Perfect Ultra Instinct + Super Saiyan 4 + Divine Dimension!
In a single leap, Gran transcended the peak of the Seventh Level, bypassing the "half-step Angel realm" entirely—
And stepped directly into the Angel Realm!
BOOOOM!!!
This overwhelming power surged violently within the barrier jointly created by the nine Angels.
Energy tides roared like primordial chaos—
Wave after wave crashing endlessly.
Golden radiance intertwined with the violet aura of a God of Destruction, spiraling counterclockwise like a world-ending storm.
Each collision against the barrier produced a deafening, incomparable shockwave.
"What… what level of power is this?!"
"No way… don't tell me?!"
"That's impossible!!"
"Has he gone insane?! Gran is even more terrifying than Beerus! Is the Angel Realm really that easy to reach?!"
"I refuse to believe this! I can accept Beerus reaching half-step Angel level—but why is his candidate even more outrageous?!"
"I must be seeing things! Kusu, tell me honestly—is this an illusion?!"
"..."
The Gods of Destruction shouted in disbelief, their faces twisted with shock.
Even the Angels were stunned.
How long had it been?
And yet Gran had already stepped into the Angel level!
Was this the true terror of someone with the potential to transcend everything?
"HAHAHAHA!!"
The Old Supreme Kai burst into manic laughter, grabbing Beerus and shaking him violently.
"Lord Beerus! Gran—he's actually surpassed you!!"
Shin leapt onto Beerus's back like an overexcited child, tugging at his cat ears.
"This is incredible! So this is the ultimate state of the Saiyans! Quitela is definitely finished now!"
Champa's chest heaved as he tried to suppress his excitement.
"No! I won't let Beerus have all the good fortune—I'm making Gran my candidate too!"
Vados sighed helplessly.
"Lord Champa… I'd also like Gran to be my disciple, but it doesn't work that way."
"Hmph! Whether he agrees or not doesn't matter. From now on, wherever I go, I'll declare that Gran is my candidate too!"
"..."
Beerus heard everything—
But ignored it.
His gaze remained locked on Gran at the center of the storm.
Excitement.
Relief.
Pride.
All of it surged within him.
From the very first moment he met Gran—
He had only one thought:
To make him his candidate.
Gran had refused at first.
But through a mix of pressure and persuasion—
He eventually agreed.
"HAHAHAHA!"
"This is, without a doubt, the best decision I've ever made in my life!"
Even with two Supreme Kais clinging to him, Beerus laughed loudly.
In real time.
Only twenty years had passed for Gran.
And yet...
He had already surpassed his master.
If Beerus hadn't broken through earlier—
He wouldn't even have the face to stand here.
Looks like… he'd have to start training seriously again.
Meanwhile… in the Void
Lightning crackled everywhere.
At the center...
A figure stood, wrapped in dazzling golden light.
Quitela's entire body trembled.
"Impossible!!!"
"What did you and Beerus do?! One reaches half-step Angel level—and you… you've reached the Angel Realm?!"
"What kind of monsters are you?!"
"Heaven itself wants me dead!!"
He howled toward the sky, utterly despairing.
Anything associated with the word "Angel"—
Was synonymous with absolute terror.
Before, Gran had merely touched the mindset of the Angel level.
And Quitela had already paid a heavy price just to suppress him.
Now...
Gran had broken through at the very source of his power.
This time—
There was no hope left.
On Gran's side.
The golden light gradually faded.
And his true form was revealed.
Long black hair flowed over his shoulders.
His once streamlined physique was now covered in crimson fur.
A red tail swayed behind him—
Each movement sending violent ripples through the void.
His face...
Sharper.
More defined.
Red eyeliner framed golden irises, and every glance carried a primal, untamed ferocity.
"So… this is Super Saiyan 4…"
Gran looked at his hands.
Truthfully—
He had never expected to achieve this form so easily.
In the original legend.
One had to transform into a Great Ape…
Then a Golden Great Ape…
And only after regaining one's self—
Could they reach this state.
Each step was unimaginably difficult.
And yet..
During his transformation—
Gran never once lost control.
It was the same as when he practiced martial arts.
He would always enter a certain… special state.
As if—
Deep within his soul...
Something was guiding him.
Was it because…
He didn't originally belong to this world?
Gran couldn't answer that question.
But deep within his soul—
A dimensional seed quietly existed.
It was this very seed that had allowed him, upon arriving in the Dragon Ball world, to reach the peak of the King Kai tier.
And now...
As he fully stabilized in Super Saiyan 4.
That seed finally stopped trembling.
It became… completely still.
The void fell into an eerie silence.
Gran slowly lifted his gaze—
And looked toward Quitela.
Quitela stood there, head lowered, radiating despair.
Gran stepped forward.
Quitela didn't move.
"Quitela."
Gran stopped in front of him and spoke calmly.
"Do you have any last words?"
"I won't lose! The one who dies will be YOU!!"
In utter desperation, Quitela snapped.
Like a cornered beast—
He unleashed everything.
Destruction laws.
Divine techniques.
Every ounce of power he had left.
He bombarded Gran in a frenzied assault.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
Gran didn't even bother dodging.
He let every attack land.
When the smoke cleared—
Gran stood there, completely unharmed.
Not a single scratch.
Not even Quitela's Eighth-Level Destruction Law could break through his defense.
This..
Was the true meaning of overwhelming power crushing all techniques.
This..
Was the terror of the Angel Realm.