And if you die...

Anyway, the Dragon Balls need to be exchanged, so it’s no problem for Big Devil Piccolo to gather enough [Ruby] to do it himself.

Pilaf recognized a problem.

That is, when they are not irreplaceable, they are really dispensable garbage.

…

[Xiao Wu: Mr. Pilaf, what should we do next?!]

Xiao Wu got up from the ground, Ash was with her, and Pilaf was the first to walk towards the door.

really……

No one cares about the low-level demons who are cleaning the room.

Didn't even take a second look.

seem……

The status of the fried rice trio is no different from that of the handymen.

That's right.

In this building, the position of the Pilaf trio has now become the servants of the Great Demon King Piccolo.

They are all the kind of things that are not worth mentioning.

[Pilaf: Have you seen the camp channel? There is more than just Big Devil Piccolo in this world.]

Pilaf suddenly said something meaningful.

[Axiu: Then we...]

[Xiao Wu: Mr. Pilaf means...]

Ashiu and Xiao Wu's eyes lit up. The best way to get rid of Big Demon King Piccolo is...

[Pilaf: Let the old man who should have passed away enter his grave again.]

[Pilaf: Let Demon King Piccolo out, besides... we know more than just Piccolo! 】

Yes.

It's just a green-skinned guy, and it's not just Piccolo.

Pilaf knows a lot!

[Pilaf: Let the Big Demon Piccolo be eliminated, and we can replace Asmode with another one!]

[Pilaf: Besides... once Demon King Piccolo disappears, we will be the only ones who know about the Dragon Balls!]

[Pilaf: First find out what's going on with the million-dollar bounty, and then... put an end to our bad situation.]

The fried rice trio reached a consensus.

They hate Piccolo, who threatens them, is not trustworthy, and refuses to share the world with them.

Now……

[Pilaf: Let me see who can be added as a friend in the camp channel...the King of Clowns?!]

[Pilaf: It looks like this!]

…

at the same time.

The location of the demon wizard Belasco, who had just hung up Mr. Gibbert's magic communication.

A good deal was struck between them.

However.

Before Belasco could pack his things, he was ready to end his magic retreat.

Go and take part in the fun in hell.

Sudden.

His magic book chirped again, well, there was new excitement.

"Let me see."

"Asmodeus, why can't you take some time off?!"

Only when the name of this big devil was mentioned, Belasco remembered it.

Oh, right.

His previous experiment was an apprentice, a nondescript fellow named Nastir.

It seems that he died on Asmod's territory.

Now……

As Belasco's fingers light up, the magic book also appears in brilliance.

It's Asmode's latest promotional poster, showing the four planets pinched in the hands of the big devil.

So conspicuous.

"Dragon Ball?!"

“It’s so interesting to have a baby who can fulfill all your wishes!”

Best was stunned for a moment, then looked at the terrifying face prominently displayed on the poster.

"Demon King Piccolo!"

"The magic response told me that it was a new warrior who massacred Mephisto's Eternal Arena!"
Chapter completed!