Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1622 Regaining Youth
Shenlong!

The guardians of the Dragon Balls, the embodiment of wishes, have descended!

Its massive body completely loomed above the dark clouds, the golden light contrasting sharply with the inky clouds, enveloping everything below under its absolute will.

Those scarlet dragon eyes swept over Danbalin and Simbal without any emotion, and finally, their tangible gaze landed heavily on Piccolo, who was almost inhuman.

The air freezes.

The sounds of wind and thunder seemed to be frozen in that instant by the supreme majesty of the dragon. Only Piccolo's labored, bellows-like breathing, faint yet tenacious, proved that he was still alive.

The dragon's deep, majestic voice, seemingly emanating from the very beginning of the universe, resounded like a tangible sonic wave, echoing deep within the souls of every living being, carrying an unquestionable and absolute authority.
"Tell me your wish! You who have collected all seven Dragon Balls! Whatever your wish, I can grant it!"

The sound was like a heavy hammer, slamming into Piccolo's almost extinguished core of consciousness.

desire!

He paid such a terrible price, drained his last bit of life energy, and endured soul-tearing pain, all for this moment!
Bick suddenly opened his eyes, his cloudy eyeballs bursting with a terrifying light due to extreme desire and the last burning vitality of his life.

He used all his remaining willpower to break free from his newborn son's support, his body shaking violently as if it would fall apart at any moment.

He forced his hunched back to straighten, like a dying king defending his last vestiges of dignity.

"I……"

His voice was hoarse and cracked, like sandpaper rubbing, each word accompanied by violent coughing and more spurting of dark green blood.

The blood splattered under the golden light emanating from the dragon, making a soft "hissing" sound, and was instantly evaporated into wisps of green smoke carrying a putrid smell.

But disregarding everything, with the last ounce of his life, he unleashed a roar from the deepest recesses of his soul, filled with boundless resentment and the most primal yearning for life, towards the dragon that reigned high in the clouds, looking down upon all living beings:
"Let me regain my youth!!!"

That roar exhausted him.

As soon as the roar subsided, Bick's body fell forward like a puppet with its strings cut.

Simbal let out a terrified growl, and his enormous hand hurriedly reached out to catch it.

The newly born demon boy cried out in alarm and rushed forward desperately to try and support him.

However, just as Piccolo's body was about to touch the cold rock—

The dragon's pair of scarlet, cold eyes suddenly lit up!

"This wish is very simple!"

The dragon's magnificent voice once again resounded throughout the heavens and earth, carrying a declarative indifference.

The seven Dragon Balls scattered on the ground seemed to be summoned, and at the same time they burst out with an unprecedentedly dazzling light that could rival the golden light of the dragon!
The dragon's three words, "It's very simple," fell like the final judgment hammer, announcing that Piccolo's all-or-nothing gamble was about to be realized! Just as Piccolo's body leaned forward, about to completely collapse and fall, the dazzling beam of light from the seven dragon balls precisely engulfed him!

That light was not just a simple radiance, but contained the power of the most fundamental laws of life in the universe, a mighty torrent capable of reversing time and reshaping decay!

"Ugh—Aaaaaaaahh ...

A completely different roar, filled with pain and ecstasy, tearing and rebirth, exploded from the pillar of light!

This was no longer Piccolo's previous exhausted roar, but a burst of power savagely expanding in the shattered container, bones being forcibly stretched, and flesh and blood frantically reorganizing!
Inside the pillar of light, the scene was terrifying.

Bick's withered and decaying body, which was like a dead tree, was undergoing a terrifying transformation that was visible to the naked eye!

The decaying peeling: His wrinkled, dark green skin, like the bark of an old tree, cracked and peeled off inch by inch under the golden light!
Those outer shells, symbolizing aging and decay, turned to ashes like burning paper, instantly swept away and annihilated by the stream of light.

Remodeling of flesh and blood: Beneath the skin, atrophied muscles expand wildly and bulge like they are being inflated!
The severed tendon was reattached with a sickening cracking sound.

The once hunched spine seemed to be forcibly straightened by a tremendous force, emitting a dull, loud sound as the joints realigned.

A surge of power: the depleted source of magic—that body, long as parched as a desert, was now as if its veins had been pierced!
A terrifying torrent of magic, surging and almost overflowing, appeared out of nowhere, violently washing over and expanding every tiny magical channel within his body.

This force is so vast, so primal, so... pure!
It possesses the dual characteristics of destruction and rebirth, roaring and surging within Piccolo's body.

Transformation of form: His figure grew rapidly taller and stronger in the light!
The skin sheds its dullness and radiates an aggressive, deep, and emerald-like cold luster!
The crisscrossing wrinkles on his face were completely smoothed out, replaced by sharp, powerful lines.

Those cloudy eyes became sharp as a hawk's, with a raging, seemingly inextinguishable evil flame burning deep within their pupils!

Beyond the beam of light lay a deathly silence and an overwhelming sense of awe!

Danbalin: This powerful demon warrior stood frozen like a stone statue. His crimson pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints in extreme shock, and his jaw nearly dislocated.

He witnessed firsthand the reversal from decay to prosperity. The terrifying aura emanating from that pillar of light, belonging to the Great Demon King at his peak, made his very soul tremble!

That was the absolute power in his memory that swept across the world and made all living beings grovel!
Simbal: His massive body involuntarily took a step back, leaving deep cracks in the ground. A low, fearful, and awe-inspiring whimper escaped his throat. The life energy within that pillar of light was too overwhelming, too domineering, instilling in him an instinctive sense of dread.

The newly born demon youth: He had already been overwhelmed by the pressure of the divine dragon and the sudden change before his eyes, and collapsed to the ground, his hands tightly covering his head.

His keen perceptive talent was now being subjected to an unprecedented flood of information!
What he "saw" was not a simple physical change, but a vast law of life brutally rewriting reality! It was a colossal wave forcibly twisting the river of time!

It was the terrifying energy core within his father's body, expanding rapidly like a supernova explosion, almost bursting the limits of his perception! The shock of this sight far exceeded his ability to withstand it, causing his eyes to roll back and his consciousness to struggle on the verge of collapse.

The entire valley trembled under the energy fluctuations emanating from the pillar of light!

The gale swirled around the pillar of light, whipping up pebbles and dust that nearly knocked Danbalin and Simbal off their feet.

(End of this chapter)