"Put your hand on my back!"
Whis had Trunks place a hand on his back, then tapped his staff. The three of them shot into the sky as a Seven-colored Stream of Light.
The God of Destruction Realm.
A Seven-colored Stream of Light landed before the God of Destruction Palace.
"So this is the God of Destruction Realm?"
Trunks and Bulma looked around.
The place was fantastical. They could even see fish that looked as though they belonged underwater swimming through the air.
"Come with me. I'll take you to Lord Beerus." Whis led them into the God of Destruction Palace.
"Mr. Whis, may I ask you something?" Bulma followed behind Whis, her eyes full of curiosity.
"Go ahead."
"Didn't you say every timeline has its own course to follow? Why are you so concerned about Zamas now?"
"..."
Whis suddenly stopped.
Trunks failed to react in time and walked straight into Whis's back.
"Ow!"
Trunks sucked in a sharp breath and rubbed his nose. Mr. Whis's back felt as hard as an iron wall.
"I did say that, but there's one condition..."
"What condition?"
"If I know nothing about it, I respect the timeline's natural course. But now that I know about Zamas, that changes things."
Whis spoke with a perfectly straight face, then continued forward.
Bulma and Trunks exchanged a look. Mother and son were speechless. In the end, this Angel just didn't want to fall into a deep sleep!
The three continued down the corridor.
"By the way, do you know anything else about the Candidate God of Destruction of Universe 7 from that other timeline?"
"A little. Uncle Goku told me Lord Gran was terrifyingly strong..."
"Uncle Goku?"
"Oh, right. The Uncle Goku I mentioned is a Saiyan. I came back to the past this time