Galactic Patrol Organization Headquarters.
Turles stood with his hands behind his back, following behind Jaco and Merus, his steps steady, his gaze calmly sweeping over the surroundings.
Everything here is completely different from the style of Frieza Force.
The building is predominantly white, with smooth and soft lines. Police officers of various skin colors and shapes walk orderly through the spacious and bright corridors, creating an atmosphere that is both rigorous and vibrant.
To think that one day I would be invited and walk into this building, which symbolizes the maintainer of cosmic order, with such authority.
Life is unpredictable.
Turles sighed inwardly.
Led by Jaco and Merus, the three passed through several tight security gates and finally arrived at the door of a huge circular office.
" General Turles, the Galactic King is inside."
Jaco took a deep breath and nervously pressed the communication button next to the door.
Turles looked up.
The office was decorated in a minimalist style, with a huge desk in the center, behind which stood the legendary Galactic King.
A... green octopus.
It wore a small crown on its head, its body slumped limply on a specially made seat, and several tentacles were still swaying unconsciously.
This... is the Galactic King!
This appearance has absolutely nothing to do with the word "king," let alone any Power Level.
However, his expression remained unchanged, maintaining his composure and calmness.
" General Turles! Welcome, welcome!"
Upon seeing Turles, the Galactic King immediately sprang up from his chair, his tentacles waving excitedly in the air as he warmly greeted him.
He casually raised one of his tentacles, as if to shake hands.
Of course, Turles couldn't tell whether it was a hand or a foot...
It's a pleasure to meet you!
Seeing this, Turles smiled kindly and reached out to gently grasp the soft tentacle.
"Me too, Galactic King."
Turles shook hands only politely and then released them.
" General Turles' courage in standing up for the safety of the universe at this time is truly admirable!"
The Galactic King withdrew his tentacles, his tone becoming sincere and anxious.
His eyes were filled with a sense of helplessness, a feeling that "we really have no other way out."
Now the Land of the Dead is completely out of control, and chaos is about to erupt in the World of the Living as well. They are overwhelmed and have no idea how to deal with it.
If things continue like this, the Land of the Dead is not far from collapse. Once the Land of the Dead collapses, what will happen to them in the World of the Living...?
"We will fully cooperate with whatever General Turles has in mind!"
Turles nodded slightly, ignoring the useless complaints, and went straight to the point.
"Currently, the most urgent task is to resolve the barrier between the Yin and Yang realms."
His voice wasn't loud, but it instantly made the atmosphere in the office serious again.
"Otherwise, even if we send troops to suppress those resurrected dead in the World of the Living, we will not be able to send them back to the Land of the Dead."
"It only treats the symptoms, not the root cause."
Turles's gaze swept over Galactic King, then landed on Merus and Jaco beside him.
"Therefore, we need to ask the Galactic Patrol Organization assistance first."
He paused for a moment, then posed the most crucial question at hand.
"For example, how to get to the Land of the Dead."
The Galactic King's soft tentacles waved in the air.
Reassure Turles.
"The arrangements have been made with King Kai. As long as you, General Turles, are prepared, we can move out at any time!"
Turles ' smile was just right, conveying both composure and an undeniable confidence.
He calmly replied, "Since I came alone, I have naturally made thorough preparations. Galactic King, there is no need to worry."
"One person?!"
The Galactic King's eyes widened instantly, his tentacles froze in mid-air, and he stammered, trying to confirm.
Before he could finish speaking, Merus, who had been silent all along, suddenly interrupted.
"In that case, I will lead General Turles to the location arranged by King Kai."
"Ah? Oh! Okay! Okay!"
Galactic King immediately went along with it, nodding repeatedly.
"Then I'll have to trouble Merus! Jaco, you come along too, and do your best to assist General Turles!"
"I?!"
Jaco' face turned green; he had no desire to get involved in something that sounded incredibly dangerous.
He was about to find an excuse to refuse when Merus turned around, placed a hand lightly on his shoulder, and half-pushed, half-pulled him outside.
Jaco was on the verge of tears and could only passively follow along.
Turles followed behind the two, and the three of them soon walked out of the headquarters building of the Galactic Patrol Organization.
However, the direction they were heading in only made Jaco more and more confused.
"Um... Merus, did we go to the wrong place?"
Jaco couldn't help but speak up.
On the empty grassland, there was nothing but the sound of the wind.
Just then, Merus, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped.
Turles also stopped.
He was about to ask a question when Merus suddenly vanished from the spot!
A strong gust of wind came from the side!
Turles' eyes narrowed, and without even turning his head, he raised his arm with lightning speed and firmly caught the incoming fist.
It's Merus.
Turles looked slightly surprised.
He had always wanted to find an opportunity to test this Galactic Patrol who always seemed to bring him inexplicable pressure.
Unexpectedly, he started testing me first.
Merus looked at the firmly gripped fist and nodded in satisfaction.
"I'll be a little more serious with my next attack."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Merus's figure vanished once again.
This time, Turles frowned slightly.
A strong sense of crisis surged forth from the fighting instincts deep within his Saiyan bloodline!
He didn't hesitate.
"Boom--!!!"
A dazzling golden aura erupted suddenly, shooting skyward in an instant! Hair stood on end in a flash, turning a pure golden yellow!
The moment he transformed, a ghostly figure appeared silently behind him.
A swift, silent chop!
Turles reacted at his limit, his body suddenly shifting slightly to the side.
The sharp gust of wind from the chop grazed his cheek, making his golden hair dance wildly.
While dodging the attack, Turles twisted his waist and turned around, delivering a powerful punch straight at Merus!
Merus easily dodged his counterattack as well.
Turles was startled.
Before he could retract his fist and change his stance, Merus' seemingly casual swaying motion was accompanied by a leg kick that accurately struck Mels's crossed arms as he tried to block.
Turles felt a sudden, unexpected force, and he uncontrollably slid back several steps before finally regaining his balance.
Jaco, who was some distance away, was blown away by the shockwave that erupted when the two clashed, and rolled several times on the ground.
He scrambled to his feet, clutching his throbbing head.
Merus... Merus, who usually seems unassuming and even a bit dull, actually kicked away the universe-renowned General Turles?!
Turles shook his slightly numb arm and slowly raised his head.
A burning fighting spirit ignited within him!
He was about to make another move.
Merus, however, had already withdrawn his attack stance, stood still again, and spoke calmly.
"It seems you are indeed well-prepared."
"We should get going."