But now...

From the beginning of the battle to besiege Piccolo, Asmodeus did three things in total.

First, the audience area was set up and a layer of protection was added.

Then.

All chips that appear will be sucked into his soul vault.

at last.

It was he who had been calling passionately to broadcast this event live for everyone in the city.

But now...

The most exciting stage of fighting was over, and Piccolo started boxing with others.

This is starting to feel uninteresting.

But Asmodeus briefly calculated the amount in the soul vault and discovered something was wrong.

There are not that many dead souls.

Um……

On the other hand, the number of panicked people in the protective zone increased so much.

Um……

It seemed like he was moved to the auditorium without the demons noticing!

"Who is it?!"

"And just now in such a fierce battle, Mr. Bick suddenly fell behind!"

"this……"

Asmodeus's eyes wandered, and he suddenly became interested in something different in his doubts.

"It's my favorite backstab session again!"

"and……"

"It's so scary. This guy must be trying to deal with me while hiding. Am I going to die?!"

“I’m so looking forward to it!”

The long and boring soul-torture journey in hell seems to have turned Asmodeus into a madman.

Machima watched Asmod's performance, and she also became interested in this hidden guy.

"Do you need me to find him?!"

"It's my first day working in the capital of hell, oh, by the way..."

"Dead remnants on the battlefield..."

Before Machima finished speaking, Asmod had already clapped her hands.

"I know, I know."

"This is already mentioned in the contract we just signed. Any corpse you want is yours."

"Why does such a gentle girl have such a weird habit?!"

Following Asmodeus's call, the low-level demon who had been waiting outside the door for a long time came in.

"Lord Asmodeus, according to your instructions, we have brought the recycling back."

"Then quickly bring it in for me, what's the point?!"

Asmodeus shook off the microphone in his hand and took several crystal balls in his paws.

Crystal clear and shining with magical light, some familiar scenes appeared inside.

"Here you go!"

"No matter what you want, Demonic Land will give you a response. After all... trapped in this hell, no one can escape!"

"It's just a dead shell, don't overdo it!"

Asmodeus said simply and threw the crystal ball in his hand to Makima.

"Hehehe."

Makima laughed.

The orange-circled pupils looked through the crystal ball, and there appeared...

A giant with a white crescent beard, a cloak of justice with a shaggy head, and a bunch of shark limbs floating in the sea.

And...a rising skull that contains a lot of poison.

"The poor man's rose!"

"I quite like this name, but it's a pity that you are dead..."

Machima said to herself, she put away the crystal ball in her hand, and her cooperation with Asmodeus went smoothly.

"Um……"

"So the guy hiding in the crowd needs to be found?!"

"No……"

Asmodeus looked at his city and saw billowing smoke and dust in a large area.

This smell of destruction is really wonderful.

"He will always come to me!"

"We don't have time to delay, our new customers are coming soon!"

"Machima, I need you to come with me to receive us!"

…

There is no need to mention the beautiful scenery in the center of the city, but the cruel battlefield above.

The worries about Shaka are not the worries of the old god now.

He had just arrived in the new world and did not understand the structure of this hell very well.

The most important thing right now is to solve Piccolo!

Um……

For Piccolo, the Elder God also needs to be dealt with!

"Found you!"

Whoosh!

Moving at high speed, Piccolo appeared not far from the old god.

Entered the battlefield area.

Piccolo naturally felt where the old god was and locked the target!

He immediately threw away Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara and moved quickly.

"..."

Zhen Qianshou stopped punching.

Senju Hashirama was slightly silent. In any case, he was lagging behind others in terms of speed.

It's really a disadvantage when fighting.

"Hashirama!"

"Now is not the time to let him run away!"

Uchiha Madara was also unhappy.

And considering the advantages of the two of them, they displayed such a huge ninjutsu attack.

The battlefield is only two steps away.

However……

In this short interval of one or two seconds, a lot of things can happen.

The old god confronts Piccolo.

He also decided to resolve everything with Piccolo here.

Running away won't solve the problem, it's time to let the source of the confusion go away.

And Piccolo...

"It seems Shaka won't help you anymore!"

The feeling of anger permeates the air, and there is no breath of Shaka. The old god has a soul circle on his head.
To be continued...