Chapter 259 Slag's Final Struggle

"Dragon Ball? Shenlong?!"

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, Slag instantly jumped up from the throne, his eyes full of incredulity. The usually steady King of the Universe, Slag, could not help but tremble at this moment.

As a very young Namekian, how could he not know about the miraculous dragon ball manufacturing technique possessed by the most special dragon race among the Namekians? !

"Dragon Ball?! Shenlong?! Piccolo... Piccolo... Piccolo, you guy!!"

Slug immediately realized that this was definitely a dragon ball made by Piccolo. It was unreasonable for this kid to hide it from him. If he had the Dragon Ball, why would he need the Life Fruit to delay his aging? Why not just pray to the dragon to regain his youth?

As for the Life Fruit, it can be used to simply enhance one's own strength. Slag quickly walked towards the tree of life where Piccolo was. He knew that this boy must be the maker of the Dragon Balls. Namekians are all born with this fruit. Magicians, this kind of magical talent is a blood talent given by the universe, and other ethnic groups simply cannot envy them.

And among the Namekians, there is a group of people who are absolute outliers who are so talented in magic that they can change their lives. It seems that the entire universe has given the green light to this small group of Namekians, allowing them to break the laws of the entire universe and do things. , this group of people is called the Dragon Clan among the Namek people.

Why is it called Dragon Clan? Because they can communicate with the dragon world, draw out a trace of the dragon soul in the dragon world, and bind it with life magic to create dragons that are like real objects. Moreover, these dragons can display the anti-universe law of "wishes come true", which is comparable to It’s called a heaven-defying technique!

Piccolo saw Slag appearing at his training place and asked curiously: "Sir Slag, you came here in such a hurry. Could it be that you were scared by JOKER?"

"No, I was scared by the Dragon Balls!"

"What?! How could you..."

Seeing Piccolo's surprised expression, Slag smiled slightly and said: "It seems that I guessed it right. You are the creator of the Dragon Balls. No, no, no. To be precise, you are not the complete creator. You and that The two gods are one, and it should be the god who made the Dragon Ball. Otherwise, you would not be inferior to JOKER, right?"

Big Devil Piccolo laughed and showed a proud expression, "So what can you judge?!"

"Bick, you guys underestimate me..." Slug's eyes showed a little sullenness, and he said lightly: "It is for this reason that JOKER did not kill you, because you Once he dies, the most precious Dragon Ball on the earth disappears. To be honest, the entire earth is like garbage when it comes to Dragon Balls.”

"It's a pity... that within the next year, the Dragon Balls will no longer be usable!"

"What did you say?!" Slag's expression changed drastically. He knew very well what this sentence meant. Dragon Ball's wish had been used. If he still wanted to use it, he would have to wait for a while!

Piccolo's eyes were full of regret. He did not say that the wish was used by him, but lied: "JOKER is so strong. I think it must be the power given by the Dragon Ball. I am more and more sure now."

"No, it's impossible. The wish that Shenlong can fulfill cannot exceed the strength of the creator. If you and that god are one, then the difference in your strength will not be very big."

Piccolo thought for a while and said: "The power of JOKER lies in his DNA evolution method. I think some of the key points are the tips given by Shenlong. Otherwise, the effect of his Rise of Warriors plan will not be so significant."

Slug chuckled, with a scheming look on his face. Piccolo narrowed his eyes slightly. Slug really gave him a very dangerous feeling, as if he could deal with JOKER's attack at any time.

"Bick, I have a plan here that I want to discuss with you. What do you think?"

"Let's talk about it, but it's best not to go too far."

"Merge with me!"

Piccolo was startled and asked in confusion: "You said I would merge with you? Isn't this a joke?"

"You have lost the memory of the Namekians, so you don't know many of the memories belonging to the Namekians. We Namekians have a chance to fuse with each other. After the fusion, the combat effectiveness will be greatly improved. As for the magnitude, How big is it? Let’s put it this way, two original combat powers of 10,000 can be combined to produce a combat power of 100,000.”

Piccolo frowned and asked in confusion: "My fighting ability is far inferior to yours, what good will this combination do to me?"

"You can share my memories and combat power, and our consciousnesses will merge with each other, and you will still feel that you are the Great Demon King Piccolo."

"Is it possible that your consciousness is willing to take a back seat?"

"Haha, in fact, there is no so-called first and second place. There are many wonderful benefits after merging."

Of course, Piccolo couldn't be so stupid. He quickly calculated in his mind and quickly grasped the key point. He smiled and said: "I understand, this kind of fusion must be done by both people willingly, and there must be one person who is the main body. A person who has been fused loses his own consciousness, so you came to me to discuss it instead of forcefully merging, am I right?"

Slag had no expression on his face. Piccolo was indeed smart, but the key was that he really couldn't deal with him now. After all, JOKER's attack would soon cover this area. With that kind of attack, the Tree of Life might be killed before it grows up!

"Picco, I promise you that after the fusion, your consciousness will take the lead, and your combat power will rise at an incredible speed. Not only that, the reason why I am willing to share this knowledge with you is that we can still separate later, but separation requires a price. Choose, I tell you clearly that I can't defeat JOKER at all with my current self, and you can't surpass JOKER even if you take the fruit of life. This is the cruelest reality."

Suddenly, when Slag was discussing with Piccolo, the ground was shaking more and more terrifying. Piccolo said with a stern expression: "You just want to take advantage of my unity with the gods. JOKER doesn't dare to kill me at all, right No, you despicable guy."

"That's right, Piccolo, I can tell you clearly that if you refuse, I will kill you before Joker arrives. In this way, neither of us can have a good life. After all, when facing death, no matter how great the Dragon Ball is, it has no meaning at all. Instead of this, it is better to be more ruthless!"

Picco snorted coldly and said unhappily: "Look at you, you really look like a dog that has lost its home."

"Well, a dog that has lost its home has also gone through the final struggle. Compared to relying on others for a lifetime, I think I still have more dignity. At least I destroyed the Dragon Ball, which will make JOKER fall into irreparable regret. "