"How can a mortal possibly possess power of that level?!"
"No… his dimensional state has also reached King Yama's level, just like Universe Twelve's Blair… but that still doesn't make sense!"
"Beerus' candidate reaching Peak Sixth Tier made sense because his dimensional realm had already reached peak divine level—but what qualifications does that lion have to wield such power?"
"Doesn't that mean Universe One is guaranteed to win this God of Destruction Candidate Battle Royale?"
"I refuse to believe it…"
It wasn't just the Gods of Destruction.
Even the Supreme Kais who had come to spectate roared in disbelief.
On Universe Seven's viewing platform.
"Lord Beerus, this…" Old Kai's voice trembled slightly.
Beerus shot him a glare.
"What are you panicking for? If anyone should be worried, it's whether Gran will end up killing all the candidates!"
"Exactly," Champa added lazily. "If Gran wipes out that many candidates later, I'm more concerned about how we're supposed to clean up the aftermath."
Neither of them had ever worried about Gran losing.
Champa even felt fortunate.
Thankfully, Gran was protecting Hit this time.
At the central throne platform.
Zeno clapped his tiny hands excitedly.
"Ooooh! Another candidate reached Seventh Tier! This is going to be fun to watch~"
The Grand Priest's lips twitched.
Fun?
It was merely Seventh Tier power.
Compared to Gran—
The gap was still enormous.
This battle was destined to become a one-sided massacre.
Above the Ocean Arena
Gran and Hit had just stabilized themselves above the sea when—
Figures descended from every direction.
They surrounded the two once more.
Before making a move, however, the other candidates stared at Lambert in shock.
Pure Seventh Tier power.
Was that truly a realm mortals could reach?
The one who felt the most bitterness was Jiren.
Belmod had instructed him to torture Gran first, then claim ultimate victory.
But now?
One opponent had Peak Sixth Tier power.
Another had Early Seventh Tier power.
Torture them?
Win to the end?
Was that even possible?
"I'll warn you one last time," Lambert's golden eyes swept across the others.
"Until these two are eliminated, none of you had better harbor other thoughts."
His gaze settled on Gran.
"Stop wasting time. Attack."
He raised one hand.
A purple glow formed in his palm.
Destruction energy.
The candidates' eyes widened.
The lion intended to erase them in a single decisive strike.
Decisive. Ruthless.
Without hesitation
Jiren and the others exchanged glances and raised their hands as well.
Purple light ignited in each palm.
All eight surrounding Gran and Hit—
Had comprehended Destruction energy.
Hum.
Hum.
Brilliant violet radiance illuminated the sea.
Destruction aura saturated the air.
The ocean beneath them roared violently, waves spiraling skyward.
At this sight, the Gods of Destruction no longer marveled at Lambert's strength.
They began to feel excitement.
With eight Destruction blasts—
Beerus' candidate was surely finished.
On the battlefield.
The destructive aura thickened.
"Damn it…"
Standing atop the sea, Hit swallowed hard.
He raised his own hand.
Purple light appeared in his palm as well.
He intended to counter their Destruction with his own.
"Let me handle it."
Gran pressed Hit's arm down.
Hit hesitated.
But in this situation—
He could only trust Gran.
"Destruction!"
"Destruction!"
Eight voices echoed.
BOOM!
Eight violet beams erupted from all directions.
Even their aura alone felt capable of erasing everything in existence.
"Lord Gran!!"
As the attacks closed in and Gran remained motionless, panic rose in Hit's chest.
If struck—
They would be erased from existence entirely.
"Relax," Gran said calmly.
"This is merely newly comprehended Destruction energy. It hasn't even reached the level of Rule."
"And with that, they think they can kill me?"
The corner of his lips lifted slightly.
He raised his own hand.
words left his mouth—
"Destruction."
HUMMMMM
A deeper, darker shade of purple manifested in Gran's palm.
The moment it appeared—
BOOM!
It was as though thunder exploded inside the minds of the Angels.
They shot to their feet.
The Angel of Universe One, Awamo, widened his eyes.
"T-This is… First-Level Destruction Rule!"
The Angel of Universe Two, Sour, tightened his grip on his staff.
"How is this possible? He has refined Destruction energy to the Rule level?!"
The Angel of Universe Three, Camparri, gasped in disbelief.
"That means—aside from Angel-level Ultra Instinct—he has also mastered true Destruction Rule? What kind of monster is he?!"
The Gods of Destruction and Supreme Kais reacted even more dramatically.
Belmod's painted face twisted in fear.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! This battle only allowed ten years of preparation! How could anyone refine Destruction energy to the Rule level in that time?!"
Quitela's voice began to tremble.
"H-He must be insane… Even if he trained in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, there's nothing inside it to destroy! Which means he cultivated Destruction Rule in the outside world… and reached Rule level in just a few years!"
Iwan's eyes nearly burst from their sockets.
"Peak divine dimensional realm… Peak Sixth Tier power… Third-Level body instinct… and now Destruction Rule…"
"With martial attainment like this—who could possibly kill him?!"
The shift was too sudden.
Moments ago, the Gods of Destruction had been celebrating Lambert's imminent victory.
Now—
Their emotions plummeted from heaven to hell.
Battle had never been determined by raw power alone.
It depended on overall martial cultivation.
And from every angle
Gran's comprehensive martial path crushed all the candidates present.
Even some weaker Gods of Destruction weren't confident they could defeat him.
"Hahaha!"
Champa mocked the other ten platforms.
"Now do you understand why I allied with Universe Seven? Because my brother's candidate is terrifying beyond your imagination!"
"Can you stop showing off, you fat pig? I haven't even started bragging yet."
Beerus coughed lightly, then burst into laughter toward the other platforms.
"You don't actually think this is the limit of my candidate's strength, do you?"
"I'm telling you—this isn't even the end."
The moment those words fell—
Quitela and the others' pupils shrank again.
Not the limit?
There's more?
A tidal wave of shock surged through the hearts of the Gods of Destruction and Supreme Kais.
Was he serious?
END OF CHAPTER
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