And at this moment.
In the silent star field who knows how many thousands of light-years away from the earth.
It was a mysterious planet with a strange shape, like a huge pyramid - World of the God of Destruction.
Under the purple sky, there are desolate meteorites floating everywhere.
In a magnificent crystal palace, a tall figure was standing quietly in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.
"Oh my, the thirty-nine-year time limit for the wake-up alarm clock that Lord Beerus set back then seems to have completely expired this morning."
"It seems it's time to drag that god who loves to stay in bed out of bed."
The servant Whis held the long blue Divine Staff with one hand, tapped it gently on the ground, glanced at the crystal calendar flowing on it, and talked to himself slowly.
Universe 7's supreme god--God of Destruction Beerus.
This time of seclusion and slumber has lasted for thirty-nine years.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Almost at the same second that Whis's words fell, in the deepest bedroom of the Crystal Palace, several huge alarm clocks specially crafted by divine power and as powerful as the explosion of small planets exploded on the bedside.
However, after the smoke and firelight that filled the sky dissipated, the purple-skinned hairless cat lying on the big silk bed just turned over a little irritably, pulled the quilt over his head, and seemed to sleep until the end of the world.
"Lord Beerus, the time has come."
"This is the magical alarm clock you set yourself. It's time to rub your eyes and get up and wash up."
Whis walked in with suspended steps and called helplessly through the gauze.
"Ah... I know, I know, don't keep mumbling in your ears."
There was an indistinct muttering sound coming from the bed, and Beerus waved his paws. He didn't know whether he was really awake or just talking in his sleep.
"Lord Beerus, if you can't get up anymore, then I can only use some small means to help you clear your mind with my unique and beautiful singing voice that can be heard throughout Twelve Universes."
Whis smiled slightly, and a shiny golden microphone appeared from nowhere, and opened his mouth into a standard "O" shape.
Looking at this skilled posture, as long as the cat god on the bed dares to delay for one more second, a magic sound that can send ordinary gods away on the spot will be filled into the ears and he will soon show off his singing voice in this Whis's Temple.
"Okay, okay, why don't you get up? It's really annoying."
As soon as he heard that Whis was about to sing, Beerus's body trembled suddenly, obviously recalling some horrific and painful memories.
He quickly lifted off the quilt, and his whole body slid slowly along the edge of the bed to the ground like a boneless salted fish.
"Tsk, this time I spent all my time sleeping for a mere thirty-nine years."
"This amount of time is not even an ordinary lunch break in the long life of a god. I haven't even fully warmed up to the divine power in my body."
Beerus scratched his itchy ears with his paws, yawned and complained unhappily.
"This sleep time limit was set by Lord Beerus yourself with a slap on your forehead. No one else can blame you."
"But speaking of it, I've always been quite puzzled. In the past, when you went to bed, you always started with a few hundred years. Why did you set such a strange number as thirty-nine years this time?"
Whis took back the microphone, followed behind, and asked curiously.
As far as he knew, this sleepy God of Destruction could sleep for half a century if he just took a nap. This behavior was indeed a bit abnormal.
"Well..."
Upon hearing Whis's inquiry, Beerus's dead fish eyes, which originally seemed hazy and sleepy, suddenly widened without warning.
A trace of terrifying power flashed across the bedroom.
"Because before I closed my eyes and went to sleep thirty-nine years ago, Oracle Fish, who was kept outside the palace, warned me personally."
"It says that today, thirty-nine years later, in this seemingly peaceful Universe 7, a destined rival who can truly be equal to me will be born!"
Piccolo Si's expression became extremely serious, and there was no trace of the usual joking in his tone.
"Hoo ho ho! Lord Beerus You are thinking too much this early in the morning."
"Looking at this vast universe, how can there be any mortal beings who can compare with you who have mastered the limit Hakai Energy?"
Whis was stunned for a moment, then covered his red lips and let out a series of playful and crisp laughs.
As Angel who has survived for countless epochs, he understands God of Destruction's concept of combat power better than anyone else.
God of Destruction is the symbol of power that truly stands at the top of the cosmic pyramid. Except for the gods at the same level and those in the sky, in their eyes, the mortal races are just dust that can be destroyed with a backhand.
Even Supreme Kai, who is tied in the divine position, is completely different from God of Destruction in terms of combat effectiveness in frontal combat.
"Although what you said is correct in common sense, when I went to sleep this time, something different did appear in my mind."
"In the dream, it was a very real precognitive dream, and a guy who could compete with my Hakai Energy really appeared in it."
"And the strength shown by that guy is exactly the same as the oracle spoken by Oracle Fish back then. Such things collide one after another, do you think this can still be an ordinary coincidence?"
Beerus turned his head and stared at Whis with a pair of deep eyes.
If it was just a Void misty dream, with his arrogant nature, he would not take it to heart.
But the words of Oracle Fish thirty-nine years ago still ring in his ears, so he cannot help but take them seriously.
"Oh? Since Lord Beerus is so confident in your own precognitive dream, then as a servant, I am not very optimistic about it."
"I remember the last time you swore in your dream that the top super-beautiful girl idol in the universe would move next door to us Whis's Temple as our neighbor, but up to now you haven't even seen a woman's hair here. How do you explain this?"
Whis teased lightly and revealed his master's background without mercy.
"Tch, can that be the same thing? That time it was just a case of dazzling."
"This time, my feeling in the dream was extremely clear. There is absolutely no chance of anything going wrong!"
Being poked at a painful spot, Beerus's face turned red slightly, and he curled his lips angrily.
The dream image about the battle in his mind was quickly becoming clear.
To be honest, as a God of Destruction who has been hanging on the invincible throne for too long, not only is he not worried at all, but he has a vague excitement that he has not seen for a long time.
He has been waiting for too long for the kind of top-notch battle that can make people's blood completely ignite.
"Since Lord Beerus you have said all this, can you still find out in your mind what the name of the super rival you fought against in that so-called precognitive dream was?"
Whis's expression changed, and he asked again curiously.
Although he didn't believe it on the surface, if there was really something fishy about this matter, he, Angel, would have to make preparations in advance.
"Name? Let me think about it..."
"The guys in the dream seemed to call that ridiculously powerful monster... a god..."
Beerus shaved his fangs with sharp claws and frowned in distress.
The moment he opened his eyes and woke up, the name of that god was clearly on his lips.
As a result, after Whis chatted a few random words here, now there is only a vague outline left in my mind, and I can't remember it.