"Th… this… what is going on?"
Master Roshi looked completely dazed.
Like someone sleepwalking, he staggered forward a few steps and leaned closer to the body on the ground.
He carefully examined the now barely recognizable Demon King Piccolo, even poking his limp arm with the tip of his foot.
Piccolo lay flat on the ground.
Green blood mixed with bubbles flowed continuously from his mouth.
His body twitched slightly—just a few unconscious nerve spasms.
Roshi: "..."
Roshi truly couldn't understand what had happened.
The scene before him had completely shattered his understanding of reality.
"Hey… you… are you really Demon King Piccolo?" Roshi asked uncertainly.
"Or are you just one of his insignificant subordinates? Or maybe a clone or something?"
He crouched down beside the green body, hoping for some kind of answer.
"Thud."
As if responding to Roshi's question—
Piccolo's twisted head suddenly tilted to the side.
The last trace of life disappeared.
He was completely dead.
His eyes remained frozen in shock and disbelief.
"Hey, are you okay, Demon King Piccolo?" Broly also walked over and lightly kicked Piccolo's side.
"Stop pretending to be dead."
Piccolo didn't move at all.
Like a real corpse.
Roshi's face turned pale again.
Could he be faking it?
Is that possible?
Did Broly really just press his head once… and kill him like that?
Roshi couldn't help remembering when Broly had slammed his head into the ground earlier.
Sure, it hurt.
But he was still perfectly alive.
But Piccolo…
was clearly dead.
Completely dead.
The difference in their power levels was simply too great.
Even though Broly had only used one ten-thousandth of his strength, and had instinctively restrained most of it halfway through—
For someone like Piccolo, whose power level was only around 260, it was the equivalent of being struck by a meteor.
If Broly hadn't held back—
Piccolo's head wouldn't have just deformed.
It would have exploded like a crushed watermelon.
"I told you," Broly said helplessly, shrugging his shoulders.
"He wasn't very tough."
"So why did you insist on using that life-threatening Evil Containment Wave earlier?"
"He was so weak. You could've just beaten him normally."
Roshi: "..."
Roshi opened his mouth, but his throat felt dry.
He couldn't say a single word.
After a long moment of silence, he crouched down again.
With a complicated expression, he carefully checked Piccolo's body once more.
No heartbeat.
No breathing.
No energy left.
Dead.
Completely dead.
And the death was terrible.
His head had been crushed and deformed, like it had been pressed by a massive hydraulic machine.
"Th… this guy…"
"Is he really the Demon King Piccolo?" Roshi muttered while sweating nervously.
He began seriously questioning his own memory.
Did Piccolo weaken after being sealed in the rice cooker for hundreds of years?
But that doesn't make sense.
Krillin was killed by his subordinate, wasn't he?
"I don't know," Broly said innocently.
"You're the one who met him before. Can't you recognize him?"
Roshi suddenly looked up at the airship hovering nearby.
"Hey! You people in the flying ship!" he shouted loudly.
"This green guy… isn't just some fake subordinate pretending to be Demon King Piccolo, right?!"
Inside the Airship
Inside the Pilaf Gang's flying fortress, everyone had witnessed everything clearly.
Emperor Pilaf, Mai, Shu, and Piano were all staring through the window.
Their faces were pale.
Their bodies trembled violently.
"D-Demon King Piccolo… was… was he just killed?" Pilaf stuttered.
"Th-That can't be real…" Mai whispered, her face full of terror.
"That kid… he only used one move…" Shu said with cold sweat dripping down his face.
Piano: "..."
Piano couldn't even speak anymore.
The fear had completely paralyzed him.
Demon King Piccolo… died?
The great and invincible Demon King Piccolo…
was slapped to death like a fly by some random kid?
This must be a nightmare!
This can't be real!
Suddenly Piano snapped out of it.
"R-Run! Leave this place immediately!" he screamed.
"Right now! Hurry!"
"Yes! Y-Yes!" Pilaf panicked and ran to the controls.
The airship engines roared.
The ship turned around and attempted to escape quickly.
Roshi Tries to Stop Them
"They're escaping!" Roshi shouted.
"There are still Demon King Piccolo's followers on that ship!"
"We can't let them escape! Otherwise they'll cause trouble later!"
"Kamehame—"
But before Roshi could finish charging his Kamehameha—
Broly glanced at the fleeing airship.
Then he looked down at Piccolo's corpse.
Suddenly an idea came to his mind.
Broly stepped forward casually.
He grabbed Piccolo's wrist.
Then—
Like throwing a bag of garbage—
He casually threw the corpse into the air.
"WHOOSH—BOOM!"
Piccolo's body flew through the sky like a cannonball.
It smashed directly through the airship's fragile armor.
And crashed straight into Piano, who had been trying to hide.
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