Whis Descends

Cheelai had a good appetite. He swallowed the snacks prepared by the Vine Race Maiden in a few bites, wiped his mouth, and then very unceremoniously picked up the water jug and gulped down water. After eating and drinking his fill, he let out a loud shout, leaned back comfortably on the sofa, and patted his belly while burping.

"You didn't come all this way just for some snacks, did you?" Melutis her tea elegantly and glanced at her.

Cheelai sat up, cross-legged, and said, "Of course not."

With a playful laugh, her beautiful eyes sparkling like rubies, Cheelai said directly, "I came to see Broly, but it seems he's not here... But it's alright, Sister Melutis, would you like to come with me to Planet Liushu to see what it's like? Princess Askari's army is expanding its forces; it's quite lively there."

"The East Galaxy..." Melutis felt a little tempted.

She had been in Universe 7 for a while but hadn't really explored the outside world yet, but thinking about taking care of Alice, she shook her head.

Cheelai gave a somewhat disappointed "oh" and asked her why. Melutis replied that she needed to take care of Alice because Alice didn't need to be nurtured in the Incubation Pod, so training for her would begin soon.

Cheelai said, "There's no need to rush the training. Alice is still so young. Let's wait until she's a bit older."

Melutis shook her head firmly, "No, the earlier the Saiyan train, the better. Alice possesses the excellent Bloodline of both me and Broly; we can't let it go to waste."

In Universe 6, Saiyan are required to enter academies from a young age for rigorous training. This ensures that the children have a solid foundation and can quickly be assigned to combat units to carry out missions. The outstanding individuals will receive more targeted training. This reasonable training model, combined with the excellent physical qualities of the Saiyan in Universe 6, results in their generally high combat power as adults.

Glancing at Cheelai's slender figure, Melutis said, "You shouldn't run around like that either. Looking at how thin you are, it's too dangerous for you to go out."

Cheelai sprang up from the sofa in a flash, retorting, "My strength isn't weak either, okay?"

She pulled a Scouter from her pocket and put it on her ear. The light blue frame displayed her combat power. Cheelai brought her face closer and pointed to the Scouter's display.

"Look, my combat power is already 2400, 2400!"

Melutis glanced at her, then gave her a hard tap on the head. "Too weak. You're supposed to be from a fighting race, how can you be proud of this level of combat strength?"

While it's true that Cheelai's strength is not weak in the universe, and it should be said that for her age, achieving such combat power is already quite remarkable, for Melutis, 2400 combat power is nothing to brag about. A true master could defeat her several times over with a single breath.

Having spent time with her, she had come to understand Cheelai's personality somewhat. Sometimes High God, she was oblivious, incredibly lazy, and yet she was also a troublemaker who never thought things through.

Caught off guard by Melutis's nonchalant words, Cheelai's face turned red, and she started making a fuss like a spoiled child.

At this moment, Melutis raised her slender, pale fingers to her lips, signaling her to be quiet. Cheelai immediately covered her mouth, remembering that Alice was still sleeping. So she looked at Alice, who was fast asleep in mid-air, with her round eyes, stuck out her tongue shyly, and chuckled.

Melutis shook her head, grabbed Cheelai's arm, and led him into the courtyard. "Stop eating and sleeping all day. I'll train with you."

"Hey, no way!" Cheelai cried out with a gloomy face.

"Anyway, I'm the only junior left among the Nolai, and we're going to be wiped out sooner or later. It doesn't matter whether I practice martial arts or not, and you can protect me if I'm in danger!"

"You should abandon this kind of thinking as soon as possible; you can't keep relying on others in the future."

Melutis glared at him sternly, Cheelai smacked his lips. He couldn't fight city hall, so he could only obediently start waving his arms and legs in the courtyard.

Cheelai was Nolai, a people of fighting spirit, and her fighting talent was already quite strong. As Cheelai's punches and kicks became faster and faster, large waves of air surged and vibrated around her, and muffled sounds of air being torn apart rose and fell. Suddenly, a strong storm swept through the entire courtyard.

The wind pressure created ripples on the grass.

"This child has good talent, but he's too lazy." Melutis looked at Cheelai and shook her head inwardly.

Sonoli opened a combat training school on Planet Sadala, teaching Saiyan and aliens combat techniques, but she was not strict with her own daughter, Tseira. Perhaps in her eyes, it didn't matter whether Cheelai was strong or not.

"Huh!"

Just then, Melutis saw a seven-colored light pierce through the void and descend into the courtyard.

Swish!!

A figure appeared before them, holding Staff of the Gods. The person was tall, dressed in a deep red Godly Robe, with pale blue skin, silver-gray hair sticking up high, and a somewhat feminine appearance. What was striking was a blue halo around the neck.

Melutis had seen a similar outfit before.

"Angel?"

Melutis looked somewhat surprised; the person in front of her was dressed exactly like the Marcarita she had seen before.

Could it be Angel from Universe 7?

Melutis didn't know about the existence of Angel before, but after meeting Marcarita, she learned that Angel are the most powerful figures at the pinnacle of the universe, capable of easily destroying a galaxy with a wave of their hand, and able to traverse the universe, possessing all sorts of mysterious and unpredictable abilities.

Even someone as powerful as Roland admitted that he was no match for an Angel.

Such an important figure is someone she can only look up to now.

"It seems this young lady knows my identity. Hmm, she must have learned it from Marcarita. Let me introduce myself. My name is Whis, Angel from Universe 7." Whis spoke lightly, his gentle voice as warm as a spring breeze, as he slowly walked up to Melutis and the others.

"She really is Angel!" Melutis thought to herself.

But why would Angel come to the Planet Sadala?

Melutis looked puzzled.

At this moment, Tseren raised her eyes, her pupils darting around as she looked at Weiss. Curiosity appeared on her delicate and pretty face. "This person... seems familiar. Could he be an acquaintance? Right, he sat next to Broly and the others at the Redstone Star Martial Arts Tournament last time."

Thinking this, Cheelai tilted his head, then ran wildly into the house, closed the door, and took out his Communicator to notify everyone.

Neither Whis nor Melutis paid any attention to Cheelai's little tricks. Whis looked Melutis up and down, nodded, and said, "She is indeed Saiyan from Universe 6. That Marcarita is really being ridiculous. If my sister finds out she brought someone to Universe 7, she'll definitely give me a lecture."

"Don't worry, I'm not here to drive you away, but for your daughter with Broly."

"Alice?" Melutis's expression tightened.

Whis said, "Don't worry, it's not a bad thing. That child is a hybrid of life from the Universe 6 and Universe 7. Logically speaking, this is against the rules, and her universe of origin is actually somewhat ambiguous... But since I discovered her first, she must be from the Universe 7."

"Go and bring that child out; I'll deal with her problem."

As Whis looked at Melutis and spoke, he suddenly shifted his body. "Oh, Roland and the others are here too."

His body floated up lightly, automatically making way for him. As soon as he moved aside, a cluster of brilliant light lit up the spot where he stood, and the figures of Roland and Sephiria appeared Instant Transmission.

"They were actually able to predict the teleportation in Instant Transmission and then move aside."

Watching Whis's free and instinctive movements, Melutis's star-like bright eyes narrowed to a point, and a look of horror appeared on her face. The strength of Angel was indeed unfathomable; he could even predict Instant Transmission abilities.