The Strongest Legend of Dragon Ball

Another unknown space, Dark Angel's base camp.

Eighteen diamond-like planets revolve around the earth, streaming water from cuts around the earth and then reversing space into lakes around the earth.

“Mila, your plan is ready. ”

Dark Angel Via callously said to Mira, who was constantly recovering her body.

Mira opened her bloody eyes and responded coldly: "Yes, the plan was urgent, I contacted myself in other space-time situations, and they all agreed to it. But I need your help! ”

“Say it!” Dark Angel blushed.

“Tova's position has been unclear, and I can't guarantee what's on her mind, so the plan is to exclude her from the beginning, and I need you to cover her up and not let her know. In addition, the evolutionary pluralistic space-time Demicula requires a great deal of sacrifice, which is likely to attract the attention of destructive gods and angels, and then you will help me block them. ”

“No problem, these are all within the scope of cooperation. ”

“In fact, the best way to do this is to kill all the gods of kings in the twelve universes, but doing so has too much impact and is likely to directly attract the attention of the high priest or the whole king or even bounce back...”

Mila was very confused, and of course, if he could, he wanted to kill all the gods of kingdom at once, so that he could eliminate all the effects of vandalism and angels, except that he didn't know how he would react to the high priest and the king. So he doesn't dare to gamble, so let's stick to the plan honestly.

“Preparations will take some time. ”

“Until the resurrection of Demigura in pluralistic time and space, then everything will be fearless, and neither God nor Angel will be able to stop me.” Mira's face was glowing and her eyes were glowing, and she glanced at the dark angel next to her and suddenly laughed coldly.

……

White foal crosses the gap, time rushes.

Another few months have passed...

Almost a hundred isolated planets stood still in the ruined divine realm of lightning flashes, transforming orbits along certain rules and building a perfect system.

At the core, on a diamond-shaped star, a pale ancient tree is rooted on a diamond-shaped star, like a giant potted plant, a giant branch of an ancient tree stretches out in a colorful misty sea, and an ancient temple reflects a luminous glow under the sun.

On land, a purple long-eared creature sleepless with a fishing rod, didn't even know the hanging wire had been bitten by the fish.

Suddenly, there was a distortion in the sky, and Shayama stepped out of the space-time channel.

Seeing Byrus, the God of Destruction, slumbering with his head down, Shah pushed him.

“Ah, Shaya, you're back!” Byrus rubbed his eyes in obscurity, punched a hatchet, pulled a hook, and a small fish leaped into a plastic barrel.

“Vis, bake me this fish...”

“Lord Bills, I'll be right over. ”

Vis' voice came from far away.

“Ahhh, Shaya is back. Congratulations on becoming the seventh god of the universe. You'll have to take extra care of yourself in the future.” Vis saw Shaya surprised and smiled calmly. After Shah became the god of the Seventh Universe, at least in their time and space, the King would not destroy the Seventh Universe.

“Of course, Xi Xi Xiao, they practiced on the Star of Creation again? ”

“Yes, I've been there for a while. ”

“Let's hope the three of them have something to gain. ”

Xia smiled lightly and suddenly saw a small glass floating next to Vis, where a strange blue creature was detected, "Prophecy Fish!” The name of the other person appears in Shaya's heart.

“Lord Bills, can you not eat fish and eat something else?” Prophecy fish stick their heads out.

Bills “cut” a sound, looked at the prophetic fish, and poured the fish in the plastic bucket back into the lake, "The prophetic fish, give me something to prophesy. ”

“Mmm!” replied the prophetic fish.

Vis explained to Shaya beside him: "This prophetic fish is a good friend of Lord Byrus, who can predict many things in the future, but his character… is unreliable. ”

Shaya glanced at Vis, but he knew that Vis often went out to eat delicious food with this prophetic fish, hiding it from Bills.

“Well, uh, Lord Byrus, in seven years, you will encounter a ‘mighty enemy' whose name is Super... Super...” Prophecy fishes bump, can't say.

“My mighty enemy, what's his name?” Bills' eyes sharpened and his eyes flashed cold.

“Super... what, I forgot. ”

Prophecy Fish sticks his head in the glass, probes his head again, and his green bean-sized eyes turn to Vis: “Vis, let's go make some good food, shall we? ”

“Hey, finish your prophecy first!” Bills had a bluish band on his forehead and his fishing rods were crushed.

“I forgot. ”

“ …… ”

Xia Ya looked at the destruction God Bills and the Prophecy Fish with an interesting glance, but thought of what the Prophecy Fish had just said. The “powerful enemy” in his mouth should be the Super Saiyan God that Sun Wukong became, right?

Seven years later, four years after the demon Buo drama, I was 51 years old, and I remembered that the destruction god Bills mentioned in the original book fell asleep for 39 years, and that was exactly 39 years before the destruction of Vegeta Star, and the time was right. But in Shaya's view now, the Super Saiyan God cannot in any way be the “mighty enemy” of the god Bills, at best an opponent of time.

Leave Byrus and the Prophetic Fish alone, but Vis is ready for cooking.

“Shaya, let you taste the craftsmanship I've learned over the years. Red Mountain Star's cooking skills are huge and sophisticated...” After that, Vis put the scepter aside, pulled out a bunch of ingredients like a trick, and started cooking with a hum.

Soon, the wonderful fragrance passed and Bills sniffed his nose, leaving the prophetic fish anxiously waiting beside him.

After a great pleasure, Bills patted his stomach satisfactorily and said with a hatchet: “I'm going back to bed this time, no matter what happens, don't wake me up. ”

“Lord Bills is going to lazy again, don't forget your job. ”

“Bullshit! ”

Byrus roared and flew to the temple at the top of the ancient tree under Vis' eyes. That's where he slept, and he wouldn't wake up easily unless something cosmic messed up happened.

“Lord Bills, I'm too lazy to eat but sleep. Look at Lord Pa, he never sleeps.” Thinking of Pathos, the god of destruction, Pa., the two brothers contrasted, Vis suddenly felt that his discipline had failed very badly.

“Like Pa doesn't want to sleep, he doesn't dare at all! ”

Chaya spits in the heart, and Pathos does have more harsh means than Vis.

“Nah, are you interested in waiting for Lord Byrus to die so that Xixi can succeed them as the new God of Destruction? I think they must be very qualified. ”

“I don't know how to puke! ”

“Vis, Bills is not dead yet, and you're planning the next God of Destruction so early. Is that really okay?” If you run into such a squire, isn't Bills going to be damned!

"Isn't that sooner or later," Wes chuckled. "I'm going to do it sooner or later. ”

“ …… ”

Vis' personality has always seemed to care nothing, but angels have done their duty well. It should be said that without a hard-working angel like Vis, with Bills and the useless King of the East Frontier, the Seventh Universe would not have known what the mess was like.