"Hmph, trash," Uchiha Madara said coldly.
Apostle Ri'er Hekimanba stared at Uchiha Madara before him in disbelief. Had this man grown much stronger since their last meeting?
Uchiha Madara's true body flew before Apostle Ri'er Hekimanba, cradled his face in one hand, and grinned wickedly. "Heh heh, you ignored me—that was your mistake! Uchiha Madara is the savior of this universe! Don't forget, Black Dragon himself approved it!"
"Black Dragon! You mean that black Shenron? You used Black Dragon's seven Dragon Balls to wish to become the savior of the universe?" Apostle Ri'er Hekimanba apparently knew about this matter, and his shock was beyond measure.
"That's right. But it's too late for you to learn that now! Today, I, Uchiha Madara, will never let you return. You'll die here today. That way, perhaps the pope of the White-Clad Interstellar Society won't learn this secret either." Uchiha Madara chuckled. "But even if he does, it doesn't matter. I don't care about that. With my abilities, I can absolutely save Earth and save the universe. Even if the pope wants to stop me, it'll be impossible!"
"No, there's still one chance." Apostle Ri'er Hekimanba suddenly said flatly, "The pope will surely be able to stop you. As long as we obtain the Dragon Balls you have and have Seven-Colored Shenron undo Black Dragon's wish, your goal will be impossible to achieve. Hahaha." Apostle Ri'er Hekimanba burst into wild laughter. "Though you currently have two more Dragon Balls than we do, we let you have them. Once we're ready, we'll seize every Dragon Ball in your hands at once. Heh heh, let's see what you'll do then!"
Uchiha Madara's expression turned grave. He suddenly remembered that Seven-Colored Shenron truly could undo wishes made with Dragon Balls. Weren't they collecting new Dragon Balls precisely