...
"Don't look at me like that, and don't think I have any ulterior motives toward you. I'm simply telling the truth."
Beerus was afraid Vegeta would misunderstand. He calmly said, "With Gran around, neither Whis nor I would have any thoughts about taking you as a disciple. The fact that you managed to get Vados to guide you is your own ability."
Vegeta's expression immediately darkened.
The Angels beside them shook their heads slightly. Forget Beerus—even they wouldn't have any interest in taking someone else as a disciple if they already had a disciple like Gran.
Soon, Vegeta dejectedly left the group and returned to the grass, once again focusing on comprehending his Destruction Power.
There was a hint of loneliness in Vegeta's back as he walked away, and even Bulma couldn't help sighing on behalf of her so-called brother-in-law.
"Lord Beerus, all the other Gods of Destruction have arrived as well. What are you planning to do?" Vados asked.
"Hmph. These guys have come here because they want to copy my Seventh Universe's method of raising the Universe's ranking. I'm not going to let them get their way so easily!"
Beerus no longer paid attention to Vegeta. He raised his head.
Because Old Kai was here, Beerus had arrived on Earth ahead of the others. The remaining Gods of Destruction were still flying toward Earth.
Kusu, Marcarita, and the other Angels exchanged glances before bursting into laughter.
Sure enough, Gran's unwillingness to suffer even the slightest loss had all been learned from Beerus.
Those other Gods of Destruction were in for a huge loss.
Beerus lowered his head again and swept his gaze across the surroundings.
Champa was currently eating delicious food with Rumsshi and Belmod.
"You deadweight fat pig! You're stealing my food again!"
Beerus instantly became furious.
The moment Champa heard his voice, he immediately began eating even faster.
"Rumsshi, Belmod—and you two as well!"
"..."
Rumsshi and Belmod didn't even bother responding to Beerus. They simply began shoveling food into their mouths at unprecedented speed.
Finally...
Beerus launched an energy blast.
BOOM!
The dining table was instantly blown to pieces.
"Skinny bastard, I'll—"
Champa was covered in dust and soot. He was just about to roar at Beerus when—
A dense purple aura suddenly surged from Beerus's body.
His power rapidly skyrocketed.
"Gulp!"
Champa swallowed hard, and the rest of his curse immediately died in his throat.
Rumsshi and Belmod also remembered the times Beerus had beaten them in the past.
On top of that, Beerus's strength had already broken through to the Half-Step Angel Realm.
The two Gods of Destruction immediately stood to the side without daring to make a sound.
Bulma hid behind Whis, peeking out with only her little head exposed.
She was completely stunned by the scene before her.
They were all Gods of Destruction, yet the other Gods of Destruction looked like frightened little quails in front of Beerus!
The contrast was simply too ridiculous.
However…
"Lord Beerus is so cool!" Bulma giggled.
Beerus had his back turned toward everyone.
When her words reached his ears, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled upward.
"Beerus, why did you wake up so quickly this time?"
Champa walked over and asked irritably.
"Hmph. If I hadn't woken up, all the food on my Earth would probably have been eaten by you, wouldn't it?"
Beerus then glared at Rumsshi and Belmod.
"And you two as well. You actually dared to steal my food. Are you looking to die?"
Belmod rubbed his hands awkwardly.
"You can't blame me for this. Who told the food on this Earth to be so delicious?"
Rumsshi also nodded vigorously.
"Indeed. The food on Earth is simply too delicious. It's gotten to the point where I'm thinking about settling down here permanently."
"Get lost! Don't even think about it!"
Beerus flexed the muscles in his arm again.
Rumsshi and Belmod immediately shrank their necks.
Kusu and Marcarita exchanged glances before immediately covering their faces and shaking their heads.
Two dignified Gods of Destruction, yet they can actually be frightened this badly.
How embarrassing!
"You're always intimidating people. Can't you be a little more civilized?!"
Champa wiped the dust from his face.
"Hmph, enough nonsense. Gran isn't in the Seventh Universe right now. How are we supposed to hold that Universal Martial Arts Tournament?"
Beerus got straight to the point.
At present, the entire Seventh Universe was filled with voices questioning why the tournament had not begun. Beerus didn't want to waste any more time.
"Gran isn't in the Seventh Universe? No wonder I haven't seen him recently!"
Champa finally understood.
Rumsshi and Belmod also finally understood why the Seventh Universe still hadn't begun the tournament.
So that was the reason!
The courtyard suddenly became quiet.
Champa naturally knew about the current situation in the Seventh Universe.
That meant the Sixth Universe was probably in the same situation.
The matter was extremely urgent, and Champa fell into deep thought.
Beerus didn't disturb him.
He wanted to hear what Champa had to say.
However…
They should be almost here, right?
Beerus raised his head.
Sure enough!
Not long afterward, numerous multicolored streaks of light suddenly appeared in the sky.
The newcomers were Heles, Mosco, the gray-skinned mouse-like God of Destruction Quitela, Arak, Liquiir, and Sidra.
After they descended, two more streaks of multicolored light came crashing down from the sky.
They were Iwan and Giin, along with their attendant Angels.
It turned out they had arrived on Earth long ago.
However, unlike Belmod and Rumsshi, who had spent their time enjoying Earth's various delicacies, they had continuously traveled throughout the Seventh Universe, observing how everyone was preparing and organizing the tournament.
Now that all the Gods of Destruction had arrived, they had returned as well.
Aside from Bulma, Old Kai, and the others, the courtyard was now packed with twelve Gods of Destruction and twelve Angels.
In the past, gathering all twelve Gods of Destruction together was practically impossible unless Lord Zeno personally issued an order.
Yet in this short period of only ten years, they had already gathered together three times.
The first time was because of the Candidate God of Destruction battle.
The second time was because Gran fought Quitela, and the commotion from their battle attracted all the Gods of Destruction.
And the third time…
Was now!
"Hm?"
Beerus swept his gaze across the group of Gods of Destruction and suddenly noticed an unfamiliar face.
It was a mouse.
His appearance looked very similar to Quitela's, except that Quitela was yellow-green, while this mouse was gray.
Beerus then noticed that Cognac was standing beside the mouse.
"Lord Beerus, this is Lord Quitela, the new God of Destruction of the Fourth Universe."
Whis leaned closer and whispered the explanation into Beerus's ear.
"Figured as much."
Beerus crossed his arms and sneered.
"The Fourth Universe really has fallen. Their new God of Destruction only has the strength of the peak of the Third Order of the Divine Realm."
His words instantly caused everyone's attention to focus on the gray-skinned mouse.
Bulma was also staring at him.
She knew about the life-or-death battle between Quitela and Gran.
She also knew that the God of Destruction named Quitela had been killed by Gran.
This gray-skinned mouse was presumably the Fourth Universe's new God of Destruction.
Cognac sighed.
There was nothing he could do.
Quitela had died far too suddenly back then.
The immortal creature Light, who had been Quitela's Candidate God of Destruction, had also been killed by Gran.
Fortunately, Quitela had prepared four additional Candidates beforehand.
In the end, the one who emerged victorious was this gray-skinned mouse, Quitela.
Quitela had successfully taken the position of God of Destruction, but his strength was only at the peak of the Third Order of the Divine Realm.
His physical body was naturally at the peak of the Third Order, while his Destruction Rule was merely at the comprehension stage. He had not even reached the Rule Realm.
Forget being compared with the other Gods of Destruction...
He wasn't even as strong as some of the fighters who had participated in the previous Candidate God of Destruction battle.
Quitela's strength was simply too weak!
"..."
Quitela stood there while everyone stared at him.
Especially the other Gods of Destruction.
Every now and then, faint laughter could be heard among them, and those laughs were filled with mockery.
Yet Quitela showed no reaction whatsoever.
He simply stood there silently.
"Oh? I thought you would lose your temper from embarrassment. I didn't expect you to be able to endure it."
Beerus crossed his arms and sneered.
"You have a little more composure than that Quitela fellow."
Beerus didn't give him even the slightest bit of face.
But that was only natural.
Beerus had always hated Quitela.
By extension, he also disliked the entire Fourth Universe.
Even though Quitela had already been dead for some time, Beerus still held a grudge.
The others were also watching the show.
None of them thought Beerus's behavior was inappropriate.
This was a world where strength came first.
So what if you had become a God of Destruction?
If your strength was insufficient, you simply couldn't earn the respect of others.
It was the same for the Gods of Destruction themselves.
In front of Beerus, they could only swallow their pride.
And if they couldn't even make Beerus respect them, what else could they expect?
At this moment, even Cognac felt that the situation had become rather unpleasant.
He bent down and whispered, "Lord Quitela, just endure it for now."
"Mr. Cognac, there's no need to worry."
Quitela remained expressionless.
"I'm fine."
The moment he said this, all the Angels narrowed their eyes slightly.
Their gazes became rather subtle.
He can really endure it.
Even Cognac was stunned.
This guy's strength and talent weren't particularly impressive, but his mentality seemed…
Pretty good.
"Lord Beerus, Lord Quitela did many things to harm the Seventh Universe in the past. I apologize to you on his behalf."
Quitela took two steps forward.
Then, to everyone's surprise, he suddenly bowed deeply toward Beerus.
Silence!
The entire surroundings fell deathly quiet.
No one had expected Quitela to make such a move.
But everyone had to remember one thing.
Quitela was now a God of Destruction.
A God of Destruction should possess the dignity of a God of Destruction.
How could he so easily bow his head to someone else?
"You…"
Beerus opened his mouth.
In the end, he said nothing.
His gaze became increasingly complicated.
The other Gods of Destruction also looked at Quitela differently now.
This guy has quite the mind.
And he can really endure.
"Tch. You're so good at enduring humiliation. You might as well become a ninja turtle!"
Beerus curled his lips and stopped looking at Quitela.
His mentality was indeed pretty good.
But his strength was too weak.
And what use was a good mentality without strength?
In the end, he was still nothing but trash!
"What are you all doing here?"
Beerus pretended not to know the answer and asked the group of Gods of Destruction.
Heles stepped forward.
"Beerus, we heard that you and Champa are planning to hold a Universal Martial Arts Tournament. We came here because we wanted to observe the two of your Universes…"
Before she could finish...
Beerus sneered.
"Did I invite you?"
"..."
Heles's expression instantly became ugly.
"Enough. He already knows why we're here, so why bother beating around the bush?"
Liquiir also stepped forward.
He got straight to the point.
"Beerus, we came here because we want to learn about your Universe's method of raising its ranking."
"Oh? So you came here to copy someone else's method!"
Beerus stopped pretending.
He took one step forward.
He was facing ten Gods of Destruction alone, yet the aura radiating from his body became terrifyingly powerful.
In contrast...
The auras of the Gods of Destruction opposite him immediately weakened.
"Beerus, aren't you being too selfish? What's wrong with us learning from you?"
Giin, the God of Destruction of the Twelfth Universe, struggled against Beerus's pressure as he spoke.
"Selfish?"
Beerus sneered.
"Fine. I'm a little thirsty lately. Why don't you hand over all the Divine Fruits from your Twelfth Universe so I can quench my thirst?"
"You…"
Giin's forehead throbbed violently.
After spending time in the Seventh Universe, he had already learned about the rules and rewards of the Universal Martial Arts Tournament.
The Divine Fruits were the most important reward.
If he handed all of them over, how could he possibly hold the tournament?
"See? I'm only asking you for a few Divine Fruits to quench my thirst, yet you refuse to give them to me."
Beerus clicked his tongue.
"Aren't you being selfish too?"
"That's not 'a few'! You want all of mine!"
"So what? In my eyes, that's still selfish behavior. Since all of you are so selfish, why should I be generous toward you?"
"But we can only complete Lord Zeno's punishment by learning your method! Otherwise, we'll all be erased when the time comes. How can you be so heartless?"
Liquiir, the fox-like God of Destruction, stepped forward.
Beside him, Mosco emitted a series of electronic "Beep, beep" sounds, seemingly agreeing with Liquiir.
The other Gods of Destruction also glared angrily at Beerus.
"Hahahaha!"
Beerus suddenly threw his head back and laughed.
Heles asked, "What are you laughing about?"
Beerus swept his gaze across the gathered Gods of Destruction.
Iwan and the others all frowned.
They wanted to know what Beerus was about to say.
"What does that have to do with me?"
A cold voice came from Beerus.
Before the other Gods of Destruction could react...
Beerus continued coldly.
"You lost the competition between Universes. You deserve to receive the punishment imposed upon you."
"As for whether you live or die…"
"What does that have to do with me?"
"You!!!"
Beerus's words instantly detonated the anger that had been building inside the Gods of Destruction.
They all clenched their fists tightly.
The Angels, however, showed no reaction at all.
They had known for a long time that Beerus had this kind of personality.
"And another thing."
Beerus continued.
"Have you forgotten that you were constantly targeting my Seventh Universe in the past?"
"Now, I'm already being merciful by not kicking you while you're down."
"And you still expect me to be generous toward you?"
"You expect me to let you copy my Seventh Universe's method of raising its ranking?"
The moment Beerus said this...
The Gods of Destruction, who had been furious just moments ago, all wore awkward expressions.
One after another, they lowered their heads.
None of them dared meet Beerus's eyes.
END OF CHAPTER
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