As the battle in the void came to a close, everyone watching from the shadows withdrew their gaze.
The Original Grand Demon King let out a cold snort before vanishing from the spot.
His heart was filled with a sense of grievance. Seriously, doesn't anyone understand? It was just a bit of fun! At our level, what else is there to do besides pursuing Transcendence or looking for a little entertainment?
Is that crazy woman, the Time King, for real? Just for the sake of her subordinate, she comes over and gives me a total beatdown. Life is too hard! If I weren't afraid you'd bring a whole gang to jump me, do you think I'd actually fear you?
If I can't afford to provoke you, I can at least afford to hide!
At Zeno's Palace, a faint smile flickered in the eyes of the Grand Minister as he watched the Original Grand Demon King's pathetic retreat.
That's what you get for constantly looking for "fun." You finally kicked a steel plate, didn't you? That old fellow should stay quiet for a while now.
Zeno looked up at the Grand Minister, puzzled. "Hey, hey, Grand Minister, what are you smiling about?"
The Grand Minister looked down at Zeno with a smile. "Lord Zeno, the Time King just had a brief battle with the Original Grand Demon King in the Endless Void. The Time King emerged victorious."
Upon hearing the title "Time King," Zeno instinctively shrunk his neck back. "The Time King?? She's here??"
The Grand Minister sighed helplessly. "The Time King has not arrived. She was merely teaching the Original Grand Demon King a lesson."
Zeno let out a long sigh of relief. "That's good. That's good."
Clearly, Zeno harbored some psychological trauma regarding the Time King. Watching Zeno's reaction, the Grand Minister shook his head and murmured to himself.
"Sigh... Lord Zeno, is this path of yours truly the right one? Is the path to Transcendence really that simple? When will you finally be able to return to your original self...?"
Toki Toki City.
The Supreme Kai of Time led Turles and the two Bulmas to a set of large doors.
"Remember to be polite in a moment. This is the Time King herself!"
"Future Bulma, Bulma—you two wait outside for a moment. Turles, come inside with me."
Turles nodded. This was someone who truly stood at the pinnacle of the Dragon Ball multiverse. For the truly powerful, Turles still maintained a level of respect.
As he and Chronoa entered the room, Turles discovered that this small room was an entirely different world inside.
Everything around them felt like a dream. Above them, the starry sky shone with vibrant, multicolored brilliance. As they walked forward, Turles saw a stunningly beautiful woman sitting lazily upon a throne. Her translucent, delicate feet swayed slightly, causing Turles to momentarily daze out.
Chronoa knelt respectfully on one knee. "Lord Time King, I have brought Turles."
Startled back to reality by Chronoa's voice, Turles quickly cupped his fists in a formal salute. "Greetings, Lord Time King!"
As for kneeling? Impossible. Absolutely impossible. Unless it was his parents or his wives, no one had the right to make him go to his knees.
Well, except for when he was with his wives... but that was for the sake of certain "positions."
Ahem. If you know, you know.
"Turles..." Chronoa hissed, seeing his standing posture, trying to signal him to show more respect.
"Hmm? Have you brought him?"
The Time King stopped admiring her own hands and turned her gaze toward Turles, sizing him up with genuine interest.
In an instant, Turles felt as though everything about him had been stripped bare and seen through. Cold sweat involuntarily began to bead on his forehead.
Seeing Chronoa's worried expression, the Time King waved a hand dismissively.
"There's no need for all that etiquette. You should know by now I don't care for those formalities."
"Interesting. Truly interesting. Your strength has reached the level of an Angel, and you even possess Miracle Power. Tell me, are you interested in becoming the God of Destruction of Time?"
Turles frowned slightly and asked tentatively, "Lord Time King, is the God of Destruction of Time's life linked to the Supreme Kai of Time?"
The Time King chuckled. "You certainly know a lot. However, the life of the God of Destruction of Time is not linked to the Supreme Kai of Time. So, what is your answer?"
Turles took a deep breath. "In that case, I accept."
The Time King nodded in satisfaction. A scepter representing the Authority of the God of Destruction of Time appeared in her hand, and she tossed it toward Turles.
"Very well. Chronoa, take him down. Explain the location of the Time Realm to him as well. It would be quite a joke if the God of Destruction of Time didn't even know where his own home base was."
"And little guy... next time, you can be a bit bolder. Why bother peeking? If your power ever surpasses mine in the future, I might not mind if you..."
Before her voice had even fully faded, the Time King's figure vanished from the throne. Turles swallowed hard, a look of lingering fear on his face that made Chronoa burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! Turles, you actually know how to be afraid? It's only because the Time King is kind-hearted. Otherwise, you would have been slapped into oblivion by now. Tsk tsk... Turles, when it comes to being a lecher, I, Chronoa, am willing to call you the strongest!"
Turles gave Chronoa a flat look. "Are you forgetting something? Lady, we're colleagues now. Can you introduce me to the Time Realm first?"
Chronoa suppressed her laughter and began to explain. "The Time Realm is, as the name suggests, our true headquarters. As for Toki Toki City? It's just the storefront we put out for the public. Under normal circumstances, the Time Realm doesn't manifest in the physical world. After all, this is currently Lord Zeno's era..."
As Chronoa explained, Turles' horizons broadened significantly. He hadn't expected this world to hold so many secrets.
By the end of it, Turles couldn't help but sigh. "There really are a lot of old schemers in this world..."
Chronoa nodded in agreement. "Alright, that's the gist of it. Generally, you won't be needed to take action. The Time Patrol can handle most issues. If I need you, I'll contact you. Oh, and you'll need to master the unique techniques of the God of Destruction of Time as soon as possible."
Seeing Chronoa's serious tone, Turles nodded. "Understood. Since I don't need to stay in Toki Toki City all the time, I'll be heading back now."
Chronoa waved him off. She knew this guy wouldn't want to stay put, so she didn't insist on him remaining in the city.
When Turles and Chronoa reappeared outside, Future Bulma and Bulma immediately walked over. "Honey, are you okay?"
Feeling the "saccharine stench of romance" in the air, Chronoa sighed. "What could possibly happen to him? He's the God of Destruction of Time now. Whatever, I'm leaving. I can't stand you people."
With that, Chronoa vanished before the three of them.
Turles scoffed. "Can't stand us? More like you're just salty."
He then pulled both Bulmas into his arms. "Don't worry. Just like Chronoa said, I'm the God of Destruction of Time now. I'm officially on the payroll. You've got nothing to worry about."
"The God of Destruction of Time?? What's that?"