Dragon Ball God Mu C451

After knowing the origin behind God Mu Force, Birgil's heart relaxed. It turned out that everything was his overthinking. The fact that the person behind God Mu Forces forces was Muyang meant that it was something to be celebrated for the entire North Area.

Next, Muyang invited Birgil to enter the small building for a short rest. Then accompanied by Melissa, he ascended the Great Azure Mountain to the Kami School's martial arts building.

The elders of the Kami School, including Isaac, Clarissa, Beyaros, and others, saw the Namekian for the first time, and their faces could not help but show a hint of curiosity.

Speaking of which, Isaac and other elders were already 80-90 years old. The older ones were already close to 100 years old, belonging to the well-deserved elderly. However, because they had taken Elixir of Immortality, their appearance still looked middle-aged. –, with the increasing level of martial arts in recent years, as well as the increasing popularity of technology, the average life expectancy of Earthlings was increasing significantly.

After Muyang's introduction, several elders knew the identity of the Namekian in front of them and came forward to offer warm hospitality to the Birgil.

Birgil had stayed on Earth for a short time last time because of the affairs of Planet Ambera. After that, he went to Planet Namek and did not visit Earth properly, so he visited the whole Great Azure Mountain at the invitation of the elders of the Kami School and gave some instructions to the disciples on the Great Azure Mountain.

These disciples, either sitting on their knees, closing their eyes and meditating, or practicing in pairs, sweating like rain, or a person diligently studying and honing their basic Fighting Technique, all of them were very serious and did not slacken a bit.

Looking at these martial arts practitioners diligently practicing, Birgil nodded appreciatively, “These disciples of the Kami School are good children who are willing to suffer, and the method they practice is very subtle and seems to hide even more esoteric connotations.”

Birgil saw that there was a deeper connotation hidden in it after just a few glances.

Melissa laughed, “This is Kami School that Muyang has improved, and when practiced in conjunction with the Heavenly God Fist, it can greatly stimulate the potential of Earthlings.”

Birgil nodded and observed carefully, feeling more and more the profoundness of the Kami School martial art.

Walking along the way to see over, the degree of hard work of the Earth martial artists exceeded his imagination and moved him very much.

In contrast, the Namekian living in the Planet Namek was much slacker. Except for a few combat-oriented Namekians, the other Namekians would not take the initiative to practice at all but instead lived a leisurely and relaxed life like a small farmer. Perhaps it was the nature of the Namekian, who preferred to be close to nature and resisted violence from the inside. However, this also predetermined that it was very difficult for a master to appear among the Namekians.

As the times continued to change, the strongest people of this era would eventually grow old one day. Birgil was worried about the future development potential of the Namekian.

With a sigh in his heart, Birgil felt a lot.

Next, after staying in the Great Azure Mountain for a while, Birgil said goodbye to Muyang and the others and was left alone with a heart full of thoughts.

This time, in addition to asking about the background of the God Mu Force's power, Birgil's second purpose was to meet with the Earth's previous Kami. That Namekian who fled from Planet Namek to Earth because of the climate catastrophe, the son of the excellent Dragon Clan Katas.

Shifting in direction, Birgil flew towards the temple like a lightning bolt.

With Birgil's power level of tens of millions, the whole process was exceptionally easy. It took only a short time to cross the Korin Tower and the lightning space on it, and he quickly entered the space where the Lookout was located.

On the Lookout, Birgil met the aged Old Kami. Like the Namekian Grand Elder, the Old Kami's body also emitted a decaying and weak aura.

“This senior from Planet Namek, I am the previous Kami of Earth.” The Old Kami's thin figure appeared in front of Birgil, with a very weak aura.

“I'm confused!” Birgil sighed in pain as he felt the weak aura of the Old Kami. He had heard about the Old Kami from Muyang before and felt even more deplorable when they met.

Obviously, he was an extremely talented dragon. Still, because of a little bit of evil thoughts in his body, he hardened his body into two parts, and after the split, whether the Namekian was still the original Namekian, no one knew? Pure good, pure evil, what was the point of differentiating so far? Even Birgil himself did not dare to say that there was no evil in his body.

However, things had come to this point. The situation of the Old Kami was irreparable. His body, soul, bloodline, and potential had long been incomplete because of the split, and the potential for development had been limited.

“Son of Katas, I feel happy to see the clan outside of Planet Namek. Only you and Guru are left among the Namekian from the same era as me,” Birgil said in a complicated tone.

He was the only one of the three Namekian from the last era who was still in a youthful state, and the Old Kami in front of him was as old as the great elder.

The Old Kami's old eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, “Is Planet Namek my home planet? I don't even know what it's like there.”

Birgil said, “Go back and take a look sometime!”

The Old Kami nodded, “I will go back.”

The position of Kami did not bring the Old Kami a long life. Like the great elders of Planet Namek, the Old Kami was nearing the end of his life, and before he disappeared, he wanted to go back to his home planet to have a look.

After staying in the Lookout for some time, Birgil and the Old Kami left with a lamentable farewell.

Yuzabits Heights.

A deep and narrow canyon-like rift valley lay on top of the plateau, like a giant dragon, cutting the whole vast and boundless plateau into two sides. The slightly flat hills were covered with reddish-brown sand and gravel, and there was no grass around because of the lack of water. Even life was rarely found here.

Lighthouse-like stone pillars rose from the ground, the top of the stone pillars.

The newborn Piccolo draped in a white cloak with a cap on his head, sat quietly in the void. The cold, cold wind whistles, hitting the cheeks. It hurts.

Perhaps because of the inheritance of the majority of the power of the Great Demon King Piccolo, the newborn Piccolo was different from the ordinary Namekian at the beginning. A year and a half, Piccolo had grown into an adult state, with a power far exceeded that of the Great Demon King Piccolo.

Piccolo sat motionless in meditation. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and vaguely felt a trace of energy that made him cold approaching him.

“Not bad, although the power is a little weaker, the reaction ability is good and rare is that you actually do a see the combat type Namekian!”

A cold voice rang out from all directions. Piccolo looked around in all directions but did not find any figure.

“Who is it? Come out!”

Piccolo stood up with a grim face and viciously stomped on the stone pillar under his feet.

'Could it be those martial artists from above the earth?'

'Did they find my traces?'

Thinking of this, a cold killing intent emerged on Piccolo's face.

“Alas …… after all, it is laced with the aura of the Demon Race. If this evil thought controls it, you won't be a pure Namekian.”

Although the newborn Piccolo was coalesced out of the power of Great Demon King Piccolo, he also inherited the bloodline of Demon King Piccolo. It was half of Namekian bloodline and half of the demonic evil thought. If it could dissolve this evil thought, the newborn Piccolo was the real Namekian.

“What the hell are you?” Piccolo's heart was puzzled, and then he saw a person he was very familiar with appearing in front of him.

Green skin, pale red muscle lines at the abdomen and arms, and two tentacles at the top of the head, the appearance actually resembled himself. Could it be that the person in front of him was also a demon or related to the Kami?

“Young Namekian, my name is 'Birgil'!”

As he spoke, Birgil saw the untamed character of Piccolo and smiled lightly on his face. A small amount of breath was released, which was very weak for Birgil, but it was as vast as the sky for Piccolo.

Instantly, Piccolo couldn't move. He suddenly felt that the end of the world had come.

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