"Dragon Balls? I heard those are miraculous objects created by Namekians. Are you going to Planet Namek, Mr. Gohan?" Merus asked curiously.
He had no idea Earth had Dragon Balls too.
Son Gohan smiled and shook his head. "No need. Earth's Kami is a Namekian, and he created Dragon Balls too."
Merus understood. "I see."
He had never imagined a Namekian would serve as Earth's guardian deity.
Son Gohan looked at Android 16, who had been standing quietly in the background, and smiled.
The big guy had still stepped forward without hesitation when Earth faced danger. Keeping him around back then had been the right choice.
Although his current strength could do nothing to affect the outcome, his willingness to help was precious enough.
He was just like many of the veteran Z Fighters. Even though their strength had become insignificant, they still put their lives on the line.
Son Gohan patted Broly's shoulder. The big guy looked as though he had suffered quite a bit earlier.
He simply wasn't much of a talker and hadn't said a word.
Even now, his body was covered in injuries.
"Trunks, Uncle Piccolo, Majin Buu, and Seven-Three must have met with disaster. This Jass killed them..."
After casting a healing spell on Broly, Son Gohan continued, "Wait here for a moment, everyone. I'll go get the Dragon Radar from West City. I'll be right back."
Vegeta said nothing. Somehow, he felt Son Gohan was more familiar with visiting his house than he was himself.
Whoosh!
Son Gohan left with Instant Transmission.
West City, Capsule Corporation.
Bulma paced back and forth with Bulla in her arms, anxiously waiting.
Neither Trunks nor Vegeta had returned yet.
On top of that, terrifying explosions had been rocking Earth, with worldwide tremors, the sky and ground splitting apart,