Bulma looked at the Time Ring mentioned earlier and frowned. "Honey, aren't those things supposed to be managed by the Time Realm? And didn't this Trunks come to our timeline? How did two new parallel timelines suddenly appear?"
Turles thought for a moment before answering. "One is likely our timeline, and the other is the one Trunks was actually trying to reach. But the matter of the Time Rings does need attention. It seems these items are no longer suitable for the Supreme Kais to look after. I'll notify Chronoa later about confiscating them."
On the other side of the battlefield, the clash continued. This time, Trunks went after the original Zamasu. It had to be said—Zamasu's original body was pathetic. If it weren't for his immortality, Trunks would have hacked him into eight pieces by now.
"Hmph. Vegeta, thanks to you, I've finally mastered this body. Now, let me show you my true strength."
Goku Black shared a look with Vegeta Black. Simultaneously, both erupted with a staggering surge of energy.
BOOM!
A terrifying pressure shot into the sky, and their appearances shifted once more.
The golden Ki vanished. In its place burned a beautiful, shimmering aura of rosé—a crimson-pink flame. Just like Super Saiyan Blue, their bodies radiated Godly Ki, but their hair turned a brilliant pink, with sparks of purple electricity dancing around them.
Son Goku and Vegeta were momentarily stunned. "What is this?"
"Heh heh heh. In your terms, I suppose you could call this... Super Saiyan Rosé."
"Such magnificent power," Vegeta Black added. "Then let this be our 'Super Rosé!'"
"Hmph. So what? You're both dying here today!"
"HAA!"
Vegeta dropped out of Blue and instantly transformed into Super Saiyan 4. Super Saiyan Blue consumed far too much stamina; for a drawn-out fight, Super Saiyan 4 offered much better efficiency.
"Hmph. Turning into a red-furred ape? What good will that do?" Goku Black mocked.
Vegeta let out a cold snort. "Kakarot, let's take one each. You go give that thief who stole my body a proper thrashing! I'll handle this one!"
Goku nodded. Fighting his own body felt weird, but pummeling Vegeta's body? That was a different story. "Hehe..."
With a mischievous grin, Goku transformed into a streak of lightning and lunged at Vegeta Black.
The two battles exploded simultaneously.
BOOM!
BOOM!
The atmosphere screamed under the weight of the colliding energies. Shockwave after shockwave radiated outward, pulverizing everything in the vicinity into dust.
As for the original Zamasu? He was immortal. Goku Black and Vegeta Black weren't worried about him at all. And true to form, he was currently being beaten to a pulp by Trunks.
"What is wrong with you?! Why won't you die?!" Trunks roared, his eyes bloodshot as he swung his sword.
"Heh heh heh. I have an immortal body. You cannot kill me," Zamasu laughed wickedly. "I knew my raw power wasn't great, and unlike my other selves, I refused to abandon my divine status. So, after destroying the Super Dragon Balls, my final wish was for immortality!"
"What?!" Trunks stared at him, horrified.
"Heh heh heh. Trunks, you cannot kill me. Your stamina isn't infinite, is it? Victory will belong to me, and your end will be death—just like that blue-haired woman!"
Hearing Zamasu mention his mother, Trunks's rage boiled over. "Zamasu! I'll kill you!"
Trunks unleashed a frantic assault, but it was futile. Zamasu's wounds closed as fast as they were made.
"Heh heh heh. Give it up, Trunks! You can't—"
"Oh? He can't, but what about me?"
A cold, feminine voice cut through the air. Zamasu instinctively turned his head. "What? You're that woman? No, she's dead... Wait, are you a god?!"
Bulma's gaze was like ice. "Heh. You've got a sharp eye. But that's no excuse for what you did to her."
Before Zamasu could react, a white-gloved hand clamped onto his face. With a sickening thud, Bulma slammed him headfirst into the ground.
CRASH!
"AGH!"
The sheer force of the impact made Zamasu scream in pain.
Bulma let out a cold laugh. "Zamasu, right? I'm going to teach you that immortality isn't exactly a blessing."
What followed was a one-sided massacre. Bulma proceeded to dismantle Zamasu in every way possible. The villain was caught in a hellish cycle of being mangled, regenerating, and being mangled again.
The Trunks of this timeline stood frozen, watching the woman who looked like his mother transform into a literal war goddess. He swallowed hard.
"She's so strong... Is my mother from that timeline really this powerful? This feels... wrong..."
Bulma's display of power was causing Trunks to question his entire reality. He could feel the bottomless depths of power hidden within her; a single outburst felt like it could destroy the world.
"Cough! Gah! Curse you! You are a god! Why are you helping mortals?! Mortals don't deserve to live in this world!" Zamasu screamed, his face contorted in agony as he questioned her.
"Heh. You aren't the one who gets to decide who lives or dies. Besides..." Bulma's voice dropped to a low, dangerous whisper. "You killed the 'me' of this timeline."
Zamasu shivered. This woman's methods of torture were creative and endless. With such a massive gap in power, he had no way to resist. Desperate, he screamed toward the sky.
"Hey! You two! Finish them off and come save me!"
"Heh. Still got some fight in you? I guess I haven't been thorough enough."
Bulma brought her heel down, shattering Zamasu's femur into splinters. "Tsk, tsk. Immortal, aren't you? I'm going to teach you a lesson. In my eyes, an immortal body is just a toy that never breaks."
Zamasu's eyes filled with genuine terror. He stared at the demonic woman before him and shrieked, "Stay away! DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!"
Seeing this, Trunks took a tentative step back. He turned toward Turles, looking completely bewildered.
"Um... Lord Turles... is this really okay?"
Turles swallowed hard as well. "It... should be fine? Maybe she's just a bit fired up because her alternate self was murdered?"
Trunks gestured toward the scene of Zamasu's systematic dismantling. "This... are you sure about that?"
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