"How is this possible?!"
On Universe Two's viewing platform, Heles' eyes widened in disbelief.
"When did that guy appear?!"
Over on Universe Four's side, Quitela was equally stunned.
"How did this happen? Why couldn't even I sense how he showed up?!"
The other Gods of Destruction were no less shaken.
None of them had seen how Gran arrived.
However
It wasn't just the Gods of Destruction who were shocked.
Even the Angels were rattled.
At that very moment
Every Angel abruptly rose from their seats.
They stepped to the edge of their platforms, their eyes locked firmly onto Gran.
"Whis… looks like everyone noticed," Vados said softly.
"It couldn't be hidden forever," Whis replied, a faint smile curling at his lips. "If they've discovered it, so be it."
And then
"Sister, how is this possible?!"
Angel Marcarita sent a telepathic message to Kusu.
Angel Awamo's voice followed, filled with astonishment:
"Sister, just who is this boy? How could someone his age step into Angel-level martial arts?!"
Martinu swallowed hard.
"Could this really be Whis' teaching? But… does Whis even have that kind of ability?"
Mohito spoke in disbelief:
"Peak God-Dimension… Seventh-Tier pure power… Angel-level Ultra Instinct… Is this truly the strength of a mere few-hundred-year-old God of Destruction candidate?"
Cognac shook his head furiously.
"This world has gone mad. With that kind of martial attainment, even Lord Quitela might not be able to defeat him!"
"..."
The Angels' voices flooded Kusu's mind one after another.
It was like countless ducks quacking at her ears.
Annoying.
"Enough. All of you shut up and watch. I'll explain later."
Kusu's reprimand echoed through telepathy.
Though she appeared to be a cute little girl, none of the Angels dared disobey her.
In the next instant
Silence.
Kusu shook her head.
Sometimes her younger brothers and sisters were truly exhausting.
She shifted her gaze back to the arena, focusing on Gran standing before Hit.
So soon… he has already stepped into Angel-level martial arts.
Impressive.
Very impressive.
On Universe Seven's viewing platform.
"Hm?"
Champa suddenly noticed the Angels' unusual behavior.
He nudged Beerus.
"What's wrong with them?"
Beerus didn't answer.
He, too, was staring at Gran with undisguised shock.
If he hadn't seen wrong—
Gran had just entered Ultra Instinct for a split second.
But
His hair hadn't turned silver.
There was no silver aura flowing around him.
Which meant—
That was Angel-level Ultra Instinct.
"GOOD!!!"
Beerus clenched his fists.
Blood vessels filled his eyes, his body trembling with excitement.
That brat had quietly reached this level without him knowing.
Incredible.
Absolutely incredible.
"What are you yelling about?!"
Champa, still unaware of what had truly happened, shoved Beerus twice.
Beerus only kept shouting like a fool.
Champa stopped bothering with him.
Now was the perfect time to mock someone—he wouldn't waste it.
"Hahaha! You thought you'd eliminate me?"
He raised his middle finger arrogantly toward Heles.
"So close! Just a little more and you'd have succeeded. But now that Gran's here—aren't you all finished?"
"You fat pig!"
Heles snorted coldly.
"So what if he made it in time? Your candidate is gravely injured. He won't last thirty seconds before dying."
Hit's injuries were indeed severe.
Blood kept spilling from his mouth.
His aura was weakening rapidly.
In the eyes of the other Gods of Destruction
Even in the Angels' eyes—
Hit was as good as dead.
Which meant Universe Six would still be eliminated early.
However
"Dead? Even if all of you die, my Hit won't!"
Champa grinned fiercely.
"You have no idea what Gran possesses. I guarantee—Hit will not die!"
Years ago, Champa and Vados had visited Earth. They had even climbed Korin Tower and reached the Lookout.
On Korin Tower, there existed a miraculous bean.
According to Vados' explanation at the time, it was a healing item created by the mysterious Angel connected to the Heavenly Realm.
As long as a person still had a single breath left—
That bean could bring them back.
Champa knew very well
Gran had those beans.
Now that Gran had arrived
It would be harder for Hit to die than to survive.
"That confidence…"
The other Gods of Destruction exchanged uneasy glances.
Could Universe Seven's candidate truly restore someone so critically wounded?
"Hmph. And even if he does recover, so what?"
On Universe Four's platform, Quitela sneered.
"One trash with Early Fourth-Tier power. The other is decent—Peak Sixth-Tier strength. But we aren't weak either."
At that moment, the remaining God of Destruction candidates on the arena finally arrived near Gran and Hit.
On Universe Eleven's platform, Belmod stood forward.
"The candidates from Universe One, Twelve, Five, and Eight haven't even made a move yet. You don't seriously think they're weak, do you?"
Universe One's Iwan mocked:
"When my Lambert releases his power, you'll be in for a shock."
"..."
Beerus finally came back to himself.
He exchanged a look with Champa.
Judging by universal rankings—
Those four universes' candidates should indeed be formidable.
But
So what?
"Hahaha!"
Champa suddenly burst into laughter.
He looked down at the arena and shouted:
"Gran! Avenge me!"
Beerus, however, did not laugh.
His voice was ice-cold.
"Gran. The other universes' candidates—you may kill them or spare them as you wish. But the candidates of Universe Two and Universe Four…"
"You will kill them."
Seeing Hit struck earlier had nearly made him explode with rage.
If Hit were eliminated—
His own brother would face punishment from Zeno.
If he didn't take revenge under such circumstances
How could he swallow that humiliation?
The sudden shouting from the two brothers made the other Gods of Destruction look at one another uneasily.
Hit and Gran were completely surrounded.
Shouldn't Beerus and Champa be panicking?
Instead—
They looked excited.
Could it be…
That boy still hasn't used his full strength?
END OF CHAPTER
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