The barriers in the universe are absolute barriers to most life.
Krillin is holding Buu with his left hand and Mr. Popo with his right hand, tapping his index finger in mid-air.
The space is like silk cut by an invisible sharp blade, smoothly cracking a gap.
Silver Form-colored Time-Space Tunnel spread out, and the inner wall was filled with bizarre light and shadow fragments from various universes.
The fifth, sixth, eighth, Universe 11 stars flashed by like a slide.
Krillin's perception is like an invisible probe, accurately passing through these fragments and directly locking the coordinates of Universe 4.
"So beautiful! Krillin, is there any candy-flavored Nebula inside?"
Buu excitedly put his face to the edge of the crack and looked curiously.
Krillin pressed his round head with his backhand and spoke calmly.
"There are no candies in there, don't stick your head in, you will be cut into pieces by the dimensional turbulence."
"Oh." Buu immediately shrank back obediently and did not dare to move any more.
Mr. Popo stood upright, his eyes as dark as Abyss reflected Silver Form colored light.
This fat man usually walks slowly, but Krillin noticed that the moment the crack formed, Mr. Popo's toes quietly moved forward half an inch.
It was a trace of unnoticeable expectation buried deep in ancient memories.
Krillin pulled the two of them into the passage.
Silver Form-colored light surged and faded, and the barrier blocking the universe was just a thin layer of window paper to him.
The travel process takes less than a second.
The horizons are broadened again.
The three of them stepped on a cold, dead void. This was Universe 4.
The color of the starry sky presents a sickly gray-blue color, with a cold air.
In the far distance is a huge group of Nebula, its outline twisted into a crouching and peeping mouse, which is the symbol of Universe 4.
Krillin's perception spread directly to the highest dimension, instantly locking onto the obscene and flamboyant aura of God of Destruction.
"Over there." Krillin led the two of them to fly upward.
God of Destruction Realm of Universe 4 is a Inverted Pyramid-shaped celestial body, suspended at the highest point of the universe.
The outer shell of the planet is covered with dark golden lines, and a long tail-like structure extends from each of the four corners.
Slowly creeping in the void, the entire planet exudes a sinister and cunning aura.
Krillin, along with Buu and Mr. Popo, landed straight on the platform at the top of the pyramid like a silent meteor.
The floor is covered with dark purple carpet, which has a greasy texture.
Twisted metal sculptures stood on both sides of the passage, surrounded by a low-quality, pungent, sweet incense.
Krillin wrinkled his nose subconsciously. "Tsk."
"It stinks so much." Buu then inhaled twice and his little face wrinkled up.
Mr. Popo stood quietly aside, as if he had long been accustomed to all kinds of bizarre scenes.
This movement attracted two guards at the edge of the platform.
Two tall aliens wearing dark armor came over with confusion on their faces. Their eyes glanced back and forth at Krillin, Buu and Mr. Popo.
A bald earthling.
A fat pink man.
A fatter black dwarf.
This combination is really weird.
The two guards exchanged glances, and one of them stepped forward arrogantly with his chin held high.
"This is Mr. Universe 4 God of Destruction Quitela's Sanctuary, all the rest..."
He didn't finish speaking.
Krillin just raised his eyes slightly and looked at him.
The guard's nervous system seemed to be drained instantly, and every cell in his body was screaming to escape.
His legs softened, and he fell to his knees with a "pop" on the spot. The armor collided with the ground and made a dull sound.
His companion was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and his back suddenly knocked over the sculpture behind him, making a harsh metal scraping sound.
This is not because Krillin deliberately released his pressure. He simply did not restrain himself.
Once a nine hundred and ninety-nine-dimensional being releases its own limitations, its naturally leaking aura is enough to cause the physiological functions and spiritual will of any low-dimensional creature to collapse.
Krillin looked down at the kneeling guard and said in a calm tone, "Lead the way, or tell me which room he is in."
The guard was shaking like chaff. He tried his best to raise his trembling arms and pointed deep inside the pyramid.
"Master...Main Hall... inside the Main Hall..."
"Okay." Krillin stepped inside.
Buu and Mr. Popo followed closely behind. When passing by the guard, Buu stopped and curiously poked the guard's vibrating armor with his finger.
"What's wrong with you? Are your legs cramped?"
The guard's slight poke was like the straw that broke the camel's back. His eyes turned white, he foamed at the mouth, and he fainted on the spot.
Buu tilted his head. "Huh? So fragile."
Krillin, who was walking in front, waved without looking back. "Let's go, let's stop playing."
The corridors inside the pyramid are very spacious, but the decoration taste is terrible.
The walls are engraved with rat-shaped totems and dark gold reliefs, and the floor is paved with dark stone that is so smooth that the silhouette of a person can be reflected.
Krillin's boots stepped on it, making a crisp and rhythmic sound that echoed in the empty corridor.
Mr. Popo's eyes wandered around, his dark face expressionless, but his eyes frequently scanned the magic circle hidden in the corner.
Krillin asked smoothly, "Mr. Popo, what did you see?"
Mr. Popo pointed at the defense arrays hidden on both sides of the corridor with a steady voice.
"This God of Destruction is very afraid of death. The passages are full of traps, and there are space jump escape devices embedded in the walls."
Krillin looked back and took a few glances. He didn't take these children's toys seriously before.
"Dignified God of Destruction, did you make your Sanctuary look like a bomb shelter?"
Mr. Popo continued to walk with his hands behind his back, with a hint of imperceptible contempt in his tone.
"God of Destruction of Universe 4 has always been suspicious. Lord Beerus has a hard time dealing with him because he thinks he is too mean and cannot stand on the stage."
Buu walked at the end and looked around. He was indifferent to the dark gold decorations, but his little pink nose kept twitching.
"Krillin, there is food in front! Lots and lots!"
"Let's wait until we finish the work."
The two doors of the Main Hall are unusually tall, and the door panels are made of exaggerated dark gold metal.
Carved on the surface is a giant rat sitting on a throne, overlooking all living beings.
The heavy door was half open, and a sharp and harsh laughter came from inside.
"Kikiki! That idiot Beerus must be sleeping on some planet again right now!"
"Universe 7's overall rating is definitely at the bottom this time! Let's see how Master Zeno deals with him then! Ji Ji Ji!"
Krillin stopped.
He turned to look at Bobo, who looked back expressionlessly.
Krillin looked at Buu again. Buu was covering his ears hard, his fat pink face wrinkled into a ball.
"It's so unpleasant. Piccolo sounds even worse when playing the flute."
"It's really harsh." Krillin took a step forward and walked straight into the hall.
The decoration of the Main Hall is becoming more and more vulgar.
A large number of gold, purple and dark red curtains are layered in layers, with a large throne suspended in the center.
There are more than a dozen huge surveillance screens floating around, and real-time images of Universe 4 galaxies are being played on the screens.
Quitela is sitting on the throne in a grand manner.
He is petite and looks like a big rat walking upright.
It has a sharp beak, monkey cheeks, round ears, and a slender tail swinging restlessly behind the throne.
His whole body is covered with dark yellow fur, and he wears a God of Destruction dark cassock, with a greasy white fur collar around his neck.
Universe 4's Angel Cognac stood by.
This female Angel is tall and has a cold face. She is holding Angel Staff and her expression is as stiff and rigid as a statue.
Quitela was gesticulating at the screen, and his sharp laughter made people's teeth ache.
He ignored the three uninvited guests at all until Krillin walked to the middle of the Main Hall and stopped.
The big rat finally turned its head.
Quitela's pair of small mung bean eyes turned around in a circle, and the yellow-green pupils looked up and down at the person coming. Finally, he tilted his head and uttered a question, "Baby?"
Moving his eyes downward, he saw clearly the badge worn on Krillin's chest.
That is a Zeno's Palace pass.
Quitela The smile on the corner of his mouth froze instantly.
He suddenly jumped up from the throne, his slender tail curled up unconsciously, and his ears stood high.
He asked in a high-pitched voice full of temptation.
"People from Universe 7? Jiji, you came from the territory of that lazy guy Beerus and what are you doing here?"
Quitela slowly floated off the throne and landed a few meters in front of Krillin. He curled his thin mouth and swung his tail and laughed happily.
"Ji Ji Ji! Could it be that Beerus finally had enough of Universe 7's poor life and sent you here to ask for my help?"