Thinking of how Angels like them had been born alongside the great will of this era, inherently sacred beings standing above the Gods and all living creatures within the Immortal Divine Realm; how they had assisted more than a dozen generations of different Gods of destruction, lived through countless eons, and watched several Universes rise, decline, and reach their end.
Even Vados, the strongest Angel, might not possess one-tenth of Baros's strength.
Whis truly felt as though all Angels like them had lived their lives like dogs!!
Baros had dealt Whis far too great a blow!!
After all, as a Saiyan of this Universe, Baros had not even lived for a hundred years from birth until now. Even the ancient creatures of the Universe had lived for an incomprehensibly longer time than someone at his Angel Level.
Yet in that brief span of time, Baros had risen from a Saiyan as lowly as an ant, crushed powerful enemies all the way, risen from dust, surpassed one limit after another, and ultimately surpassed Deities, surpassed Gods of destruction, and now even directly surpassed Angels like them, who could be considered supreme beings!!
Would Baros's next step be to surpass the Grand Minister and Zeno, the most supreme beings in their hearts?
Though his own thought gave him a tremendous fright, Whis could not utter a single word of rebuttal through the bitterness in his mouth. If Baros continued growing at this terrifying pace, surpassing the Grand Minister—even Zeno—would not be anything inconceivable.
What made Whis look askance and feel even worse was that Baros, this most monstrous freak born since the opening of this era in Universe 7—no, in the entirety of the Dragon Ball World—and even across the countless eras of the Dragon Ball Macrocosm's multidimensional space-time, was already unimaginably