On Universe Seven's viewing platform, Whis and the other angel naturally noticed the looks from their fellow siblings.
But neither of them said a word.
They merely glanced at the Old Supreme Kai standing nearby.
Gran's perfect state had been developed entirely by that old man.
"Why are you all staring at me?"
The Old Supreme Kai lifted his chin and puffed out his chest, looking unbearably smug.
"As expected of Lord Old Supreme Kai."
Vados and her brother gave the old man a thumbs-up.
"Well, obviously!"
The Old Supreme Kai's smile grew even wider.
The scene returned to the arena.
White flames wrapped around Gran. His peak Sixth Tier power trembled across the battlefield, and the arena itself began to crumble and collapse.
"I-Impossible!"
"You were only at early Sixth Tier—how could you suddenly reach peak Sixth Tier?!"
Light leapt across shattered debris, retreating faster and faster.
"Where do you think you're running?"
Gran twisted his footwork and instantly reappeared behind Light. His speed was so overwhelming that even Light couldn't react.
"Mr. Gran, you know I hold no hostility toward you! Quitela is our true enemy! Why can't you cooperate with me?!"
Light spun around frantically, shouting in near hysteria.
Only by joining forces with Universe Seven did he stand a chance of surviving. But this man before him refused!
"Why are you so damn talkative?"
Gran had no interest in further conversation. He hadn't fought in hundreds of years—he needed someone to warm up with.
With a sharp whoosh, he vanished.
"Damn it!"
Light stood atop a massive chunk of rubble. He stopped retreating, his eyes darting wildly as he searched for Gran's position.
"I've lived for two hundred million years! I feed on human fear! To me, humanity is nothing but insects!"
"Don't think reaching peak Sixth Tier makes you invincible! In my eyes, you're just a slightly stronger insect!"
"If you refuse to work with me, then prepare to die!"
Just moments ago, he had felt a flicker of fear toward Gran.
But he was a being who fed on fear itself.
For him to feel fear?
That was the ultimate humiliation.
As he spoke, the fear in his heart completely vanished.
"Behind me!"
Light spun and threw a punch.
He guessed correctly.
Gran had indeed attacked from behind—throwing a punch of his own.
BOOM!
Mid-Sixth Tier clashed with peak Sixth Tier, and the collision unleashed endless thunder.
Crackle! Snap!
Lightning lashed outward. The shockwaves pulverized the stone beneath Light's feet into dust.
Yet just before falling off the arena, he used Gran's force to propel himself backward, landing safely once more.
"Hahaha! So that's peak Sixth Tier? It's nothing special!"
Light laughed loudly.
In truth, his arm hurt so badly he could barely clench his fist.
Damn it… how could peak Sixth Tier be this much stronger?!
"That's good to hear. I was worried I might kill you too quickly."
It was rare to find a Sixth Tier opponent. Gran wasn't about to waste the opportunity.
And so
They clashed again.
This time, Gran still did not unleash his full peak Sixth Tier power. He relied purely on martial skill.
BOOM!
Their battlefield kept shifting—from grasslands to snowy peaks, from snowfields into underground magma caverns…
From the outside, their strength appeared evenly matched.
Seeing this, Quitela's pale face flushed red.
"Good! I thought Light was going to betray me. Turns out that idiot Gran rejected him! Light is an ancient being who's lived two hundred million years—did you think he survived that long for nothing?!"
On Universe Ten's platform, Belmod narrowed his eyes.
"So their negotiations failed? Good. That man can fight Beerus's candidate evenly. He's not bad."
"But it seems Gran's strength stops here. Once Jiren arrives, he's finished!"
On Universe Eight's platform, the fox Liquiir shouted toward the arena:
"Joel! Universe Seven's candidate is tied up—hurry over and finish him!"
The other Gods of Destruction shouted as well, urging their candidates forward.
So eager were they to see Gran eliminated that none of them noticed anything unusual.
But unlike them—
The angels had already seen it.
Gran's body movements were stiff.
It was obvious he hadn't fought in a very, very long time.
He wasn't using his true peak Sixth Tier power.
He was warming up.
He was rediscovering the sensation of battle.
"This little monster… using a mid-Sixth Tier opponent to warm up… honestly…"
Even the angels were stunned.
On Universe Seven's side.
"Almost there."
Whis's smile deepened.
In his eyes, Gran's battle instincts, techniques, and experience were awakening one by one.
His body was loosening.
He was coming alive.
One minute later.
"Hahaha! You dared reject my alliance? You're nothing special!"
Light grew more confident as he fought. Realizing peak Sixth Tier hadn't crushed him instantly, he became increasingly bold.
Using Gran's force, he shot ten thousand meters into the sky—then dove downward.
Whoosh!
Black smoke engulfed him. His eyes turned utterly malevolent.
Mid-descent, he reverted to his wolf form.
"Die!!!"
"Devouring Wolf—Swallows the Heavens!!!"
BOOM!
Black light burst from Light's jaws.
In that instant, eternal night descended.
All light on the arena was devoured.
It was as if dawn would never return.
Gran disappeared completely.
"Hahaha!"
"Divine Dimension?"
"Peak Sixth Tier?"
"So what? Before me, you're still nothing but trash!"
In the endless darkness, Light laughed wildly.
Then
"Trash. I was holding back earlier. You didn't actually think you were strong, did you?"
A cold, merciless voice echoed beside him.
"W-What?!"
Light's fur bristled instantly.
At that moment, the endless night shattered.
Gran's white radiance illuminated the entire arena.
After that attack, Gran remained completely unharmed.
Not a single scratch.
Not even his clothes were torn.
And something about him had changed.
He had fully regained his combat rhythm.
"All right. Time to end this."
Gran glanced briefly in Hit's direction.
Hit's aura had not weakened at all.
Despite possessing only Fourth Tier power, he had endured remarkably long.
However
Another Fifth Tier candidate had already reached him.
Hit could handle one Fifth Tier opponent.
But not two.
"You—"
Light didn't finish.
"When you die, Quitela is next. Go down first and save him a seat."
Gran moved.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
In a single instant, Gran unleashed countless punches into Light's chest.
His speed surpassed even Hit's Time-Skip.
It was as if even time itself couldn't capture his movements.
True peak Sixth Tier power detonated within Light's body.
"AAAAAAHHHH!!!"
Light couldn't withstand it.
His body began to disintegrate.
"N-No… impossible!"
"Peak Sixth Tier is only slightly stronger than me—so why is your power this terrifying?!"
As his body unraveled, fear overwhelmed him once more.
He fed on fear.
And yet now—
He was the one consumed by it.
"No… I'm immortal!!!"
Pure peak Sixth Tier force tore apart his wolf body, twisting and shattering it.
Finally.
BOOM!
Light's entire wolf form exploded.
Gran had already vanished from where he stood.
END OF CHAPTER
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