After handling the matters of the Underworld, Beryl returned to the God of Destruction Realm and first went to pay respects at God of Destruction Rumsshi's cenotaph.
Then, Beryl arrived at the Supreme Kai Realm.
The last time she was here seemed to be five years ago; it had been quite a while.
In front of Supreme Kai Gowasu's cenotaph.
"Zamasu is dead. Even if I say this, I'm afraid you won't be happy. After all, he was your disciple, and you had high hopes for him," Beryl murmured, gazing at the cenotaph with a cross.
"Lord Gowasu, if you have anything you want to say, wait until you are revived. If possible, I will listen to your earnest teachings then."
Beryl would definitely try to revive God of Destruction Rumsshi; whether she could accomplish it was another matter. Gowasu was an afterthought.
It would be best if he could be revived, but it didn't matter if he couldn't.
There was a distinction between close and distant relationships.
The God of Destruction of the Universe 10 picked her up from her cosmic drift and took her in as a disciple.
Although the system protected her body, allowing her to drift in the universe indefinitely, no one knew what would have happened if Rumsshi hadn't picked her up.
Perhaps one day she would wake from her slumber to find herself strapped in a laboratory.
Beryl kept this kindness in mind.
Moreover, after Rumsshi took her as a disciple, he taught her diligently.
How to put it? If she hadn't been in the God of Destruction Realm, it's debatable whether she could have become a Super Saiyan at her current age, let alone become a peak existence in the universe.
Don't think becoming a Super Saiyan is easy.
Trunks and Son Goten in the original work benefited from Vegeta and Son Goku, as it was a bloodline inheritance.
For ordinary Saiyans, especially those in Universe 7, a Super Saiyan was a legend that appeared once in a millennium, wasn't it?
For example, when she transmigrated into Planet Vegeta, from her birth until her confrontation with Ginyu, her combat power was only 58,000.
To be honest, she really felt her mentality collapse at that time.
From 7 to 10 years old, her combat power only increased by a thousand per year; she didn't even have hope of surviving.
Fortunately, due to various accidents, she not only jumped from Universe 7 to Universe 10 but was also picked up by the passing God of Destruction Rumsshi and Angel Kusu.
"Speaking of which, I've been in Universe 10 for ten years."
How many decades are there in a lifetime?
She also didn't know how Universe 7 had changed.
Crossing universes required an Angel's permission.
If she wanted to visit Universe 7, she would probably need to obtain a formal appointment letter at Zeno's Palace and wait for Angel Kusu to awaken.
After paying respects to Gowasu, Beryl returned to the God of Destruction Realm.
Beryl hadn't opened the Chat Group for many days and was curious about its current state, hoping it wasn't a mess.
As she projected her consciousness into it, the "Offline" status on her Chat Group avatar changed to "Online."
Beryl wanted to look through the previous chat history.
The thought of peeking was quite exciting.
"Hmm, a live stream? And it's from Lumine."
The entry button for the live stream video appeared in the bottom right corner of the Chat Group.
How strange, had Lumine become familiar with everyone? She was even doing a live stream.
However, Beryl didn't immediately enter the live stream but noticed that the number of group members had increased by two.
"Zeref, the Black Mage from 'Fairy Tail,' and Elaina, the protagonist of 'The Journey of Elaina.'"
"Two more interesting magic worlds."
Beryl glanced at their profiles, then entered Lumine's live stream.
In the live stream, a scene that stunned Beryl appeared.
A golden giant dragon, hundreds of meters long—hmm, a dragon body with a wolf head—this thing should count as a dragon, right? Probably.
This dragon-wolf was lying stiffly on the ground.
The wolf head, which should have been majestic, was now somewhat disfigured.
Its eyes and nose were swollen, especially the two eye sockets, which were pitch black like panda eyes, quite out of place with the dragon-wolf's imposing appearance.
The dragon-wolf's mouth was still opening and closing, and the sound that seemed to come out was: "Aba~ Aba."
Beryl's mouth twitched.
What was Lumine doing? Had this thing offended her or something?
The creature lying stiffly like a corpse, I think it was called Golden Wolflord.
Just then, in the live stream, the Golden Wolflord moved its massive body, trying to raise its head.
The Golden Wolflord was about to rise up!
Bang!
Its head was hit again, and the Golden Wolflord's barely lifted head slammed heavily back onto the ground.
From its mouth, it once again babbled incoherently, "Aba Aba."
"This... so pitiful," Beryl muttered speechlessly.
A visible sword mark on the Golden Wolflord's forehead was clearly made by someone using their sword like a brick to smack it.
"Are you convinced? If you're convinced, come home with me. If not, we'll keep at it." Lumine lightly flicked the exclusive six-star divine artifact in her hand, her peripheral vision glancing at the large creature beside her.
[Kumoko: "The dragon is so pitiful, it has been beaten for two days and two nights."]
[Zeref: "The Golden Wolflord is actually an artificial creation. It looks even stronger than me. I wonder if it can kill me. I'm really curious what kind of person could create the Golden Wolflord."]
The battle between Lumine and the Golden Wolflord greatly surprised Zeref, who was a Grand Mage.
First, he was surprised by the creation of the Golden Wolflord.
Because he himself had created living demons and clearly understood how difficult it was to create such powerful so-called alchemical creatures; even he could hardly do it.
And Lumine, this seemingly young girl, was actually over 500 years old.
That wasn't important.
What was important was that this girl named Lumine, let's call her a girl for now, was completely above him, the Grand Mage, in strength.
Too strong.
It could almost be said that she was crushing the Golden Wolflord; if it weren't for the purpose of subduing it, the battle would have ended long ago.
[Elaina: "Is this the world of the strong? I am indeed still far behind."]
Having just graduated from the Witch Academy, she originally thought her strength was quite good, as she was unrivaled in the academy.
It was impossible not to be proud.
However, after seeing Zeref effortlessly casting magic and then Lumine almost completely dominating a terrifying Golden Wolflord, she felt she was truly insignificant.
Elaina touched the book in her hand, titled "The Adventure of Nike."
She took a deep breath: "It's decided. I will become the strongest witch in this world in the future."
If she had the chance, she wanted to travel to various worlds, to experience the customs and traditions of different worlds, and to write a book even better than "Nike."
While Elaina was full of hope, outside her room stood a woman wearing an apron.
The woman was Elaina's mother. She had long, grayish-white hair and a beautiful face, almost like a mature version of Elaina.
She was a powerful witch and the author of Elaina's favorite book, "The Adventure of Nike." Or rather, the book "The Adventure of Nike" was the travelogue of this "retired" witch.
Victorica had observed her daughter's changes during this period.
Although she wasn't sure what was going on, there didn't seem to be any danger, so this powerful witch only observed in secret and did not interfere.
"The strongest witch? That's not something easily achieved."
"Also, little Elaina, are you hiding something from me?"
Victorica stood outside Elaina's room and did not go in.
But Victorica could see almost everything inside Elaina's room through magic.
Elaina's personality had become much more stable; she just didn't know if it was good or bad.
She had already sent a message to her disciple, who should arrive very soon.
"I imagine Fran, who I've always bullied, would be very interested in becoming Elaina's teacher. But Elaina might just surprise her."