Boom!
Power at the Seventh Stage of the Divine Realm gathered at Beerus's fist.
That terrifying might flooded the entire World of Nothingness, then spilled outward the very next instant.
Crack!
Countless interdimensional spaces were blown apart by the pressure alone.
Even time itself warped—then froze.
Supreme divine power surged upward, smashing straight into Quitela's back.
This strike—
Beerus intended to slay a god.
"Beerus, have you lost your mind?!"
Quitela's soul shuddered violently. He knew all too well—Beerus was holding nothing back.
Facing Beerus at full power…
let alone his current state—half-dead after being punished by the Grand Zeno—even at his peak, Quitela would never have been able to block this blow.
But now, he had no choice.
Quitela struck out in haste.
Two fists collided.
Boom!
The peak of the Sixth Stage clashed head-on with the peak of the Seventh Stage.
It was like a primordial explosion of chaos.
The light that erupted was dazzling—almost beautiful.
Yet the more beautiful it was, the more deadly it became.
"Damn it, their power is terrifying!"
"Block it—now!!"
The three Gods of Destruction currently fighting Champa—
the furry Iwan, the dwarf Sidra, and the mummy-like Arak—
all changed expression drastically.
That ultimate radiance, carrying annihilation itself, swept toward them. They retreated rapidly as Destruction-rule energy surged around their bodies.
Not just them—
every other God of Destruction also activated their rule power to resist the shockwaves produced by Beerus's clash.
Bang!
Bang!
...
Endless force slammed against the Gods' rule barriers.
The World of Nothingness resounded like planets detonating.
Meanwhile
Quitela's fist was still locked against Beerus's.
The peak Seventh-Stage power surged through the contact point.
Crack.
Quitela's bones shattered instantly.
"AAAAH!!"
"It hurts!!"
"Beerus, you lunatic—are you really trying to kill me?!"
Unable to hold on any longer, Quitela immediately entered Self-Instinct. Dragging his grievously injured right arm, he retreated at full speed.
Beerus did not respond.
His expression only grew darker.
He had said it himself—
he would avenge Gran.
"Destruction."
Beerus extended his palm.
A brilliant violet light erupted forth.
Ninth-Stage rule power—again.
A purple streak tore through the void, catching up to Quitela in an instant.
"Damn it!!"
Seeing that terrifying Destruction rule once more, Quitela clenched his teeth—
and instead of retreating, he charged forward.
He knew escape was impossible.
Resistance—no matter how slim—was his only chance.
Regret flooded his heart.
With Beerus's vindictive, never-forgiving nature, he should never have provoked him in the first place.
Why hadn't he backed down…?!
"What are you all standing around for?!
If I fall, you'll be next!"
"Move—now!"
Twisting sideways to evade Beerus's Destruction blast, Quitela rushed forward, roaring as he moved.
Vermoud and the others hovering nearby snapped out of their daze.
Quitela was right.
If he fell, none of them would be able to stand afterward.
Boom!
Boom!
One after another, the Gods of Destruction entered Self-Instinct.
In this state,
the stronger their will
the more terrifying their power became.
And so
The seven Gods of Destruction charging toward Beerus saw their strength surge violently, climbing to the absolute peak of their respective tiers.
Boom!
Boom!
Close-quarters combat erupted.
Fists and kicks collided endlessly.
At the same time, the World of Nothingness split into two battlefields:
Beerus — 1 vs 7
Champa — 1 vs 3
No matter which battlefield it was,
their footwork, reactions, combat technique, and battle instinct were all terrifying beyond measure.
This was martial combat at the God of Destruction level—
countering moves upon moves, like a perfectly choreographed action film, artistry pushed to its absolute limit.
"Ha!"
"Ha!"
"..."
Twelve streaks of purple light intertwined and collided within the void, fighting from top to bottom, left to right.
Every strike carried the martial will of a God of Destruction.
Under the clash of such wills, the World of Nothingness itself seemed to boil.
Layer upon layer of visible ripples spread through the void—
only beings at the God of Destruction level could survive in such an environment.
But
After only half a minute,
the seven Gods besieging Beerus began to show injuries.
The reason was simple:
Beerus's power was far too domineering.
Whether raw strength, rule power, or martial mastery—
they were completely outmatched.
And don't forget
Beerus could freely switch between Self-Instinct and True Ultra Instinct.
Under his absolute suppression
The robot Mosco's metal body was pierced.
The female law-king Helles's right leg was shattered.
The clown Vermoud's red nose was smashed apart.
The elephant Rumsshi lost one ear.
The mouse Quitela's teeth were blown to pieces.
The fox Liquiir's nine tails lost three.
The sea monster Giin was blinded in one eye.
"AAAAH!!"
"AAAAH!!"
Agonized screams echoed throughout the World of Nothingness.
On the other battlefield
Champa had just knocked Sidra unconscious.
Hearing the screams from Beerus's side, he immediately turned his head.
And this glance nearly scared him senseless.
He was fighting three Gods of Destruction at once,
and had only crippled one opponent so far—
Yet Beerus was on the verge of beating seven Gods of Destruction into pulp.
Above the void, the angels fell silent once more.
The Angel of Universe Eleven, Marcarita, sighed.
"If Lord Quitela hadn't been injured, they might have held out a little longer. But with Lord Quitela wounded—and three Gods already drawn away by Lord Champa—they simply can't stop Lord Beerus."
The Angel of Universe Four, Cognac, shook his head.
"Even if they could block him, it would only be temporary. Compared to the other Gods of Destruction, Lord Beerus has already stepped into an entirely new realm. At this point… he truly deserves to be called the strongest God of Destruction."
The Angel of Universe One, Awamo, spoke solemnly.
"Indeed. Being able to freely switch between Self-Instinct and True Ultra Instinct alone is enough to render the others helpless."
The Angel of Universe Ten, Kusu, glanced at Vados and smiled lightly.
"You've all seen how formidable Lord Beerus is. But in truth—Lord Champa is also quite impressive."
Her words stunned the angels.
They shifted their gaze toward Champa's battlefield.
The Angel of Universe Two, Sour, said gravely,
"That's true. Facing three opponents alone and not only holding the advantage, but defeating one… that's remarkable."
The Angel of Universe Twelve, Martinu, said enviously,
"Lord Champa truly lives up to being Lord Beerus's twin. His talent is just as frightening."
The Angel of Universe Eight, Korn, mused thoughtfully,
"If I recall correctly, it's not just the Gods of Destruction who are twins. Universe Six and Seven themselves are twin universes. These two really are something special."
Listening to her siblings' discussion, Vados's lips curved slightly upward.
Champa was a God of Destruction she had personally and meticulously trained.
If he didn't have real skill, she would truly be angry.
As for Whis—
Ever since Beerus revealed his true strength, his mood had been nothing short of excellent.
Being envied by his fellow angels felt far too good.
Whis knew this was only the appetizer.
Once Gran appeared before them…
there would be another wave of envy to enjoy.
And right at that moment
"Something's wrong. They're fighting for real now."
Kusu noticed the change below.
Beerus… seemed to truly intend to kill Quitela.
She hurriedly turned toward the Grand Priest.
"Father, it's about time to make them stop."
END OF CHAPTER
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