"Weis."
As Wang Hao's figure disappeared, Birus dialed for the first time, his eyes fixed on Weis.
Upon hearing Billers' voice, Weis didn't hesitate. The staff in his hand appeared instantly. With a gentle wave, the "West Capital Map" had long been seen, directly locking onto Wang Hao.
"Well, isn't this my home?"
Seeing Weis's plan, Bulma shouted, saying.
Nearby, the time machine at Trunks was in the midst of intense fluctuations, and a dark spatial rift was constantly expanding, from which a sense of horror also spread.
Not far from this spatial rift, Wang Hao, who had just disappeared, stood quietly, calmly staring at the continuously expanding rift.
Finally, amidst the expectations and tense gazes of everyone, the spatial rift expanded large enough, and a familiar figure walked out.
"Ah! Wang Hao is like two peas in a pod! Did he take Wang Hao's corpse?"
