Once he had completely refined that Universe and absorbed all the laws and rules governing its operation, using an entire Universe as nourishment to strengthen his Profound Aperture Universe, it would grow at a terrifying speed.
Even if it were divided among 128,000 Profound Aperture Universes, they still could not become true Universes and starry skies.
But as long as the embryonic form of a Universe emerged, its laws could be perfected afterward, the Supreme Rule governing the Universe could be born, and then life itself could arise.
At that point, Baros could soar to the heavens in a single leap and stand shoulder to shoulder with Zeno. Then, without the slightest concern, he could send the Saiyans of Divine Martial Battle Star out to plunder other Universes and Universes from other Parallel Timelines.
Divine Martial Battle Star was developing at high speed. Other than the Saiyan race itself, the Saiyans under Baros had long since had no opponents left in Universe 7.
He could sense how desperately those Saiyans yearned for real combat.
Baros, too, longed to strengthen his Profound Aperture Universes. The resources required by those 128,000 Profound Aperture Universes were so vast that not even several Universes could possibly supply them. Only by plundering the multiversal spacetime surrounding the Dragon Ball Macrocosm could Baros satisfy that appetite.
And the prerequisite for both the battles the Saiyans craved and the resources Baros desired was for Baros himself to become strong enough—strong enough to shift the timeline with a single thought and illuminate the multiversal spacetime of the Dragon Ball Macrocosm.
Only then could he ensure that, when the Saiyans caused some catastrophic trouble, he could better protect Divine Martial Battle Star and those Saiyans.
Only then would Baros no longer have to sneak around every time he refined