West City, Capsule Corporation.
The afterglow of dusk passes through the floor-to-ceiling windows and shines on the wide lawn, dyeing the flowers and plants in the courtyard with a warm orange light.
The breeze blew by, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers, which mixed with the aroma of freshly baked cookies in the house, revealing a rare peace.
Soft ceiling lights light up indoors, illuminating the spacious and luxurious hall.
It's rare for the whole family to gather here.
There was an imperceptible solemnity in the air.
Krillin cleared his throat. "I'm going to the Divine Realm soon."
The voice was smooth and gentle, penetrating the silence in the room.
The hall suddenly became quiet.
All eyes are on Krillin.
The Research Robots who were still playing with the holographic projection equipment collectively stopped and retreated to the corner obediently.
Bulma was wearing close-fitting home clothes, crossed his arms on his chest, and raised his chin. "You can go wherever you go, but I will definitely go with you."
Lazuli leaned on the back of the large leather sofa, with his slender legs crossed casually.
She fiddled with the short golden hair of Eighteen beside her, with a cool expression. "Prepare a few more large cloakrooms over there. I need enough space to put clothes, and it is best to store all the latest luxury goods on the planet."
Aki was wearing a pure white Petal Priest robe, standing meekly next to the sofa.
She placed her hands clasped in front of her chest, her deep purple pupils shone with gentle light, and she was as quiet as a beautiful statue of a god.
Blue Haired Lanchi came over with a plate of freshly brewed hot tea, with a worried look on his face. "Krillin, Divine Realm Is it cold over there? Should I bring you some more thick clothes?"
Golden Haired Lanchi walked out from the side and stepped on the chair. "What the hell Divine Realm! We all have to go!"
Vomi pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and after deducing the feasibility in his mind, he agreed with the blond's decision.
Ailins is wearing a black velvet robe, with a high slit at the hem, revealing her long legs wrapped in dark purple mesh patterns as she moves.
She walked up to Krillin, stared at him with amber eyes through the delicate silver mask, and chuckled.
"Divine Realm's scenery better satisfy me, otherwise I will trouble you every day. In addition, the soundproofing over there should be better."
The wives quickly turned from initial shock to firm following.
There is no sorrow in their hearts for separation, only the natural companionship.
As long as there is Krillin, it is their home.
Krillin smiled and nodded, "I will use Martial God Laws to build a barrier to protect your colleagues, ensuring nothing goes wrong."
At this moment, there was a muffled sound from the corner of the hall.
Milo stood up.
This child with Perfect Artificial God Body and Martial Dao True God Essence Blood has a face full of confusion and indifference.
These children who have inherited powerful genes have unyielding fighting blood flowing in their bones. Naturally they feel unconvinced when they learn that they have been left behind.
A burst of cold energy burst out from his body.
The tables and chairs around the hall began to shake violently, and the metal brackets made a heart-breaking twisting sound.
The crystal cups on the coffee table shattered one after another, turning into countless crystal powders suspended in the air.
Pure god-level pressure spreads indiscriminately to the surroundings, compressing the surrounding air into airflow.
Milo's voice was very low, and his words contained a kingly pressure that was completely inconsistent with his age. "Why can't we go."
Pulled by the aura of Milo, the space in mid-air is distorted.
Lansa is suspended not far from the ground, pure silver eyes watching Krillin quietly.
A blue ancient curse mark appeared on his body, rising like liquid metal Aura, exuding an indifference and divine oppression that would repel people thousands of miles away.
Marron waved his little fists excitedly, his ice blue eyes filled with eagerness to try.
Aila lay on the sofa and yawned. Martial Dao God Core Embryo on his chest began to flash wildly, and a dangerous dark red light illuminated the ceiling.
The energy index of the entire hall immediately exceeded the earth's endurance limit.
Dense cracks appeared in the space barrier.
Krillin Take a step forward.
He did not move any Aura, but stretched out his generous palm and gently pressed it on Milo's head.
The violent divine power disintegrated instantly.
The scattered white airflow became very docile, and the twisted space cracks healed automatically.
The crystal powder suspended in mid-air lost its support and fell onto the carpet.
Everything disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Milo raised his head, feeling the warmth and unshakable absolute power coming from the top of his head.
The coldness in his eyes receded, leaving only a child-like unwillingness.
Krillin squatted down and looked directly into Milo's eyes. "Divine Realm is not a paradise. The rules there extremely exclude outsiders."
"I must first clear a path and re-establish order there."
"Your body and soul are still in the growth stage. If you enter by force, you will only suffer irreversible backlash."
Krillin took advantage of the situation and rubbed Milo's hair.
Milo pursed her lips and acquiesced to this fact.
Krillin stood up and walked to Trunks.
Trunks stood up straight, his height already exceeded that of Krillin, and the strength in his whole body was perfectly restrained.
As the eldest son, Trunks has received strict training since he was a child, and now it's finally time to be able to stand alone.
Krillin put his hand on Trunks's shoulder. "Trunks, you are the eldest brother."
The heavy responsibility is conveyed in the broad hands.
Krillin looked into the eyes of the eldest son. "After I leave, you will be the pillar of Turtle School. The inheritance of the earth, as well as the younger brothers and sisters in the family, are all handed over to you. Take good care of grandpa Master Roshi for me."
Trunks took a deep breath and looked resolutely.
He nodded heavily. "Don't worry, Dad. Whoever dares to cause trouble on Earth, I will beat him out of the Milky Way system."
Trunks turned around, looked at the younger brothers and sisters in front of him, and raised his voice with strong confidence in his tone.
"Listen up. Mom and dad are going to help us explore the path. We must work hard to become stronger on earth."
"In the future, I will use my own fists to fight Divine Realm to find them! If anyone dares to be lazy, I will not forgive them lightly."
Milo loosened his biting lips and clenched his fists.
Lansa removed the curse mark on his body and slowly landed on the ground. Marron and Aila cheered loudly.
At this moment, the children turned their grief and anger into fighting spirit.
A new martial arts belief took root among the descendants of this family.
Krillin looked at the children who were maturing rapidly, and his heart was filled with joy.
Krillin turned to face the entire hall and announced loudly, "In the next three days, we will not talk about cultivation. I will be with you around the clock, and you can play whatever you want!"
The cheers were about to lift the roof.
Marron flew directly into the arms of Krillin, and the hall was filled with laughter and laughter again, washing away all the sadness of parting.