"Where is Kami?"
The tiger monster walked to the front of King Piccolo and held the broadsword horizontally in his hand. He stroked the sharp blade with one hand, which emitted a cold light under the sunlight.
"Hum ~"
The tiger demon blew gently on the blade, and the broad-backed broadsword let out a clear sound, cold and sharp.
"You'd better tell me where Kami is; otherwise, the broadsword in my hand will not be merciful."
The tiger monster placed the broadsword on King Piccolo's neck and said coldly.
"I don't know." King Piccolo's face was gloomy as he gnashed his teeth.
King Piccolo would not only be reduced to someone else's meal, but he would also have to succumb to the enemy's tyranny.
"How could you not know? I've heard of the Doppelganger Cultivation Technique. There is a certain connection between the doppelganger and the main body."
The tiger monster's broadsword cut a two-finger-wide wound on King Piccolo's body, from which bright red blood flowed out.
"How could I know?" King Piccolo was stunned. How come he had never heard of the Doppelganger Cultivation Technique?
Could it be that Kami Piccolo created a Doppelganger Cultivation Technique while he was sealed?
"Are you going to tell me or not?"
Looking at King Piccolo's puzzled expression, the tiger monster once again slashed at King Piccolo's body. 'You're still pretending to be confused.'
"Don't waste it."
'I have a date with zombies!' Zombie Kuang Tianyou looked at the blood flowing out of King Piccolo's body with a regretful expression. He quickly took out a blood bag from his bosom and caught the blood flowing out of King Piccolo's body.
In his original world, it was extremely difficult for him to obtain even a little bit of human blood. King Piccolo's body might be flowing with divine blood.
Every drop of divine blood was precious, so how could it be wasted?
"You demons!" King Piccolo roared at Kuang Tianyou.
These earthlings were even more terrifying than him; they didn't even let go of a little bit of his blood.
"I must find an opportunity to release my child."
King Piccolo felt desolate in his heart. He knew that he had no chance of survival.
However, his will to destroy Earth couldn't be stopped. He wanted to pass on his power and let Piccolo II fulfill his dream.
"You are mistaken. We are great monsters, not demons." The tiger goblin was infuriated when he heard King Piccolo address him as King Piccolo. Piccolo had actually mistaken his race.
"Hurry up and tell us where the Empyrean God is, and we'll give you a quick death." The Eagle Demon couldn't help but say.
If the Kami knew that his servant had been captured, would he run away?
If they left in high spirits, when the time came, the place would be empty, and in the end, it would just be an empty joy.
"Hurry up and tell me."
Upon hearing this, the tiger monster's face turned pale. He had interrogated King Piccolo for so long, but he hadn't obtained any information. He then stabbed King Piccolo's shoulder with his sword.
Kuang Tianyou put the bag full of blood into his bosom, and then took out another blood bag to catch the blood flowing out of King Piccolo's shoulder.
"Ah ~ I don't know, I don't know …" King Piccolo's voice trembled.
He was going to die in the hands of such a stupid tiger. He, King Piccolo, was wise all his life, but in the end, he was reduced to such a state.
"He's a real man."
Yan Chixia looked at King Piccolo, who was bleeding profusely from the tiger monster's slashes, and a trace of admiration appeared in his eyes.
This demon, whose whole body was filled with bad karma, actually had such backbone.
"Why do I feel like we are the villains?"
Kaneki Ken of the Ghoul World looked at King Piccolo, who was covered in blood, and said sympathetically.
If it weren't for King Piccolo's endless bad karma and the hundreds of thousands of people who had died in his hands, he would have felt that he had become the villain.
"I respect you as a real man. If you have any last wishes, just say them. It's impossible to leave your corpse intact. At most, I'll leave you a complete skeleton," the Black Bear Spirit couldn't help but say. He must eat meat, and at most, he wouldn't eat bones.
What he liked to hear the most were the stories of great heroes and great warriors circulating in the human world. This King Piccolo still had some backbone.
"I didn't expect this clone to be so loyal to the main body!"
Yan Chixia sheathed the spirit sword in his hand and couldn't help but say to King Piccolo, who looked very miserable on the ground, with a hint of admiration in his tone.
Even after being beaten to such a state, he didn't reveal any information about Kami Piccolo.
"I'm loyal to Kami?"
King Piccolo looked angry. This was a great insult to his conscience. In his dictionary, there was no such thing as loyalty.
All the words related to justice had nothing to do with King Piccolo.
If he really knew where Kami Piccolo was, he would have immediately made Kami Piccolo's location public.
However, King Piccolo didn't care about this. He and Kami Piccolo were one. If he, King Piccolo, died, Kami Piccolo would also die.
Regardless of whether he could find Kami Piccolo or not, Kami Piccolo wouldn't be able to escape death. It was just that the way he would die would be different.
"Are you really willing to fulfill my last wish?"
King Piccolo hesitated. Even if he let Piccolo the Second come out now, it would still be difficult for him to escape the pursuit of Yan Chixia and the others.
Now that this group of people wanted to fulfill his last wish, a glimmer of hope rose in King Piccolo's heart.
"Remember, this is your last wish. It's impossible for them to let you go."
Kuang Tianyou looked at the bag that was once again filled with blood and couldn't help but remind him. "However, although we won't necessarily help you fulfill your other wishes, we won't stop you either."
Kuang Tianyou knew very well that once they left the Dragon Ball World tomorrow, they would probably never have the chance to return in their lifetime.
"Don't worry, we are not bad people."
Kaneki Ken comforted him out of goodwill. Unless the shop owner spoke, no one could change King Piccolo's death.
However, they couldn't help fulfill King Piccolo's other last wishes, but at least they wouldn't stop them.
"You are good people?"
King Piccolo looked at Kaneki Ken, who was exuding a scholarly aura. This was somewhat similar to the scholars he had trampled more than three hundred years ago. Kaneki Ken had a gentle personality and looked harmless.
'If it weren't for the shameful drool still dripping from the corner of your mouth, I would have believed it.' King Piccolo cursed in his heart.
Although King Piccolo was extremely vicious, he had never drooled at his opponent.
This young-looking scholar in front of him, on the one hand, said that he was not a bad person, and on the other hand, showed a strong desire to eat him. Even saliva kept dripping from the corner of his mouth.
If such a person was not a bad person, then King Piccolo didn't know how to define what a bad person was.
"Perhaps one day, I, King Piccolo, will leave a glorious mark in the annals of history." King Piccolo looked at Kaneki Ken, whose mouth was dripping with saliva, and Kuang Tianyou, whose eyes were burning with passion.
These two people looked like good people in the eyes of humans, but in his eyes, they were real demons. Their physiological reactions had already exposed the darkness in their hearts.
He, King Piccolo, was not dead yet, but these two people looked like they wanted to have a full meal.
One was catching the blood from his wound while looking at his neck with fiery eyes.
The other was constantly comforting him, making him believe that the people he had encountered were not bad people, but saliva kept dripping from the corner of his mouth.
In King Piccolo's eyes, Kuang Tianyou and Kaneki Ken were more ferocious than the tiger demon that had slashed him several times. They were simply overlords among demons, the best demons, the ultimate demons.
"Historical records: XXXX year, XX month, XX day, the world's hero, King Piccolo, fought Yan Chixia and other five demons, and fell in the sealed land."
King Piccolo seemed to have seen the glorious deeds of King Piccolo recorded in human history books thousands of years later.
"I want you to let my child go." King Piccolo's face showed a trace of sorrow. Of course, this trace of sorrow was faked by King Piccolo.
Kaneki Ken and his group wanted to play noble, so he, King Piccolo, would fulfill their wish.
When his child, who was more talented and powerful, became the new King Piccolo, these humans who played with him would end up more miserable than him today.
"Is this your son, Fried Rice?" The tiger demon lifted Pilaf, who was trembling on the ground, with one hand. The two's skin was a little similar.
"I am not … his son, not … his son, I am … Pilaf, I … am King Pilaf …" Pilaf's whole body trembled, and he felt his soul palpitating.
King Piccolo actually didn't let go of his savior even in death. He was worthy of being the most evil Great Demon King 300 years ago.
However, 300 years later, six even more evil Great Demon Kings appeared, and even a demon like King Piccolo wanted to eat them.
"I don't want to unify the world anymore! I don't want to unify the world anymore … "
Pilaf instantly felt that the world was too scary. There were actually so many scary demons. It was safest to stay in his villa for the rest of his life.
"He is not my son." King Piccolo suppressed the anger in his heart and said with a trembling voice.
If his son looked like this, there was no need for others to do anything, as he would have killed him with his own hands.
"My son is not born yet." King Piccolo glanced at Yan Chixia and the others and said.
If he didn't say it, his son would definitely die. But if he said it, these demons might let his son go.
"Is your wife nearby?" Yan Chixia looked puzzled. He quickly shook his head and said, "We don't know how to deliver a child."
They didn't find anyone nearby, so it was impossible for King Piccolo to beg them to let his wife and son go.
Then, there was only one possibility. His wife was about to give birth and couldn't move, so they had to deliver the child.
"You just have to promise to let my child go." King Piccolo felt the power in his body rapidly dissipating, and a trace of anxiety flashed on his face.
If his child was not born, because of his lack of power, his child's talent and strength would be greatly weakened. Avenging him would just be a joke.
"The child's life and death are up to fate." King Piccolo gritted his teeth, and the power and essence of his whole body quickly gathered as he roared, "My child, come out!"
"Roar ~ roar ~ roar ~"
"What is he doing?" Yan Chixia and the others were dumbfounded as they looked at King Piccolo, who was vomiting non-stop.
"His neck is getting thicker, and something seems to be coming out?" Yan Chixia's eyes almost popped out. 'How is this possible?'
Kuang Tianyou, Kaneki Ken, and the others glanced at each other. 'Is he going to give birth?'
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