There was no doubt that the person rushing over at this moment was Son Goku.
The others realized it as well.
But they looked at one another, all feeling a peculiar sense of absurdity.
They had originally planned to rely on themselves to hold out with great difficulty, then wait for their trump card, Son Goku, to arrive. But in the end, things had turned out like this. They had not even made a move from beginning to end, and by the time Son Goku arrived, the battle was already over?
What, then, had their hard cultivation over the past year, Son Goku's cultivation, and even this arduous journey been for?
All they could say was that change was always faster than planning.
In fact,
Son Goku himself was wearing a completely bewildered expression at that moment.
"A very powerful Ki disappeared. Someone has died, and then another, even more powerful Ki became extremely weak. He must have been seriously injured. But everyone else is fine, and it doesn't even seem as if there was a battle." After being revived, Son Goku had been rushing over without stop.
At the same time, he had been observing the changes in the Ki from afar.
But he couldn't understand the situation at all.
"Flying Nimbus, go a little faster!" Son Goku shouted.
The reason he was using Flying Nimbus instead of flying himself was simply to conserve his stamina and make fighting easier.
Finally, driven by the anxiety in his heart, Son Goku arrived at the battlefield.
He immediately swept his gaze over everyone on the battlefield.
Everyone was there. Thank goodness.
It was just as he had sensed before. No one was even injured.
Then he saw two people lying on the ground. One was dead, and the other was seriously