Turles looked at the conflicted expressions on Goku and Vegeta's faces and spoke up. "Since you don't know how to handle it, I'll take charge of this shell. Regardless of how it happened, this is the body resulting from your fusion."
Goku and Vegeta exchanged a glance and nodded.
With their consent, Turles waved his hand, storing Vegito's physical remains into his Storage Space.
Then, the group's collective gaze fell upon Zamasu—the one who still possessed Immortality.
Seeing the captive deity, Goku and Vegeta both furrowed their brows.
"Turles, how do we deal with this guy?"
Zamasu, sensing their eyes on him, let out a mocking laugh. "Heh. I possess Immortality. You cannot kill me. Even if you target my soul, I will simply regenerate. This is a power granted to me by Super Shenron himself! What does it matter how much you torture me? Whatever doesn't kill me will only make me more divine!"
In response to Zamasu's arrogance, Vegeta casually fired a ki blast point-blank.
BOOM!
"ARGH!"
Zamasu wailed in pain. Vegeta smirked coldly. "Even if I can't kill you, I can torture you for eternity. Immortality? For a coward like you, I doubt you can endure endless agony without your mind snapping."
Goku chimed in suddenly. "Actually, I might be able to seal him. I remember a technique called the Mafuba—the Evil Containment Wave. It's perfect for guys like him!"
Turles shook his head. "I'll handle it. I prefer pulling weeds out by the roots. Today, I'll show you a divine technique exclusive to the God of Destruction of Time."
The atmosphere grew heavy as Turles leveled his palm at Zamasu. His voice was like ice.
"Space-Time Erasure!"
As those cold words echoed, a blinding white light enveloped Zamasu. Simultaneously, across every single corner of the multiverse and throughout every point in time, every version of Zamasu felt as if they had been struck by lightning.
They let out one final, collective scream before dissolving into stardust, vanishing from existence in every timeline.
In an instant, every Zamasu in every reality was wiped out.
Goku and Vegeta watched in stunned silence as the Zamasu before them vanished into glittering sparks.
"What was that?" Goku asked, eyes wide. "It felt like Lord Beerus' Hakai, but different..."
Turles shook his head. "Destruction is one thing. What I just did was erase every Zamasu across all timelines."
"What?!"
Chronoa, the Supreme Kai of Time, stared at Turles in utter shock. "Across all timelines? You've already reached the Minister Realm? How is that possible? Are you eating special fertilizer or something? Since when is the Minister Realm so easy to break into?!"
Turles shrugged noncommittally. "The Minister Realm? Isn't it easy as long as you have hands?"
Chronoa nearly choked on her breath. Is this guy even human? "Easy as long as you have hands"? If the Minister Realm was that easy to reach, would she still be stuck at the Angelic Realm? Moreover, because she had used her power to seal that "certain individual," she could currently only maintain the Divine Realm...
Realizing Turles had surpassed her into the Minister Realm, Chronoa felt a wave of envy. She gave him a look of pure resentment. "I finally see why the Time King treats you so differently. You really are a freak. Hmph... I'm leaving!"
With that, Chronoa vanished, clearly demoralized by the gap between her and Turles' true strength.
Goku and Vegeta approached Turles, looking confused. "Turles, what was that 'Minister Realm' you two were talking about? We've never heard of it."
Turles blinked. "Whis never told you?"
Both Saiyans shook their heads. "No. He just trains us. He hasn't explained the hierarchy of the cosmos."
"I see. The Minister Realm is a classification of power. From lowest to highest, the realms of this world are: the Twelve Mortal Tiers, the Nine Levels of the God Realm, the Five Stages of the Angelic Realm, the Two Realms of the Minister, and finally, the King Realm."
Turles continued, "There's also a special category called 'Gods of Power.' At the same level, a God of Power is usually weaker than a 'Complete God.' But of course, that varies; some people are born to challenge those above their rank."
"Is that so?" Goku's eyes sparkled. Vegeta also leaned in, desperate to know where they stood. "So, where are we?"
"You two?" Turles pondered for a moment. "Your strongest forms are roughly at the beginning of the Seventh Level of the God Realm. Vegito Black was at the Peak of the Seventh Level, though he broke into the Eighth Level during his fight with Gogeta. As for Gogeta, he was at the start of the Ninth Level."
"I see... and what about Lord Beerus?"
Seeing Goku's curious look, Turles gave a half-smile. "Beerus? He's at the Peak of the Ninth Level of the God Realm—you could even call him a 'Half-step Angel.' You didn't actually think he used much power when he fought you, did you?"
Goku froze. "So Lord Beerus really is that strong? I guess when he said he was using seventy percent of his power... he was lying."
Vegeta scoffed. Only a moron like Kakarot would believe Beerus. He had always suspected the cat was holding back, but hearing the confirmation from Turles made him realize Beerus had essentially been playing with them.
Nearby, Future Trunks had been standing in a daze ever since Zamasu's erasure. His vengeance was achieved, but his timeline was a wasteland. He was the only one left. In a world of silence, what was the point of living?
Bulma, sensing the hollow despair in Trunks' eyes, didn't hesitate. She stepped forward and delivered a sharp slap across his face.
SLAP!
Trunks spun in the air and slammed into a nearby wall, becoming embedded in the debris.
Trunks was completely stunned. What just happened? Why am I in a wall? (The author, Li Mou, watching this scene, feels a strange sense of déjà vu... Wait, isn't this exactly how Zha'er slaps me?)
The sudden violence left Turles, Goku, and Vegeta staring at Bulma in shock, completely bewildered as to why she had just launched Trunks across the ruins.
"Uh... honey?" Turles asked cautiously. "What was that for? Why did you just...?"
Bulma huffed, glaring at the embedded Saiyan. "This brat! He actually had the nerve to think about giving up on life. Just because he thinks he's alone in this timeline, he wants to..."
Her voice trailed off, and she let out a heavy sigh.
"Husband... can you help him?"
Looking at Bulma's pleading eyes, Turles knew she was thinking of her own Trunks. If she hadn't met Turles, her Trunks might have ended up just like this one. This timeline was simply too similar to the one she remembered.
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