A Supreme Kai's Time Ring existed to allow Supreme Kais to observe the birth and development of countless civilizations.
The ring could travel into the future and also return to the past—though that "past" was, more accurately, another parallel timeline.
It was precisely because of this Time Ring that Zamasu was so confident.
As long as he escaped into another timeline, he believed he could easily evade Gran's pursuit.
"Escape?"
The Old Supreme Kai sneered.
"Didn't you hear what I said? Gran is already a Time Patrol officer. He has a Time Ring too. Do you really think you can get away?"
Zamasu's expression stiffened for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.
"So what? As long as I leave this timeline, none of you will ever be able to catch me."
His confident voice echoed across the starry sky.
Everyone exchanged puzzled looks.
Even after things had reached this point, Zamasu was still so confident.
Did he have another trump card?
"Zamasu..."
Gowasu looked at his disciple with grief written all over his face.
"You were never like this before. When... when did you become someone I no longer recognize?"
"Shut up!!"
Veins bulged across Zamasu's forehead.
Without hesitation, he raised his hand and fired an energy blast straight at Gowasu.
Seeing his own disciple trying to kill him again, Gowasu closed his eyes in despair.
Yet the expected pain never came.
When he opened them again, he saw Gran standing in front of him, having effortlessly blocked the attack once more.
"Damn you!"
"Gran, why do you keep saving him?"
"Filthy creatures like humans deserve to be wiped out! Gowasu is a god, yet he believes in maintaining some ridiculous balance between gods and mortals."
"He deserves to die!"
"..."
Zamasu's face twisted grotesquely.
His speech became increasingly hysterical, bordering on madness.
"To be honest, I don't really want to save someone who's this blind."
Gran glanced toward Kusu in the distance and sighed helplessly.
"But if Gowasu dies, Miss Kusu will fall into slumber as well. Someone as adorable as Miss Kusu shouldn't have to sleep because of this."
Hearing that, the little angel's crescent-shaped eyes curved into a cheerful smile.
Like a lazy kitten receiving praise from its owner, she looked irresistibly cute.
"Gran, stop wasting words on this trash."
The Old Supreme Kai snorted.
"Kill him already so we can head home."
"Very well."
Gran uncrossed his arms and stepped forward.
"You're this confident just because you have a Time Ring?"
"Then let me make a few guesses."
"In normal circumstances, a Supreme Kai apprentice only learns about the true functions of the Potara Earrings and the Time Ring shortly before inheriting the position of Supreme Kai."
"Gowasu clearly had no intention of stepping down yet."
"And yet... you already know all of this."
"So..."
Gran continued walking through the starry sky, speaking one sentence with every step.
"It must have been another version of yourself from a different timeline who came here and told you everything."
"That's why you know about the Potara Earrings and the Time Ring."
As Gran spoke, Zamasu grew increasingly horrified.
Because every word...
...was the truth.
Six years ago, his so-called Zero Mortals Plan had been nothing more than a passing thought.
He had never actually acted on it.
Then came the great battle among the Destroyer God candidates.
Although a god ultimately emerged victorious, Zamasu had witnessed countless mortals fighting on equal footing with divine beings.
From that moment onward, his hatred for mortals only deepened.
He wished to eradicate every single one of them.
Unfortunately, wishing alone accomplished nothing.
His own strength wasn't even enough to defeat a Destroyer God candidate, much less carry out such an impossible plan.
Then, three years ago...
Another version of himself from a different timeline appeared before him.
That Zamasu told him everything.
The Potara Earrings.
The Time Ring.
The Super Dragon Balls.
He even proposed that the two of them work together.
But at the time, Zamasu hadn't immediately agreed.
Because there was someone else he wanted as his partner.
The one person he truly admired—
Gran.
That was why he later traveled to Universe 7 with Primo.
And it was also why, upon meeting Gran for the first time, he had immediately begun probing Gran's views on mortals.
Seeing Zamasu's expression, Gran smiled faintly.
"Judging by that look on your face..."
"I suppose I guessed correctly."
He continued walking forward.
"Then let me make one more guess."
"As for why you're so confident..."
"If I'm not mistaken..."
"You plan to flee into another timeline."
"And then use the Super Shenron of that timeline."
"With the power of Super Shenron concealing your existence, even if I can travel through time, you believe I won't be able to find you."
"Am I right?"
Boom!
Gran's words struck Zamasu like another bolt from the blue.
Because...
He had guessed right again.
The moment Zamasu learned Gran was a Time Patrol officer, he had indeed panicked.
But then he remembered what his future self had told him about Super Shenron.
His confidence immediately returned.
As long as Super Shenron concealed his whereabouts, Gran would never be able to track him down.
Meanwhile, the Old Supreme Kai, Gowasu, and the others finally understood why Zamasu had been so confident all along.
"So that's your plan..."
The Old Supreme Kai couldn't help but sneer.
"Gowasu, you've certainly raised yourself one impressive disciple."
"..."
Gowasu lowered his head in shame.
He had never imagined the disciple he had nurtured would become someone like this.
"How..."
Zamasu asked instinctively.
"How did you know all that?"
He felt utterly exposed before Gran.
It was as though every thought in his mind had been laid bare.
Is this man a demon?
"Enough."
Gran ignored the question.
Stopping ten meters in front of Zamasu, he smirked.
"You think that possessing a Time Ring means you can escape from me?"
"Go ahead."
"Try it."
The truth was, Gran's deductions weren't complicated.
In the original timeline, Zamasu had always intended to carry out the Zero Mortals Plan.
But his own power had been pitifully weak.
Without using the Super Dragon Balls to swap bodies with Son Goku, he had no other means of accomplishing his goal.
That was why Gran had immediately guessed that this Zamasu intended to rely on the Super Dragon Balls to evade his pursuit.
Of course...
There were still two unanswered questions.
The first...
Why had the Zamasu incident happened this early?
The second...
How had the Zamasu from another timeline managed to arrive here?
As for both mysteries...
Gran already had a rough idea.
If he wasn't mistaken, they were most likely the result of a butterfly effect...
One that he himself had created.
After all...
He had once traveled to the Future Timeline.
"Damn it..."
Hovering in space, Zamasu's confidence finally began to crumble as he looked at Gran's calm expression.
Could he really ignore even the power of Super Shenron?
What Zamasu didn't realize...
...was that all of his assumptions depended on one impossible premise.
That he could actually escape.
"Hmph."
"Then let's see whether you can truly ignore the power of Super Shenron!"
Without another word, Zamasu raised his hand before his chest and activated the Time Ring.
Buzz!
Silver-white light burst from the ring.
Ripples spread through space-time around him.
Just as Zamasu was about to vanish from this timeline—
Suddenly...
A mysterious force engulfed the entire region.
Space-time itself...
...was instantly frozen.
"What?!"
Zamasu's eyes widened in disbelief.
Why...
Why hadn't he left?
The Old Supreme Kai, Gowasu, and the others watching from the sidelines were equally stunned.
They had assumed Gran would simply kill Zamasu with overwhelming Angel-level power before he escaped.
Instead...
Gran had frozen the very fabric of space-time itself.
"I knew it..."
Kusu smiled sweetly, the corners of her lips curling upward.
"If you've mastered the power of space..."
"...then naturally you've mastered the power of time as well."
...
"No!! What kind of power is this?! Why can't I escape this timeline?!"
"Ahhhhh! I don't believe it!!"
"I can definitely escape!!"
The moment Zamasu came back to his senses, all of his previous composure vanished.
Like a madman, he repeatedly activated the Time Ring.
He knew that if he couldn't leave this timeline, he was truly finished.
Whoosh!
Gran suddenly appeared before him, seizing him by the throat with one hand.
"With your pitiful level of strength, what difference does a Time Ring make?"
"Forget stopping you from escaping this timeline—even if I let you keep the ring, you wouldn't have the chance to activate it."
"Ghk...!"
Originally light-green, Zamasu's face quickly turned bluish-purple from suffocation as Gran's iron grip tightened around his neck.
He struggled desperately, but no matter how hard he fought, he couldn't pry apart Gran's fingers.
"You know..."
"When I found out someone like you actually regarded me as an idol..."
"I was genuinely disgusted."
Gran formed a blade of ki in his free hand and slashed.
Slash!
One of Zamasu's arms flew through the void.
"GRAAAAHHH!!"
The excruciating pain made his eyes bulge, his face twisting in agony as though he were begging for mercy.
"Hahaha... Even trash like you knows fear?"
Slash!
His other arm was severed as well.
"You actually dared harbor killing intent toward the Supreme Kai of Universe 7."
"Do you have any idea what kind of mistake that was?"
"Not just you—even if a God of Destruction dared to scheme against the Supreme Kai of Universe 7, I wouldn't spare them."
"You don't even possess real strength, yet you spend all day fantasizing about your so-called Zero Mortals Plan."
"What laughable wishful thinking."
Gran's ki blade rose and fell again and again.
Blood splattered across the starry sky.
The scene was brutal.
Yet Old Kai, Shin, and Bulma watched without the slightest pity.
Someone like Zamasu deserved nothing less than being cut into a thousand pieces.
As for Gowasu...
If this had happened before today, he would have risked everything to save his beloved disciple.
But Zamasu had just tried to murder him—twice.
No grief was greater than a heart utterly broken.
Every trace of affection he once held for Zamasu had disappeared.
Rather than sympathizing, he felt that this monster deserved exactly what was happening.
"P-Please..."
"It... it hurts...!"
Gran finally released his grip.
Only half of Zamasu's body remained intact.
The endless barrage of slashes had left him wishing for death.
Just moments ago, he had still been dreaming of escaping to another timeline and using Super Shenron's power to hide from Gran forever.
In the end...
He hadn't even managed to leave this one.
"Hahahaha!!"
Despite being reduced to little more than his upper torso, Zamasu suddenly burst into wild laughter.
His hysterical cackling echoed through the silent cosmos, making the scene even more unsettling.
"What are you laughing at?"
Gran looked at him indifferently.
"I couldn't escape this timeline."
"I know I'm going to die."
"But so what?!"
"Hahaha!"
"My other self already told me..."
"He will definitely complete the Zero Mortals Plan!"
"This timeline may be lost..."
"But there are countless versions of me across countless timelines!"
"My ideals..."
"They'll bloom somewhere else!"
"Lord Gran..."
"I truly admired you."
"If only you had joined us..."
"Wouldn't that have been wonderful?"
The half-destroyed Zamasu continued roaring like a lunatic.
Gran had heard enough.
He slowly raised his hand toward him.
"Hopeless to the very end."
"Hakai."
Hummm!
The Second-Stage Destruction Rule engulfed Zamasu.
Without even leaving behind ashes, he was completely erased from existence.
Silence returned to the starry sky.
Old Kai and Shin exchanged satisfied nods.
At last, the hidden catastrophe threatening the universe had been eliminated.
Gowasu lowered his head, his eyes filled with sorrow.
He had spent his entire life cultivating a single outstanding disciple.
He never imagined it would end like this.
Kusu's gaze remained fixed on Gran.
Earlier, he had casually called her cute.
For some reason, she found this little Saiyan more and more interesting.
Primo had witnessed everything from beginning to end.
Only now did he realize that he had been completely deceived by Zamasu.
He couldn't help sighing.
Who could have imagined that someone possessed such terrifying acting skills?
Bulma, meanwhile, was practically glowing with excitement.
Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined witnessing the execution of a god with her own eyes.
I have to keep following Gran next time!
After quite some time...
Rumsshi slowly flew back from the depths of space.
He was in a miserable state.
Blood stained the corner of his mouth.
A massive hole had been blasted through the right side of his chest, exposing shattered bones.
Both of his arms and legs had been completely obliterated.
"Lord Rumsshi!"
Gowasu and Primo hurried over.
"Don't touch me, you two!"
"K-Kusu... hurry and heal me. I'm dying from the pain."
"Alright."
Suppressing a smile, Kusu instantly appeared beside him.
She gently waved her angelic staff.
A soft white radiance enveloped Rumsshi.
In an instant, every one of his injuries vanished.
His missing limbs regenerated, and his shattered body returned to perfect condition.
"Whew..."
Rumsshi stretched his arms and legs, confirming there wasn't the slightest discomfort left.
He finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Then, in the very next second—
"Gowasu!!"
"Just what kind of disciple did you raise?!"
Rumsshi turned and roared at him.
In truth, he had returned to the vicinity of the battlefield quite some time ago.
Still wary of Gran's overwhelming strength, he hadn't dared approach too closely.
Even so, he had witnessed the entire incident from afar and now fully understood everything that had happened.
END OF CHAPTER
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