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However, the moment Black Wukong touched the scepter, he suddenly felt an immense weight coming from it.

Why is it so heavy?

It seems that one hand is not enough to lift it.

Black Wukong caught it with both hands almost without hesitation.

The moment Black Wukong grasped the scepter, he was astonished to find it incredibly heavy.

Two hands still don't seem to be enough.

Black Wukong quickly bent his knees to relieve the oppressive feeling brought by the scepter.

"boom!"

The scepter, along with Black Wukong's hands, slammed heavily onto the ground.

"what……"

Black Wukong let out a series of shrill screams.

Looking again, one could see that Black Wukong's hands were fixed to the ground, pressed down by the scepter, making it difficult for him to move even slightly.

"What?" Zamasu was stunned.

"I gave you the scepter, but why can't you lift it?" Fang Yun smiled.

"Damn it! Let me go!" Black Wukong shouted.

"Boom!"

An extremely powerful energy erupted from Black Wukong's body.

A crimson flame erupted from Black Wukong's body, and his hair stood on end.

"Shh!"

Fang Yun waved his hand lightly.

Zamaz was taken aback.

Zamas felt as if something was missing from his body.

However, Zamasu wasn't entirely sure what was missing.

How did you do it?

What did he just do to me?

Then Zamasu saw that Black Goku was still struggling desperately.

Is this scepter heavy?

You've turned into Super Saiyan Rose, how come you still can't break free?

"Let's go," Fang Yun said to Bados and Macarita.

Chapter 261 Beerus: Someone Dares to Travel Through Time?

“Okay.” Bardos nodded slightly.

"Snapped!"

The scepter in Makalita's hand appeared and tore a gap in the void.

"Shh!"

The three of them went inside.

The void gap has closed.

The three of them vanished in a flash.

Zamasu was dumbfounded.

Is traveling through time really that easy for them?

Could it be that they are gods of a higher rank than us?

Zamas's expression changed slightly.

Were those two women really angels?

Wait a minute, how could an angel have this yellow skin color?

Zamas was very puzzled.

And who is that man named Fang Yun?

If those two really are angels...

Could this man named Fang Yun be a god of destruction?

Will the God of Destruction have two angels?

Zamasu: "..."

Let me sort it out.

I'm totally confused, okay?

"Ah...ah..."

Zamasu was sorting things out when he heard Black Goku scream in agony from the side.

Zamasu turned his head and saw that Black Goku's hands were still pressed under the scepter.

Even after turning into Super Saiyan Rose Red, it still couldn't break free.

Zamas stepped forward and bent down to lift the scepter.

"What? How can it be so heavy?" Zamasu lifted it and found that the scepter was indeed incredibly heavy.

Black Wukong: "..."

Damn it, if it weren't so bad, would I be screaming in pain?

“Let’s work together and see if we can get your hand out!” Zamas suggested.

Black Wukong bared his teeth and nodded slightly.

“I’ll count to three,” Zamaz said.

Black Wukong nodded again.

"One, two, three!" Zamas shouted.

"Hey!"

The two of them exerted force together.

"Crack!"

Immediately afterwards, a sound of bones breaking was heard.

"what……"

Black Wukong's screams echoed once more.

"What is it now?" Zamasu asked irritably.

"You used too much force and strained your back," Black Wukong said with a dark face.

Zamasu: "..."

The two studied it for a while and found that no matter what they tried, they could not move the scepter even an inch.

“The only way is to cut off your hand and separate it from the scepter,” Zamas suggested.

Black Wukong nodded slightly.

That's one way to do it.

“Don’t worry, I have healing magic, and I can make sure your new hand grows back in no time.” Zamasu chuckled. “Actually, if we had started doing this earlier, we wouldn’t have wasted any time.”

"Hurry up," Black Wukong grinned.

"Crack!"

Zamaz's hand chop appeared, and he swung it lightly.

With a crisp sound, Black Wukong's arm was severed.

"what……"

Black Wukong let out a series of miserable screams, and blood flowed from his severed arm.

"Healing spell!"

As Zamasu spoke, he was about to cast a healing spell on Black Goku to heal his severed arm.

Uh, it seems his back isn't in very good shape either.

"Ok?"

When Zamasu was casting a healing spell, he suddenly discovered that his healing flames, for some reason, could not be released no matter what he did.

"Hey, what are you doing? Hurry up and treat me! This hurts a lot, okay?" Black Wukong urged hurriedly with a dark face.

"Healing spell!"

Zamasu attempted to unleash the healing flames once more.

However, there was still no response.

"What's going on?" Black Wukong also realized that something was wrong.

"I don't know what happened, but my healing spell seems to have stopped working." Zamasu frowned.

"What? How could this happen?" Black Wukong endured the pain of his severed arm, his face changing color.

If you don't know healing magic, what am I going to do about my severed arm?

“I remember there’s a healing potion on a planet in Universe 6. I’ll go get it for you. It’ll be slower, but it’s better than just hanging on like this,” Zamasu said thoughtfully.

Black Wukong nodded.