The Unlucky Dark One

A year passed. Gamos sat cross-legged in midair, facing King Piccolo.

The two of them were meditating and training together, honing their mental strength and improving their control over their power.

Gamos had been sitting calmly when he suddenly felt the ring on his hand flicker. He quickly opened his eyes.

"They're here!"

Noticing Gamos's reaction, King Piccolo opened his eyes as well.

"What is it?"

"I sensed a disturbance in time and space. Someone must have arrived in this timeline, but it seems they didn't land on Earth."

Just then, three figures flashed into existence with a whoosh. They were none other than three more Gamoses.

This was the secret technique Gamos had learned from Tien Shinhan: the Multi-Form Technique.

It divided him into four, each one a true body, each possessing a quarter of his original strength.

Gamos sent out his three clones. One studied technology with Bulma, another learned every skill on Earth, and the third trained as usual. Meanwhile, Gamos himself honed his mental strength through meditation.

The three clones returned via Instant Transmission, then immediately merged into Gamos's body.

Gamos's aura began to swell, instantly becoming four times stronger. Once the clones had returned, he quickly concealed his aura again.

"Could it be the Zamasu you mentioned? Should we call Sun Wukong and the others?"

Gamos shook his head. Unless Krillin and Yamcha had fully adapted to their bodies and could wield all of their fighting strength, they wouldn't be of any help.

"They're still too weak. We might need some backup."

"Backup?"

King Piccolo frowned. Weren't they the strongest people in this universe? Where would they find backup?

Gamos uttered a name, and King Piccolo's expression changed.

"Frieza!"

"Frieza has enormous potential. If things really come to that, releasing him would be the best option."

Put that guy in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, and he could achieve a perfect Golden Form in six months, then a Black Gold Form in ten years. By then, these Zamasus wouldn't be any threat. The only problem was that Frieza would be hard to control.

"Is he really as powerful as you say?"

"Of course. Frieza may have been defeated, but you have to remember, he's never trained a day in his life."

As he spoke, Gamos immediately used his ability to check whose body the Dark One who had arrived was using.

This was the technique he had learned from King Kai: Antenna View.

Gamos closed his eyes, and King Piccolo placed a hand on his shoulder so they could look together.

In the endless starry expanse of the universe, a purple cat glared furiously at the two figures before him.

Beside him stood a blue-skinned woman with her hair tied in a ponytail, holding a staff.

Facing him were a bald man with blue skin and a woman who looked wild and fierce.

At the sight of these four confronting one another, Gamos's eyes nearly bulged out of his head.

Champa, the God of Devastation of Universe 6, and his attendant, the angel Vados.

The two figures facing them were steeped in evil energy. They were undoubtedly the two Dark Ones who had come here.

Gamos recognized the bodies the Dark Ones were using. One was Hit, the assassin from Universe 6. The other was Kefla, the fusion warrior formed by Kale and Caulifla.

"Where did you two come from? I was in the middle of eating, and you blew up a planet! You've really made me furious!"

Champa was hopping mad. Of the twelve Gods of Devastation, Champa had one of the mildest tempers. He could be ruthless, but he didn't slaughter people for no reason.

Of course, he sometimes destroyed planets for no reason, too. If you happened to be on one, you could only blame your bad luck.

Just moments ago, Champa had been enjoying his meal when an energy sphere fell from the sky, turning the entire planet to dust in an instant.

As a God of Devastation, when had he ever endured such provocation? It was unforgivable, and that was why they now faced off.

"Champa, as the God of Devastation of Universe 6, shouldn't you be in your own universe? What are you doing here?"

The two were also shocked. As soon as they'd arrived in this timeline, they'd found that the auras of Dark Son Goku and Dark Vegeta, who had come here before them, had vanished. They were in a foul mood, so they'd casually destroyed a planet.

Who could have guessed they'd be so unlucky? Their careless attack had drawn out a God of Devastation from another universe. What rotten luck.

Fortunately, the God of Devastation they'd drawn out was Champa, who had snuck in to sample the local food. He was also the weakest of the twelve Gods of Devastation.

If it had been Beerus, the God of Devastation of this universe, there'd have been no talking their way out of it. Beerus was the strongest of the twelve, and the most brutal. Champa was much easier to deal with by comparison.

Hearing that they recognized him and knew he was the God of Devastation of Universe 6, Champa felt a little uneasy. He'd snuck in to eat, and it really wouldn't be good if Beerus found out.

But he quickly came to his senses. Who were these two to him? Even if he got caught, that would be a matter between two Gods of Devastation. What did it have to do with these two insignificant bugs?

"You know I'm a God of Devastation, and you still dare show me such disrespect? You're asking to die."

Champa, nearly bursting with rage, conjured Destruction Energy in his hand, intending to wipe out the two figures before him.

Seeing him use Destruction Energy without hesitation, the two didn't dare let their guard down. They immediately prepared to flee using the Time Ring.

Their bodies were powerful, but they hadn't fully adapted to them and could wield no more than half their strength. They knew that even if they could unleash twice their full strength, they still wouldn't survive Destruction Energy.

Unless they could break through their limits and reach a higher level.

The two exchanged a glance. Dark Hit immediately prepared to use Time Skip to freeze time, then escape with the Time Ring.

Gamos had been watching from afar. Seeing things take such a favorable turn, he couldn't help feeling delighted.

As a transmigrator, he naturally knew how easy Champa was to fool.

He loved food and was a bit of a simpleton. As long as you didn't provoke him, he was easy enough to deal with.

What's more, Champa hadn't realized that the two figures before him didn't belong to this world.

Having made up his mind, Gamos slapped the hand off his shoulder, then used Instant Transmission to leave.

"Damn it!"

Champa hurled two spheres of Destruction Energy, intending to erase the two insignificant bugs before him. But just as he launched his attack, time stopped, freezing everything around them.

Dark Hit was about to take Dark Kefla and flee when a figure suddenly appeared.

Wearing the Time Ring, Gamos was naturally unaffected by the time stop. The Time Ring could manipulate time and even sever the causal ties between gods, so keeping time from controlling him was easy.

"Evil Containment Wave!"

Appearing in space, Gamos casually flung out two bottles and unleashed his strongest sealing technique. The surrounding space instantly turned emerald green.

A green vortex spun continuously. Dark Hit, who had been about to flee, suddenly felt as if his body were no longer under his control as the unexpected pull dragged him into a spin.

"What's going on?"

Dark Hit was shocked to find himself subdued in an instant. He tried to resist, but he couldn't muster any strength. Some unknown force had bound him.

"Get in there!"

Gamos suddenly exerted his power, and Dark Hit was sucked into one of the bottles without the slightest resistance.

A sealing charm was carved into the bottle's lid. Once someone was sealed inside, there was no way out unless someone opened it from the outside.

As for Kefla, time was frozen, so she couldn't resist at all. Gamos casually tossed her into the other bottle.

It all happened in 0.1 seconds. When time resumed, Gamos hurriedly dodged. The two terrifying spheres of Destruction Energy grazed past him and struck two asteroids behind him, which instantly vanished in a scatter of starlight.

Seeing his attack miss and the two insignificant bugs disappear, only for a child to appear in their place, Champa was stunned.

"Huh? Where did those two go?"

Champa was puzzled. He'd been about to destroy them, but they'd suddenly disappeared, leaving his attack to hit nothing.

"Lord Champa, look at the object in his hand."

Only then did Champa look at the ring on Gamos's hand.

"Isn't that a Supreme Kai's Time Ring? How did you get one?"

Champa asked in confusion.

Hearing that, Gamos thought, This is bad. He instinctively hid his hand behind his back.

No matter how easy a God of Devastation was to fool, he was still a god. What if he decided to do his job and destroy Gamos?

"Uh, Lord Champa, I've already sealed those two away. Could you let me deal with them?"

"Let you deal with them? Who do you think you are?"

Champa was in a foul mood. Why was everyone unafraid of him? The two bugs just now had been so arrogant, even daring to question him. And now this one wanted to take his prisoners right out of his hands. If a tiger didn't show its claws, did everyone think it was a sick cat?

Seeing Champa get angry, Gamos didn't dare take any chances. He hurriedly used the trick he'd seen in the anime.

"Lord Champa, I can trade you some delicious food."

Champa had been furious and was about to destroy Gamos, too. But then he heard Gamos offer to tempt him with food.

"Hmph! I'm a God of Devastation. Do you think I've never tasted delicious food? I've lived for who knows how many years and tasted every delicacy under the heavens. You'd dare try to tempt me with food? That's another strike against you."

Though Champa said it was another strike, he folded his arms and made no move to attack. Instead, he seemed to be waiting for Gamos to keep talking so he could prove him wrong.

Gamos saw there was a chance. As long as Champa didn't immediately fly into a rage, there was hope.

"Lord Champa, allow me to introduce myself. I'm from Earth."

"There are all kinds of delicious food on Earth. You may have tried a lot of delicacies, but every planet has its own specialties. Maybe the food on our planet will suit your taste even better."

Gamos didn't try to provoke him. He had no protagonist's halo. If he insulted Champa's food and only made him furious instead of sparking his curiosity or competitive spirit, Champa might kill him on the spot. He'd have nowhere to cry about it.

At Gamos's words, Champa stroked his chin.

"My meal was interrupted earlier, so I didn't get to enjoy it properly. Fine! I'll give you a chance to curry favor with a God of Devastation."