"It's nothing... I'm just not as skilled as them," Zamasu didn't seem too bothered.
"I'm glad you can see it that way," Gowasu let out a sigh of relief.
"Lord Kaioshin, when I fainted earlier, did someone fight here?" Zamasu feigned ignorance and asked.
"Cough, cough, yes, yes..." Gowasu nodded and truthfully replied, "Lord Rumsshi and the God of Destruction from Universe 11 had a bet."
"The God of Destruction from Universe 11?" Zamasu's heart stirred.
"That's right," Gowasu responded. "His name is Vermouth."
"What was the final outcome?" Zamasu inquired.
"The final outcome... of course, Lord Rumsshi was victorious," Gowasu said with a smile.
"What did they bet on?" Zamasu asked again.
"Working for each other," Gowasu stated. "For the next 8000 years, the God of Destruction of Universe 11, Lord Vermouth, will work for Lord Rumsshi of our universe. The main task will be to destroy planets in our universe."
Zamasu's heart leaped.
This was a good opportunity.
I need to find a way to contact the God of Destruction of Universe 11.
Zamasu said no more.
After a moment of silence,
"I'm going out for a bit," Zamasu bowed to Gowasu.
"It's good to get out and clear your head. Open yourself up, don't feel pressured. Just consider what happened before as a joke," Gowasu advised.
Zamasu: "..."
You...
Are you even speaking human language?
You see it as a joke.
But I don't.
Zamasu left swiftly and appeared in outer space.
It's worth mentioning that Zamasu learned Instant Transmission long ago, and he was quite proficient with it now.
With a few teleports, Zamasu had already reached the edge of Universe 10.
Zamasu entered the Void.
Not long after, Zamasu's figure appeared in the universe space of Universe 11.
...
Universe 11.
The Underworld.
Marcarita pointed her staff at Toppo's soul.
Instantly, a new body rapidly appeared on Toppo's soul.
Toppo was resurrected.
"Thank you, Lord Marcarita, thank you, Lord Vermouth," Toppo bowed.
"Let's go, Marcarita," Vermouth let out a helpless sigh, then asked Toppo, "Can you find your way back yourself?"
"Yes," Toppo nodded.
"Then go back on your own, we won't escort you," Vermouth patted Toppo's shoulder.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Vermouth and Marcarita transformed into two streams of light of different colors and quickly departed the Underworld.
"Crack!"
The two appeared in outer space.
Immediately, they flew towards the location of Universe 11's God of Destruction's realm.
"That damned Vegeta!" Vermouth felt a wave of anger just thinking about it.
"Lord Vermouth is still angry, I see," Marcarita said with a smile.
"Damn it! I was almost blown to death by that guy," Vermouth gritted his teeth in anger.
"Oh my, oh my, the power of that explosion was indeed immense," Marcarita nodded. "But if Lord Vermouth could have dodged it instantly, he probably wouldn't have been injured."
"It's easier said than done. At first, I thought that thing was nothing special. If I had known it was so dangerous, I would have run away long ago," Vermouth grumbled.
Marcarita smiled and didn't reply.
"I even want to go back and give that guy named Vegeta a good beating right now," Vermouth bared his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.
"However, Lord Rumsshi is always by Mr. Vegeta's side," Marcarita replied.
"He'll be alone sometime, won't he! When he's alone, I'll settle the score with him properly!" Vermouth snorted.
A moment of silence.
Vermouth suddenly thought of something else and asked, "By the way, how did that guy named Vegeta create such a powerful light sphere? It felt like two different energies were forcibly fused by him."
"Lord Vermouth is right, it was indeed the fusion of two different forms of energy," Marcarita nodded.
"What two forms of energy were they?" Vermouth asked. "It felt like it contained destruction energy."
"There was indeed destruction energy within it," Marcarita replied.
"Where did he, a trainee Kaioshin, get destruction energy?" Vermouth frowned.
The more he thought about it, the more it felt wrong.
"Perhaps he learned it from Lord Rumsshi," Marcarita guessed.
"That bastard Rumsshi! He did it on purpose, didn't he!" Vermouth gritted his teeth. "He deliberately taught Vegeta how to gather destruction energy, and then challenged the trainee Kaioshin of our universe!"
A brief silence.
"That guy Vegeta isn't simple either, to learn how to gather destruction energy so quickly?" Vermouth felt indignant just thinking about it.
"Yes, yes," Marcarita agreed.
"Right, what was the other energy?" Vermouth asked again.
"The other one is Angel power," Marcarita mused.
"You... What did you say? Angel power?" Vermouth was stunned.
It was already extraordinary for an ordinary human to be able to gather destruction energy.
But he could also gather Angel power.
This guy was truly inconceivable.
"Where did he get Angel power from?" Vermouth asked. "Was it... was it provided by Whis?"
"It doesn't feel like it, the concentration of that Angel power isn't high," Marcarita shook her head.
"Not high concentration?" Vermouth was taken aback again. "Is it the Angel power of a trainee angel?"
"The concentration is lower than that of a trainee angel. It feels like he condensed it himself," Marcarita pondered.
"What? That guy Vegeta can condense Angel power? Stop joking!" Vermouth exclaimed. "How can an ordinary human learn to condense Angel power?"
"It's not impossible. If one can comprehend Ultra Instinct, they can indeed condense a tiny bit of Angel power," Marcarita replied. "However, it can only be a tiny bit, and it requires skill. From this alone, we can see that Mr. Vegeta's talent is indeed extraordinary, even surpassing the late Mr. Vegeta."
Vermouth fell silent.
"Whoosh!"
At that moment, Zamasu used Instant Transmission and appeared near Vermouth and Marcarita.
"Wait a moment, Lord Vermouth!" Zamasu called out urgently.