopped attacking, Gohan gasped for breath.
In contrast, the fallen Metal Coolers didn't affect the others—they wouldn't die, they didn't care about physical strength and energy. They were close to eternal!
Gohan was indeed powerful, but so what? After all, he was no match for the suppression of numbers, and the Metal Coolers had already made their decision—simply and brutally swarming him!
The Metal Coolers could use Instant Transmission, flickering around Gohan with unpredictable movements, appearing from the side one moment and above his head the next. Although Gohan could predict their movements, with so many opponents rushing together, there were often several angles he couldn't cover.
The fierce battle shook the earth, and the already riddled planet seemed to show signs of loosening and splitting.
Gohan couldn't escape the Metal Coolers' siege. "Boom!" Another punch collided, Gohan's arms went numb, but he still knocked Cooler away.
At that moment, a destructive light shot from behind!
The crimson light distorted the air, capable of penetrating anything as it shot straight at Gohan. Alarmed, Gohan jumped up and leaped into the sky, dodging the attack.
A deep hole was blasted through the ground, black, scorched smoke billowing out.
There was also a Metal Cooler figure in the air—they had waited for the moment when Gohan jumped up and rushed forward, slashing Gohan's back with a wave of their hands. A ki blade visible to the naked eye cut Gohan's clothes from behind, leaving bright bloodstains across his back.
"Nngh..." Gohan grunted, feeling hot, stinging pain surge through his heart.
The tremendous impact caused Gohan to fall to the ground in a straight line, then several more slashes were unleashed from the air. Countless crisscrossing energy blades aimed at Gohan, cutting the ground into gullies as if carving up the earth itself!
Gohan, who had fallen to the ground, had no time to dodge and quickly raised his hands to block in front of him. For a moment, golden light bloomed to its extreme as his blood surged.
With him as the center, the ground was crisscrossed with many grooves, some going deep underground as if they had cut straight through the earth. Gohan was breathing heavily, gulping air in great mouthfuls. The smoke was so thick that even the air he inhaled had a gritty taste. His hands dropped to his chest, somewhat overwhelmed.
"Let's finish off this one first." The Metal Cooler directly above Gohan fired an energy bomb at him, as if it would be the end of everything.
Suddenly, there was a sharp, fast whistling sound from the distance, and a bright yellow ki blast flew toward them, making contact with Cooler's energy bomb and exploding in midair!
"Who?" The Metal Coolers looked toward the source of the ki blast.
Their eyes traced along the direction of the arc, climbing higher and higher, until they finally saw a white cape fluttering atop the tallest ruined building.
Piccolo always made such dramatic entrances—a white cape wrapped around his figure, which he then shook off violently, letting it fly in the high wind. He turned his head high and sideways to face the enemy, opened his eyes, and his entrance was complete.
"A Namekian." Metal Cooler recognized Piccolo, the Super Namekian who had once defeated Frieza!
"No, I'm a demon just like you!"
Piccolo didn't take Metal Cooler's words seriously. He removed his hat and cape, twisted his neck and wrists, his eyes growing colder and colder.
The atmosphere around him changed as Piccolo seemed to carry a trembling majesty. It was the temperament of a great demon king, making people feel dignified and having the urge to surrender.
When he was on Yardrat, he was the only one who had trained with Master Pybara, who was best at meditation and spiritual practice. For more than a year and a half, Piccolo had grown through spiritual training every day, and even like the ancient Kami, he had gradually freed himself from Slug's influence and separated part of his evil thoughts!
Piccolo, who had separated part of his evil thoughts, didn't become weaker—he became stronger!
After returning to Earth, he continued training alone in the deep mountains. Namekians only needed to drink water to sustain their lives, and meditating for several days at a time wasn't a problem. Every training session brought significant gains.
The last time he finished training was due to interference from powerful auras appearing one after another. For several consecutive days, the auras of Earth's strongest fighters, especially the Super Saiyans, continued erupting, and even Raditz was taking action. What could require Raditz's intervention? Piccolo opened his eyes in the barren mountains and began carefully sensing the distant movements.
Finally, he noticed the most familiar aura—Gohan's aura. And Gohan's Super Saiyan aura was getting weaker and weaker, as if he was being worn down in battle with someone. Piccolo somehow felt anxious, so he decided to take a look.
He even offered to help.
Piccolo landed from high altitude, came to Gohan's side, and cast a cold look: "Useless kid, how did you get beaten up this badly by this trash?"
"Uncle Piccolo!" Gohan shouted in surprise.
"Hmph." Piccolo turned his head, looked at the densely packed Metal Coolers, and clenched his fists. "Damn you all!"
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