In the Main Universe, Turles suddenly opened his eyes. "Now!"
In the next instant, a profound, mystical aura radiated from his body. Turles had officially reached the true ceiling of the Dragon Ball Universe—the King Realm!
At that moment, Aeos, the Time King, appeared before him. She stared at him in disbelief. "No way... It's only been how long, and your realm has already caught up to mine?"
Turles looked at the scantily clad Aeos and blinked. "Ahem... Lord Time King, maybe you should go back and put some clothes on first?"
Due to the suddenness of his breakthrough, Aeos had rushed over in nothing but a swimsuit. The sight of her milk-white breasts left Turles momentarily dazed.
Aeos blinked, then shot Turles a playful wink. "Don't worry. I set up a barrier before I came; no one else can see my body. Why? Is my little brother jealous?"
Turles: "..."
Jealous of what? We've only met a few times! Why would I be jealous? Are you someone special to me or something?
Seeing Turles' speechless expression, Aeos finally turned serious. "Ahem. Since you've reached the King Realm, you are now the third person at this level in our Time Realm. It's no longer appropriate for you to serve as the God of Destruction of Time. Do you have any plans for a successor?"
"Uh... I'm being relieved of my post already?" Turles was genuinely bewildered. He had only been in office for a few years, and the big boss was already letting him go?
Aeos sighed. "Look, you're in the King Realm now. Can't you have a little ambition? Don't you want to achieve Transcendence?"
"Uh..." Turles nodded. At this stage, the next logical step was indeed Transcendence.
However, that was a goal for the natives of this universe. Having access to the Myriad Worlds, his objectives were far more concrete. After all, the Dragon Ball power system was famously simple and direct—everyone knew how that went.
"Fine, I understand. As for the God of Destruction of Time, I'll make arrangements."
A small smile curled on Aeos' lips. "Good. In that case, I'll let you handle the vacancy. From today onward, you are the Grand Time Minister of the Time Realm!"
Turles: "???"
"Grand Time Minister? What the hell is that?"
"Oh, it's a position equivalent to the Grand Minister. Relax, would I ever set you up for failure?"
Aeos then spent some time explaining the nuances of the King Realm to Turles. Of course, several incidents occurred during the explanation that left Turles utterly speechless, causing his "filter" for the Time King to shatter completely.
As Aeos departed, Turles wiped cold sweat from his forehead. That woman was terrifying—a total fujoshi who didn't hesitate to take advantage of him. And just when he was about to retaliate, she vanished!
At Zeno's Palace, the Grand Minister wore a look of utter heartbreak. He hadn't expected Turles to ascend to the King Realm so quickly.
Clutching his chest, the Grand Minister groaned, "The pain! It hurts too much! If I had known, I would have fought the Time King or even offered up a few of my daughters to recruit him!"
This was the King Realm. How many beings in the entire Dragon Ball Universe could claim such status?
Don't talk about parallel timelines—at their level, all versions of the Grand Minister across all timelines were one and the same. There weren't "different" versions of themselves once they reached this height.
Grand Zeno looked at the Grand Minister with curiosity. It was the first time he had ever seen his advisor make such a face. "Hey, hey, Grand Minister. What happened? Why are you making that face?"
The Grand Minister stiffened. Crap! I was so caught up in my regret that I forgot Grand Zeno was right here! My professional image is ruined!
He turned a "benevolent" gaze toward the two attendants behind Grand Zeno. "You didn't see anything, did you?"
The two attendants shook their heads so fast they created afterimages, swearing they wouldn't breathe a word. Only then did the Grand Minister let them off.
"Sigh," he sighed. "I blame my own negligence. I let Aeos recruit Turles first. I didn't expect that boy to break through so quietly."
"Turles? Oh, I haven't seen him in a while. The toy he gave me last time was really fun," Grand Zeno remarked, completely unbothered by the talk of "realms."
His attendants, however, were wide-eyed. What? Last time we saw him, wasn't he at the same Minister Tier as us? How long has it been, and you've already ascended? Can we even play on the same level anymore?
Following Turles' breakthrough, Aeos loudly announced that the Grand Time Minister position had changed hands.
As for the former Grand Time Minister? She had been begging to retire for ages. As a pure and innocent young maiden, she had been stuck in that position for countless years. She wanted rest. She wanted to get as far away from that fujoshi Aeos as possible. Aeos teased her constantly—who could put up with that?
Unfortunately, she waited and waited, but Turles never showed up at the Time Realm. By the time they finally met, Turles' status would shift again, and the burden of the Grand Time Minister would fall right back onto her shoulders, ending her dreams of retirement once more.
With the main body's breakthrough, the power of the Vegito clone in the CC Timeline began to surge violently. If Turles hadn't reacted quickly to suppress it, there was no telling how far it would have gone.
Vegito (Turles) wiped sweat from his brow. "That was close. This body was specifically made to enjoy the thrill of battle. If the power jump had been too absurd, I wouldn't have anything left to play with..."
Feeling that this body's base power had already reached Peak God Tier—effectively the Half-step Angel Realm—Vegito (Turles) winced.
Well, it looked like he wouldn't be using Super Saiyan Rosé much in future fights, let alone Ultra Instinct. He had basically been carried to the top by his own main body.
Swish!
At that moment, Hearts appeared on Earth, accompanied by his subordinates and the Universe Seed. He smiled as he looked at the defenders gathered to meet him: Son Goku, Vegeta, Son Gohan, Trunks, Jiren, Hit, and Piccolo.
"What a grand welcoming party."
"But before we begin, I'll offer you one more sincere invitation. Won't you join me in liberating humanity and striking down Grand Zeno?"
"Hmph! Save your breath. we'll never associate with the likes of you!" Vegeta retorted disdainfully.
Strike down Grand Zeno? Do you think my brain has rotted? Do you really think those Angels are push-overs? Sure, they don't interfere in the universe's development, but that didn't mean they couldn't retaliate if attacked.
One punch from an Angel carried millions of years of experience. Could Hearts even survive that?
And that wasn't even counting the Grand Minister above them. Strike down Grand Zeno? You're dreaming!
"What a shame. In that case, there's nothing more to be said. Let's fight!"
Hearts waved his hand, and his subordinates charged. Goku and the others immediately transformed into Super Saiyans, their golden auras igniting as their terrifying pressure swept across the battlefield.