At the same time, somewhere on Pablongdao Alai Light Demon Star.
"Blue-Black Shenron, appear!"
King Jose de Abria stared at the Dragon Ball before him in shock and roared, "What's going on? Blue-Black Shenron, appear!"
"Appear!!!"
"What the hell kind of Dragon Ball is this? Why can't it summon Shenron?!" King Jose de Abria roared. He did not know that, just as he was summoning Shenron, someone had already infiltrated the Shenron Tribe and assassinated Blue-Black Shenron!
"Could it be that I have no choice but to use the Golden Dragon Ball to summon the Cosmic Super Shenron?" King Jose de Abria pondered as he paced around the room. His memories had gradually returned. The Prince Jose de Abria before him was his son—he remembered everything now.
Although King Jose de Abria still had the form of a teenager, he had already found the path to reclaiming his power. The most important thing now was to revive his son.
They had very few Dragon Balls left. Aside from the Cosmic Super Shenron, only Blue-Black Shenron remained. The Cosmic Super Shenron was the most powerful of all Shenrons. Though it could only grant one wish, there were absolutely no limits on the wish it could grant, and it would certainly be fulfilled—it could even make "paradoxes" come true, allowing bizarre wishes such as 1+1=3 or watermelons growing on trees. Its power was beyond measure.
If such a Shenron were ultimately used only to revive Prince Jose de Abria, would that not be an enormous waste?
King Jose de Abria agonized over the matter, unable to make a decision for a long time. He knew where the Cosmic Super Shenron's Dragon Balls were kept. He had personally gathered them back then, though he had brought his son along to see them. All