"Was he the reason the Oracle Fish couldn't sleep?"
"I see..."
"He used the Dragon Balls to obtain power."
Whis murmured to himself as he continued watching the scene in his magic orb.
"As for this Merus..."
"Hmm? What's going on here?"
Galactic Patrol Headquarters.
The Heeters Brothers had recruited all the prisoners under their command and dispatched a large portion of them to disrupt the major powers and organizations of Universe 7, proclaiming that the Heeters would rule the universe.
Before long, Merus answered the summons and returned to Galactic Patrol Headquarters.
After stepping off his spaceship, Merus frowned, sensing the strange atmosphere.
He looked around and saw bodies strewn through pools of blood.
Over ninety percent of the dead were Galactic Patrol officers, with only a handful of prisoners among them.
Seeing the gruesome fate of his former colleagues, Merus said nothing and headed straight for the Galactic King's council chamber.
He could clearly sense quite a few people there.
He also knew that once he went there, he would find out exactly what had happened.
Unable to freely use his angelic power, Merus was merely a powerful human. He could neither foresee events nor predict the future, and many of his abilities were unavailable to him.
Soon, Merus reached the entrance to the council chamber.
A hearty laugh rang out from inside. "Hahaha! Looks like Merus has arrived."
That voice... Elec of the Heeters?
Elec's image flashed through Merus's mind, and he stepped inside.
There stood Elec, alongside the bound Galactic King and Jass, whose expression remained cold.
Upon seeing Merus, the Galactic King cried, "Merus, save me!"
Merus said nothing, merely giving a slight nod before turning toward Elec, who stood with his hands on his hips and a smug look on his face.
Seeing