The moment hung tense in the air. Teri's sharp gaze shifted between the two Saiyans, sensing their immense power. Though their energy wasn't celestial in nature, it was something equally formidable—perhaps even beyond the natural laws of their own universe.

Before the tension could escalate, Kei raised a calming hand. "We're not here to fight. We're trying to stop the forces behind these rifts."

Goku, never one to back down from a challenge, grinned. "If you're strong, that's fine by me! But yeah, these rift things... they're getting pretty annoying."

Vegeta's energy flared, but his eyes were locked on Teri. "If you're after the cause, you'd better be ready. Whatever's behind this is powerful."

Suddenly, the rift behind Goku and Vegeta shimmered once more, and from the darkness, a deep, thunderous voice echoed through the skies. "You have no idea what's coming."

A new figure emerged—Chronos, the rogue Celestial. His presence distorted the very air around him, a dark void radiating from his form. His once noble aura had been corrupted, his wings now darkened with shadows, and his eyes glowing with the power of countless stolen universes.

"This multiverse belongs to me," Chronos declared, his voice sending shockwaves through the ground. "And soon, you will all bow before me."

The Celestials, Saiyans, and Saitama prepared for the fight of their lives. The battle for the multiverse had only just begun.

To Be Continued...