The Dark World of the North Galaxy.
In the void floated an extremely tiny planet.
A fat man who resembled a cricket stood there, the antennae on his forehead spinning rapidly. He was the North Kai of the Milky Way.
Through the antennae on his forehead, he watched the battle between Turles and Pumpkin Pie, Tien Shinhan, and the others, as well as the Nerve Tree.
"This faction is incredibly powerful. They actually defeated that Saiyan. But the Nerve Tree..." North Kai fell into a dilemma.
Although he held a divine post and possessed some Divine Techniques, that did not mean his combat power was particularly high. Even the Supreme Kais a level above him did not necessarily have much combat power.
Otherwise, North Kai would not have been helpless against Frieza and needed Goku to deal with him.
Turles' combat power might have been somewhat inflated, but it was still over ninety million.
Frieza's final form was roughly one hundred and twenty million, King Cold was around one hundred and fifty million, and Cooler was about two hundred million.
North Kai had been powerless against those Ice Demons, let alone Pumpkin Pie, whose combat power was over a billion.
Although North Kai desperately wanted to nip the Nerve Tree in the bud, he lacked the strength. He could not exactly rely on his mouth to persuade Pumpkin Pie to hand over the Nerve Tree Seeds!
If he possessed the combat power of Beerus, the God of Destruction, it might have been settled with a single sentence. The problem was that he did not.
Moreover, among the gods of the God Realm, a Kai was merely a minor official slightly above Earth Star God. He had no authority whatsoever to mobilize a Supreme Kai or a God of Destruction.
Furthermore,