Krillin then asked.
"Then how did Ancient Demon King break the seal? How did you lose your memory?"
Mr. Popo crouch down.
He picked up an empty cup from the tea tray and tipped it upside down on the stone table.
He picked up the second cup and placed it next to it.
"Ancient Demon King cannot be killed, only suppressed." Mr. Popo pointed at the upside-down cup.
"After Three Locks nailed it to the deepest part of the Demon Realm, its will did not stop functioning."
"Inside the seal, it divides itself into two parts."
Krillin narrowed his eyes.
"Good and evil?"
Mr. Popo nodded.
"Good Demon King inherits its creation and order."
"Evil Demon King inherited its destruction and devouring."
"The stripped Evil Demon King is so powerful that it completely goes against the rules of the universe Laws."
"Even in the deepest depths of Triple Limit Seal, its pure will to destroy is still madly devouring the surrounding nothingness."
"As the last person who led the seal that year, I forcibly burned all my Ancient Primordial Source."
"When the last Law Chains hit Demon Realm Abyss, my body almost completely collapsed."
"I lost almost all my abilities, and even maintaining a clear consciousness became a luxury."
"During the long and cold drifting of nothingness, I relied solely on the last instinct deep in my soul to blindly search in the endless sea of stars."
"It wasn't until I sensed the faint Bond left behind by Martial God that I fell into a trance on the blue planet Earth."
"This is the hometown of Martial God, and it is also the last piece of pure land that was not completely polluted in the ancient catastrophe."
"I entrusted Martial God with the last bit of inheritance origin that I entrusted to me, and carefully placed it deep in the iceberg Labyrinth at the northern end of the world.
"The liquid containing the ultimate power of ancient Martial Dao True God is what you later called Super God Water."
"After doing all this, my soul has been exhausted to the brink of collapse."
"In order to wait for the successor to appear in the long years, I built this white hemispherical building suspended above the sea of clouds in the high altitude of this planet."
"That was the original prototype of Kami's Lookout."
"The moment the last stone brick closed, I also paid the price of overdraft."
"My memory has been sealed, and my divine body has deteriorated rapidly."
"In this empty Kami's Lookout, I closed my eyes and fell into a long, endless sleep."
"It wasn't until the arrival of the first Earth’s Kami that I reopened my eyes as a servant who couldn't remember anything."
"Where is that kind Ancient Demon King?" Piccolo asked.
"And the good half escaped along the crack in the seal. It was so weak that the screen of the seal didn't regard it as a threat at all."
Mr. Popo pushed the cup that was sitting there.
"After Good Demon King left the seal, he met a being named Raimes."
Krillin asked a question.
"The Raimes you are talking about is the one who created the multiverse?"
Mr. Popo nodded.
"It was him. The combination of Good Demon King's Creation Power and Raimes's ideas created the prototype of Eighteen Universes."
"It was the most glorious era in the world at that time."
Pause.
Krillin picks up.
"Later Zeno cleared out six universes, and now there are only twelve left."
Mr. Popo's movements stopped.
The dark gold pupils slowly contracted.
"Zeno?"
He repeated the title.
"Is he evil?"
Krillin shook his head.
"It's not evil. Zeno has such power that it can wipe out the universe at will, but its mind... is like that of a child."
"I like watching people fight and interesting things."
"Applause when you are happy, destroy when you are unhappy."
Mr. Popo was silent.
This time the silence lasted long enough, and the wind that reached the edge of Kami's Lookout changed direction.
"Good Demon King must have left this world."
Mr. Popo finally spoke.
Piccolo asked.
"Why are you so sure?"
"Because Good Demon King will never allow a child to have ultimate power."
Mr. Popo's voice was as soft as talking to himself.
"It possesses the instinct of creation and order. Allowing a mentally retarded being to sit on the highest position is tantamount to turning the entire universe into a game that may end at any time."
"Unless Good Demon King is no longer here."
Piccolo folds his arms and thinks.
Krillin noticed that Piccolo's expression changed.
It was not a simple shock, but a sudden relief after a long-term confusion finally found the answer.
"What are you thinking about?" Krillin asked.
Piccolo held Staff with a low voice.
"I always thought there was something wrong with the Zeno system."
"Twelve universes, each universe is paired with a pair of God of Destruction and King of Gods. The top is Grand Priest, and the top is Zeno."
"This structure is too crude."
"The checks and balances between God of Destruction and King of Gods often fail. Grand Priest manages everything in name, but in fact is only maintaining the minimum order."
"If the Divine Era you are talking about is the real original frame--"
Piccolo paused.
"Then the current Zeno system is not a complete order designed at all."
He looked directly at Mr. Popo.
"It was an emergency product on the ruins."
Mr. Popo looked at Piccolo and nodded slowly.
"You're right."
"After Divine Era collapsed, Good Demon King left, and Three Primordial Laws's maintainers were all absent."
"Later beings built a new order on the ruins, but this new order itself was incomplete."
"Grand Priest did what he could."
"But a broken framework can only be maintained by strength."
"So they chose Zeno."
Krillin I understand.
The power of Zeno is enough to suppress all dissatisfaction, but the price is that the order itself loses the ability to repair itself.
Once something goes wrong with Zeno, the entire framework will collapse instantly.
In other words, Twelve Universes's sense of security is based on the emotions of a child who may lose his temper at any time.
Krillin felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.
But he didn't say it. Now was not the time to comment.
Ailins suddenly spoke.
The voice is a little hoarse.
"What about the Demon Realm?"
Mr. Popo looked at her.
Ailins clenched his fists, and his lips stretched into a line under the silver mask.
"I have sat on the vice-throne of the Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years."
"I thought the royal bloodline was the source of the Demon Realm."
"We think that the Laws we are in charge of is the orthodoxy passed down from ancient times."
She took a deep breath.
"But according to what you said, the original Laws of the Demon Realm was Demonic Authority under your control."
"Our so-called royal family..."
Mr. Popo There is no avoidance.
"You are the heirs of the ancient ruins."
"Demonic Authority was split by me and turned into countless Laws Nodes, scattered among the Three Layers of the Demon Realm."
"The first being to touch these nodes becomes the ruler of the Demon Realm."
"They're not wrong."
"It's just that from the beginning, it stood on an incomplete foundation."
Ailins The nails dug into the palms of the hands.
She remembered Royal City from the First Demon Realm.
The towering black city wall, the mighty Demon Clan army, and the stern mage tower.
Those honors and ambitions passed down from generation to generation.
The plots and sacrifices she planned to secure her position as deputy king.
All were built on a site that didn't even have a complete foundation.
The truth is so ironic.
Krillin noticed Ailins's mood swings and did not offer any words of comfort.
Comforting her with this kind of thing would only make her feel worse.
He got his words back on track.
"Mr. Popo, after your authority was split, Ancient Demon King didn't take the opportunity to break free?"
Mr. Popo shook his head.
"The purpose of splitting is to cut off its connection with the outside world."
"My authority is turned into a node and embedded into the bottom layer of Demon Realm Laws, forming Fourth Invisible Chain."
"As long as the node is not destroyed, the evil half of Ancient Demon King will never be able to directly absorb Demon Realm energy from the outside world."
Krillin asked.
"What about the changes in the Demon Realm in recent years?"
Mr. Popo's brows finally furrowed.
This was the first time he showed obvious negative emotions after recovering his memory.
"Laws Nodes is being consumed."
"Very slowly, but definitely decreasing."
"Every time a node is consumed, the seal becomes looser."
Krillin tapped his chin with his finger.
"Could it be related to what we did at the Demon Realm?"
Mr. Popo looked at him.
"What did you do at the Demon Realm?"
Krillin briefly talked about Demon Realm Saga's experience.
The breakthrough of the Three Layers of the Demon Realm, the killing of Sphere God, the use of Demon Realm Dragon Ball, the outbreak of Demonic Energy, and the blackening and purification of Buu.
Mr. Popo was silent for a long time after listening.
"Sphere God is the outer guard of the seal. After you kill them, the outer guard will disappear."
"But the real loss doesn't come from you."
"It comes from time."
"With hundreds of millions of years of erosion, any seal will age."
Mr. Popo raised his head.
"How many Third Eye of the Demon Realm do you have in your hand?"
Krillin was stunned, and then took out two Third Eye of the Demon Realm from Subspace Storage Ring.
Mr. Popo The moment he saw them, the dark gold pupils jumped violently.
The whole person stood motionless, as if frozen.
A full ten seconds passed.
Mr. Popo reached out his hand.
His fingers were hovering above the two Third Eye of the Demon Realm, never touching them.
"Salama did come back."
Krillin Intuition told him that the important point was coming.
"What is this?"
Mr. Popo's voice was very low.
"This is not a simple crystallization of power."
He raised his head, his dark golden eyes staring directly at Krillin's face.
"This is an invitation letter from Salama."