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The mirrored face of the Shadow of the End distorted slightly, as if it were laughing.
Then give it a try.
In an instant, countless shadowy figures split off from the Shadow of the End, transforming into materialized observer warriors, each possessing the power to destroy a planet. They surged in from all directions, instantly surrounding Lin Ye.
"Alpha, activate overload mode!" Lin Ye growled.
"Warning: Quantum overload will cause system crash." The AI's mechanical voice sounded in his mind. "Your body is not yet fully adapted to the star core energy; forced overload may result in—"
No time to lose, execute!
boom--!
A blinding blue light erupted from Lin Ye's body, runes spreading across his entire form, and his pupils transformed into a dark blue, like a stream of data. He swung his blade fiercely, cleaving space in two, and dozens of observer warriors were annihilated in the quantum storm.
But there are too many enemies.
More shadowy figures surged forth from the Shadow of the End, seemingly endless. Each strike of Lin Ye's quantum blade tore through space, yet the number of observer warriors continued to increase.
Damn it… Lin Ye gritted his teeth, feeling the energy in his body being rapidly depleted.
Just as he was about to be submerged—
Hello, do you need any help?
A familiar voice came from behind.
Lin Ye turned around abruptly, his pupils shrinking.
Three Trunks stood behind him—
1. Future Trunks (Swordsman attire, with a weary look in his eyes, and a broken time machine key hanging from his waist)
2. Young Trunks (in battle suit, unruly, with a confident smile on his lips)
3. Trunks, the Time Patrol (uniform, calm and composed, holding a specially made time stabilizer)
You guys... Lin Ye was shocked.
Future Trunks drew his longsword, a slight smile playing on his lips: "The timeline is already a mess; we can't let the Observer continue to act recklessly."
Young Trunks cracked his knuckles and grinned: Three Saiyans, that'll give them a run for their money!
Trunks of the Time Patrol immediately entered Super Saiyan mode and said coldly: "Let's finish this quickly."
The next second, the three of them unleashed their power simultaneously, golden flames shooting into the sky!
FinalFlash!
BurningStrike!
HeatDomeAttack!
Three devastating energy waves swept across the battlefield, and the observer warriors were reduced to ashes in the energy storm!
Cracks finally appeared on the mirrored face of the Shadow of the End.
Impossible... You shouldn't exist in this timeline!
But we are here now. Future Trunks sneered, "Causality has been violated by observers for far too long. Today, it is our turn to correct it!"
Lin Ye took a deep breath, and the runes on the quantum blade burned to their limit.
Final blow!
"Attack together!" Three Trunks responded simultaneously.
Four figures simultaneously rushed towards the Shadow of the End, their energy converging into a single point—
Boom——! ! !
The intersection of space and time collapsed at this moment, and the law of causality was completely torn apart.
As the light faded, the mirrored face of the Shadow of the End shattered completely, revealing the emptiness within.
You... cannot change the ending... Its voice fades away, and the observer... will eventually return...
Lin Ye gasped for breath, watching the body of the Shadow of the End turn into black mist and dissipate.
"Is it over?" young Trunks asked.
Time Patrol's Trunks shook his head: No, this is just the beginning.
Future Trunks looked at Lin Ye with a solemn expression: The observers are just pawns; the real enemy lies in a higher dimension.
Lin Ye clenched his fist, the runes on his arm still burning.
Then let's keep fighting until this is completely over.
The three Trunks exchanged glances and smiled simultaneously.
Well then... see you next time.
Their figures gradually blurred in the turbulent flow of time and space, and eventually disappeared.
Chapter 110 A new starting point
The morning sunlight streamed into the laboratory through the gaps in the curtains in Xidu. Bulma abruptly looked up from her workbench; the liquid in her coffee cup was already cold. She rubbed her sore eyes and looked at the holographic clock on the wall—April 5, 2087, 7:23 AM.
"Strange..." she muttered, reaching for the communicator on the table, only to find her movements unusually sluggish. Her arms, which could once easily lift 300 kilograms of experimental equipment, were now struggling to even hold a communicator.
The lab door slid open, and Trunks stumbled in: "Mom! Something terrible has happened!"
Bulma then noticed the beads of sweat on her son's forehead and his rapid breathing, unlike that of a Super Saiyan. "What's wrong? Tell me slowly."
My ki... is gone! Trunks spread his hands, palms up. Last night he could easily transform into Super Saiyan 3, but this morning he couldn't even do the most basic ki gathering!
Bulma's pupils contracted sharply. She immediately brought up her holographic screen, her fingers flying across the virtual keyboard. The global energy monitoring system showed that the fundamental parameters of the universe had changed. This wasn't a simple energy decay, but...
Her voice trailed off. The data that popped up on the screen nearly froze the brilliant scientist's blood—the cosmological constant had shifted subtly, and the energy levels of all living organisms had been reset to baseline.
This is impossible... Bulma's fingers trembled slightly, unless someone rewrote the universe's source code.
Trunks turned pale: Was it the Observer who did it?
No. Bulma pulled up another set of data, and the observer's energy signature disappeared as well. This is more like... a system reboot.
Just then, an alarm suddenly blared throughout the laboratory. Bulma turned to the main screen, where she saw anomaly data transmitted from the space station outside Earth—space was undergoing a strange distortion near Mars' orbit.
What is that? Trunks pointed to the expanding black area on the screen.
Bulma zoomed in on the image and gasped. In the pitch-black space, a gigantic golden ring was slowly taking shape, with a nebula-like mass rotating at its center.
A spatial rift... she murmured, but this wasn't formed naturally. Someone was actively opening an interdimensional portal.
Trunks clenched his fist: We need to gather everyone.
Wait a minute. Bulma suddenly pressed down on her son's shoulder. "Don't rush. I need to confirm something." She brought up a bio-scanner and asked, "Let me examine your cells."
A scanning beam enveloped Trunks' entire body. Bulma stared at the data stream, her brow furrowing deeper and deeper. Interesting... Your S-cell count hasn't decreased; it's just in a dormant state.
what does this mean?
This means our power hasn't disappeared, but rather it's been temporarily sealed by some kind of rule. A sharp glint flashed in Bulma's eyes. If they could find a way to break this...
The alarm suddenly became more urgent. On the main screen, the golden ring had fully expanded, exceeding a thousand kilometers in diameter. Even more terrifying, an object began to slowly emerge from the center of the ring.
"What is that?" Trunks' voice trembled slightly.
Bulma zoomed in on the image to its limit. In the distorted space, a colossal black pyramid was slowly emerging from the circle. The pyramid's surface was covered in unknown runes, gleaming with an eerie metallic sheen in the sunlight.
"It's not a thing..." Bulma's voice was hoarse. "It's a spaceship. Someone's coming."
The communicator suddenly lit up, displaying an urgent message from the temple. Bulma pressed the answer button, and Dandy's anxious face appeared on the screen.
Bulma! The Dragon Balls from Kami's Lookout... they've turned to stone!
The news hit her like a hammer blow. Bulma felt dizzy and had to hold onto the workbench to steady herself. The Dragon Balls losing their power meant that the planet's last line of defense had also disappeared.
Trunks supports his mother: We need to act immediately.
Bulma took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. She ordered all the Z Fighters to assemble. Also... her gaze shifted to a long-forgotten safe in the corner; it was time to activate Plan B.
While Trunks ran to gather his companions, Bulma entered the password to open the safe. Inside lay a strangely shaped device—a legacy from her father, Dr. Briefs, labeled a time-space stabilizer.
"Dad..." Bulma gently stroked the surface of the device, hoping you knew what you were doing.
The device suddenly emitted a faint blue light, projecting a holographic image. In the image, the young Dr. Briefs looked grave:
If you're seeing this message, it means the Great Reset has already occurred. This isn't the end of the disaster, but the beginning. Go find Sun Wukong; he holds the key...
The video abruptly cut off. Bulma stood frozen, countless questions churning in her mind. How could her father have foreseen today's events? And what secret did Goku possess?
Outside the window, the sky began to change color. The once azure sky gradually turned an eerie purple. Bulma felt a tightness in her chest, as if the weight of the entire world was pressing down on her shoulders.
She picked up the communicator and dialed a number that hadn't been used for years. A moment later, a languid voice answered:
Hello? This is Turtle Hermitage.
"Krillin," Bulma's voice was unusually firm, "I need you to contact the Supreme Kai. Tell them... the things prophesied in the Book of Genesis have begun."
A deathly silence fell over the other end of the communicator. After a long pause, Krillin finally spoke with difficulty: "Are you sure? But Jebt said..."
"I know what he said," Bulma interrupted, "but there's no time to hesitate now. The Black Pyramid has descended, and we've all become ordinary people."
After hanging up the call, Bulma walked to the window. In the distance, the enormous black pyramid was slowly approaching Earth. An unprecedented sense of oppression enveloped the entire West Capital; pedestrians on the streets stopped and stared, their faces filled with fear.
Trunks rushed back to the lab with Goku, Vegeta, and the others. The former super warriors looked no different from ordinary people, but the fighting spirit in their eyes remained undiminished.
How bad is the situation? Vegeta cuts straight to the point.
Bulma pointed to the screen: "This is terrible. That pyramid is releasing some kind of energy field, further suppressing our power. Even worse..." She pulled up another set of data: electronic devices worldwide were starting to malfunction, as if they were being interfered with.
Wukong scratched his head: So now we're just ordinary people?
Not entirely. Bulma took out the spacetime stabilizer, "This thing my father left behind might be a breakthrough." She said... "Goku holds the key."
All eyes turned to Wukong. The former strongest warrior in the universe looked bewildered: Me? What key could I possibly have?
Vegeta scoffed: "Kakarot, think carefully. Has the Supreme Kai ever given you anything special? Or said anything strange?"
Goku's brow furrowed. Suddenly, he slapped his thigh: Wait! Old Kaioshin did give me something! He pulled a quaint little box from his pocket, saying it could only be opened in the darkest hour.
Bulma took the box and discovered that it was engraved with runes similar to those on the surface of the pyramids. The writing on it... was ancient Namekian.
"What's written?" Bick leaned closer.