Seeing Dende's anxious expression, Karnel decided to cut straight to the point. He quickly explained his wish to Daner and requested that he make the formal petition to the dragon.
"Ah, so that's why you dragged me here so suddenly!" Daner exclaimed with dawning understanding. "A little warning would have been nice, you know."
"Just hurry up," Karnel grinned with mock menace, "or I'll toss you into the nearest lake for an impromptu bath after the dragon disappears."
'A bath? I haven't bathed in years! 'Daner shuddered at the thought and quickly stepped forward to address the waiting dragon.
The dragon's eyes flashed crimson as it processed the wish. Once fulfilled, it dissolved into seven gleaming Dragon Balls that scattered across New Namek's surface.
Immediately, Karnel felt something new materialize in his consciousness, dimensional coordinates that appeared on his mental star chart. Unlike the fixed locations of King Kai's planet or the Sacred World of the Kais, these coordinates were constantly shifting, wandering freely beyond the universe's barriers.
'So these are the dimensional coordinates of the Demon Realm, Karnel mused, watching the coordinates drift at an almost imperceptible pace. Completely different from other dimensional spaces that remain anchored in place.'
"It worked!" Dende ran over excitedly. "Your wish has been granted successfully!"
"Indeed, Dende. Your abilities are impressive," Karnel praised genuinely. "The Dragon Balls you've created seem even more powerful than Earth's."
The young Guardian blushed at the compliment. "This is just the beginning. When I mature, I'll be able to strengthen the dragon's power enough to grant multiple wishes like the Great Elder's could."
"Ha! When you grow up, your dragon might even surpass Porunga himself," Karnel laughed heartily.
Mid-conversation, Karnel's expression suddenly shifted as he detected two shocking energy signatures erupting from the Western Galaxy. The auras seemed locked in deadly combat, their intensity suggesting a battle of tremendous stakes.
"Dende, I'm afraid I have to leave immediately," Karnel said, his tone growing serious. "Feel free to visit Earth anytime, I'm sure you'd enjoy seeing your friends there again."
"Earth!" Dende's eyes lit up. "I'd love to see everyone again!"
With a casual wave, Karnel vanished via Instant Transmission, reappearing in the Western Galaxy.
The Western Galaxy, peaceful for countless millennia, now faced the awakening of an ancient evil, Zangya!
Ten thousand years ago, the Galaxy Soldier Bojack and his three subordinates had terrorized the universe, destroying countless planets and extinguishing billions of lives. The four Cardinal Kais and the Grand Kai had united to seal these four warriors in the far reaches of each galactic quadrant.
Zangya, one of Bojack's deadliest subordinates, had been imprisoned in the Western Galaxy. But recent events had shattered her prison. It seemed someone had engaged in catastrophic battle on the planet housing her seal, destroying half the world and inadvertently creating the breach she needed.
After ten thousand years of confinement, Zangya wasn't about to waste her opportunity for freedom. She immediately set out to locate and free her three companions sealed in the other galactic regions. However, she hadn't gotten far before being intercepted by an unusual opponent, a green-skinned warrior with a halo floating above his head.
This was Pikkon, continuing his training in the afterlife under the Grand Kai's tutelage. When the West Kai detected Zangya's escape and frantically contacted his superior, the Grand Kai had dispatched his most skilled fighter to prevent the Galaxy Soldiers' reunion.
The battle between Zangya and Pikkon raged across a barren world, their devastating exchanges carving craters and chasms into the planet's surface.
"Now this is entertainment!" Karnel observed from high above the atmosphere, watching the fierce combat with obvious appreciation. "What perfect timing, this was definitely worth the trip!"
His analytical gaze swept over both combatants, noting the halo that marked Pikkon as deceased, before lingering on his opponent. "The green one's clearly from the afterlife... but this other fighter is actually a woman, and quite striking at that!"
Indeed, Zangya possessed an otherworldly beauty, long, flowing orange hair and aqua-blue skin that seemed to shimmer in the starlight. Her combat prowess was as impressive as her appearance.
Karnel found his gaze lingering for several seconds before forcing himself to look away, patting his cheek in mild rebuke. 'She's like a deadly flower, the more you look, the more captivating she becomes. Beautiful, powerful, but clearly on the wrong side of justice.'
Down on the ravaged planet, Pikkon was beginning to struggle against his formidable opponent. He'd managed a slight advantage early in their battle, but Zangya had quickly adapted to his fighting style. Now she was landing increasingly painful blows, and his chest ached from her relentless assault.
"Zangya!" Pikkon called out, floating back to catch his breath. "I know from the Kais that you're one of Bojack's three lieutenants, responsible for countless atrocities ten thousand years ago. I won't allow you to free your remaining accomplices!"