Chapter 79 Piccolo and Slug! There are differences between the same demons
After the environment mutated with the black clouds covering the sky, an extremely special particle seemed to be generated in the space, which could support the survival of some special beings.
Immediately afterwards, the door of the spaceship was opened.
For a time, countless combatants wearing armor rushed out from it.
Hundreds of people formed two beautiful and neat landscapes in front of the spaceship.
Then, a group of demon leaders who followed Slager to conquer the universe came out one after another.
Finally, there is Slug himself, who has entered old age.
Although he is old, his body is still burly and his breath is steady. There is no trace that he is an old man.
Of course, this is also because no one here knows how strong Shiluge was at his strongest period.
Only by comparing before and after can you know the difference.
"Is this Planet Namek? I have to say that although it is a living planet, it is very barren."
"And they must be your tribe, King Shiluge? They all look very similar, and they are all people with considerable strength."
After Angela evaluated the Namek planet, she saw the Namek people waiting in the distance and spoke.
"Same as the data provided in the information, most people have thousands of combat power levels. If it is daytime, we may not be their opponents. But under the cover of the fog of the demon world, this place will be our demon The clan's home ground! Our strength will be doubled." Doroda Po said with a sinister smile.
Shocked by the strength of the Namekians, but also more confident in his own strength.
This kind of confidence comes from the fog of the demon world that changes the world.
"No, in addition to King Slag's people, there are also people from other planets." Medamachi exclaimed when he saw Lin Chuan and Sun Wuhan.
After hearing what his men said, Slug came to the forefront.
His eyes swept across the group of Namek descendants on the island in front of him who looked almost exactly like him when he was young, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"This is my hometown, and my people... Humph~! Such a big formation came to welcome my return, which makes me a little flattered." Slag glanced at everyone, and finally followed Meda Ma Qi's words fell on Lin Chuan and Sun Wuhan.
"Human race? Tails? I see. If nothing else, these two, one big and one small, should be Saiyans." Slag recognized the identities of Lin Chuan and Sun Wuhan at a glance.
In his memory, the Saiyans also served him, but after breaking with the Kurdish King, he went into hiding.
To this day, he still remembers the monkey army that was kept captive by the Kurdish king.
The so-called fighting nation...
However, he remembered that after the Saiyan planet was destroyed by Frieza decades ago, there seemed to be no other Saiyans except Vegeta.
Are the Saiyans from Earth coming to Planet Namek in this news?
Or maybe it's other Saiyans who have wandered here.
After thinking about it for a while, Slag didn't take it seriously anymore.
In his opinion, Saiyans are just savage monkeys. Even if they have some strength, they are not worth mentioning.
His goal is the Dragon Balls and everything else doesn't matter.
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The atmosphere is extremely weird.
It can be said that the forces of the two sides are in opposition, and no one has taken the lead to attack and cross the thunder pool.
In the end, Nailu stood up.
As the representative of the Namekians, he is also the spokesperson of the Great Elder.
"You must be Slug, the child who was sent away from Planet Namek."
"Now that you have come back, you have brought so many aliens and released the fog above to change the environment of the planet. What do you want?"
As the question came out, Nailu's expression was not good-looking.
There is no doubt that he has no objection to the return of his fellow tribesmen, but what does it mean to attack the home planet directly after they return?
"What do I want? How dare you, a junior like me, question this king?"
"Ask someone who is my equal to come out and speak."
Slug replied angrily.
If he wasn't a member of the same clan, those words just now would be enough to make him kill someone.
He places his own status very high, so he doesn't pay attention to the younger generations at all.
"伱!!!" Nailu's face turned blue and purple after being openly suppressed by Slag.
It is true that he is a junior, because there is an elder generation above him.
Those are the direct children of the great elder, like Slug.
Back then, the Great Elder, as the only survivor, created 108 Namekians in one go. Now, only a dozen elders remain...
"Let me say a few words." Piccolo saw that Nairo was too angry to speak, so he walked up.
In terms of seniority, he is indeed of the same generation as Slag.
After all, although he is the child spit out by Piccolo I, that's not all.
He is just a new born, inheriting everything from Piccolo's life.
And the reason why he stood up was because he was unhappy with Slag and was relying on his old age to show off.
Even the great devil Piccolo didn't even bother to do this.
"Are you still a kid? Is there not even an elder in the tribe?" He was about to apply pressure, but found that Piccolo seemed different from Nailu and the others.
There is no suspense, the strength gap is too big!
"Hmph! I'm not the brat you call me! Rather than talking nonsense or wasting time, I prefer to be direct! You guy, you came back to invade and plunder, right? Otherwise, how could you release such a harmful mother-in-law? The Demonic Mist of Star." Piccolo said directly.
Hearing this, Slag glared angrily and noticed something.
He finally knew that this clansman, like him, had the power of the demon clan in his body.
"I see, no wonder you dare to stand up. Like us, you have been baptized by the power of the demons."
"Okay, you are qualified to talk to me! Then I don't need to be secretive."
At this point, Slag's expression suddenly became ferocious: "I'm here for the Dragon Ball! If you give it to me, everything will be fine. After I realize my wish, I will leave directly..."
Before he finished speaking, Piccolo sneered: "Are you wishful thinking? Let me guess, you are not thinking about rejuvenating yourself with the help of Dragon Balls, are you?"
As soon as these words came out, Slag's eyes widened even more.
Not only was he bluntly rejected, but his wishes were understood.
Immediately, Slag's face darkened.
His worst plan came true.
"Hmph!! If that's the case, there's nothing more to say. The Dragon Ball must be mine!"
Slag snorted coldly and said cruelly with a threatening tone.
As if they understood what he meant, the men around him immediately understood and showed cruel smiles.
They are all demons, and their nature is to kill! !
"Resist King Slug! It's a capital crime!!! Young men!! Come on!!!" Dorodabo gave an order.
The next second, hundreds of warriors in armor behind him rushed out like a swarm of bees.
This move is equivalent to the war having to start.
"Tribesmen, defend our homeland!! Resist foreign enemies!!" Neru gave an order, and the combat-type Namekians behind him flew out one by one without any fear.
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