Earth.
The figure hovered above the atmosphere.
It was clearly the Perfect Cell had once appeared in Turles's mental world.
He looked down at the Earth.
There was a hint of weariness in his eyes.
It became a perfect, complete form, yet no one could appreciate it.
This feeling gradually made him feel a sense of loss, and it grew stronger and stronger.
There are almost no living things left on Earth today.
In a sense, it became a four-star rating.
Cell's gaze turned to the universe.
He knew that the Saiyan looked a lot like Son Goku had left Earth a year ago.
If he now wants to find someone to demonstrate his ultimate power.
That's the Saiyan!
Cell suddenly raised his finger high.
A highly concentrated ball of energy instantly expanded.
An aura of destruction instantly enveloped everything!
He stared expressionlessly at the planet beneath his feet.
This place has completed its mission, giving birth to the most powerful ultimate life form in the universe.
Then there's no need for it to exist!
Cell's lips curled into a slight smile.
As the energy ball descended, Cell crossed his arms as if he were about to witness a grand fireworks display.
However, the Cell imagined did not appear.
The energy particle suddenly stopped just before entering Earth's atmosphere.
A mysterious voice echoed in Cell's mind.
"It's been so long since I've been back to Earth, and such a powerful guy has appeared!"
"Normally, I might be quite happy, but you almost destroyed the Earth, and I'm furious."
"You might as well just die."
Planet Namek.
"How could this happen?!"
The Grand Elder shook his head sympathetically.
"Please rest assured, Miss Bulma, Mr. Turles."
" The Planet Namek Dragon Ball should be of help to you."
"Even someone who has been resurrected can be resurrected by Porunga."
The Grand Elder's immediate response gave Bulma a sense that her years of perseverance had finally brought a glimmer of hope.
Crystalline tears had already involuntarily welled up in her eyes.
They went outside together.
Seven Planet Namek warriors emerged from the depths of the village.
Everyone was holding a Dragon Ball.
finally!
Bulma stared intently at each of the Dragon Ball.
This is the embodiment of hope!
As long as the Dragon Ball still exist.
As long as the Eternal Dragon can still appear.
Those names we think about day and night won't remain in the past forever.
The Planet Namek warriors piled the Dragon Ball onto the ground one by one.
At Dende's summons.
The Dragon Ball began to flash.
Then the sky darkened.
Thunder rumbled in the dark clouds.
A massive beam of light shot into the sky from the Dragon Ball.
The clouds have been torn apart!
A pair of scarlet eyes opened high in the sky.
Planet Namek's "Dream God," Porunga, gazes down upon the earth from darkness and thunder.
But Bulma felt a strange sense of familiarity with that ferocious body.
"The person who collects all seven Dragon Ball!"
"Tell us your wishes!"
"I can grant you three wishes."
Bulma glanced at Turles instinctively.
She only calmed down after the latter nodded.
He looked at Dende.
Because the Planet Namek Dragon Ball cannot revive multiple people at once.
After a moment's thought, Bulma voiced her first wish.
"Please revive Trunks!"
Dende relayed the message word by word simultaneously.
"This wish..."
"I can't do it!"
When Porunga uttered those words, Bulma still harbored a sliver of hope.
However, Porunga's next words ruthlessly shattered her illusions.
" Trunks' soul does not exist in this time and space; there is no way to revive him!"
Despite being mentally prepared, Bulma still couldn't control the feeling of exhaustion in her body.
It was as if even their souls had been emptied out.
Her Trunks... there's really no way to bring him back to life...
"How about it?"
Can we continue?
Turles came to her side.
Bulma leaned against Turles and sobbed softly.
She finally let go of the facade she had been maintaining for so many years.
The pain of losing her son, the breakdown of being a mother.
Turles and Dende also fell silent in unison.
Even Porunga waited patiently and humanely.
After the collapse that had been buried for many years was released, Bulma slowly regained her former strength.
" Turles, you decide how we wish," Bulma said, relinquishing the power of wishing to Turles.
During this year-long interstellar journey, Turles had undoubtedly become her support.
She was practically just a sidekick, effortlessly finding Planet Namek without doing anything.
Now lost in confusion and sorrow, she subconsciously wanted to hand the burden to Turles.
Turles did not refuse.
Given Bulma's current state, she must be somewhat upset.
They may not even be fully lucid anymore.
Turles strode forward.
I'm thinking about how to make a wish.
Suddenly, he trembled all over!
It felt like being struck by lightning!
In the universe!
A very strong aura appeared!
His gaze was fixed in a certain direction, though he didn't realize that it was the direction of Earth...
But he looked at Grand Elder Mulin and Dende and the others.
There was absolutely no response.
"What's wrong?"
" Turles?" Bulma noticed Turles ' strange behavior.
Grand Elder Mulin and Dende also cast questioning glances at him.
Am I just imagining things?
"Just now, I felt as if a very powerful energy was being born in the universe!"
"Even if it was only for a moment!"
"But the feeling I got from that aura!"
"It feels somewhat familiar..."
He looked at Grand Elder Mulin.
" Grand Elder, didn't you feel it either?"
Grand Elder Mulin shook his head. "No, although the Namekian are quite perceptive, they can't even discern movements from far away in the universe."
Turles could only suppress his sensitivities for the time being.
Looking at the sky
"I hope things aren't as I think..."