"I regret it!"
Quitela clenched his teeth, his voice grinding with bitterness. "Back then… I should have stepped in myself and killed you outright!"
"Hahaha!"
Gran burst into laughter. "You really think you could've killed me just by stepping in? Do you take Lord Beerus for a pushover?"
"You…!"
Quitela's fists tightened, his knuckles cracking loudly. In the end, his strength drained from him as he spoke with resignation:
"The victor becomes king, the loser becomes dust. What's the point of saying anything now? Do it."
In that instant, something inside him snapped.
His aura collapsed rapidly.
From the peak of the Seventh Tier, he plummeted straight down to the peak of the Sixth Tier. His body was ravaged—there wasn't a single uninjured spot left.
Seeing this, the other Gods of Destruction sighed inwardly.
So in the end… the one who lost was Quitela.
"Oh?"
Gran raised a brow. He hadn't expected Quitela to accept defeat so calmly…
But that thought vanished as quickly as it came.
Because Gran could clearly sense it—
Quitela had no intention of dying quietly.
"Trying to self-destruct?"
Gran smirked. "Even if you blow yourself up, do you really think that power can shake me now?"
"Hahaha… so you saw through it."
Quitela laughed manically. "But there's no way I'll just sit here and wait for death!"
His body began to swell violently.
A terrifying aura of destruction erupted from within him.
Just as he was about to explode—
"I told you, didn't I? You should at least experience the power of my new form. Why the rush?"
Gran moved.
So fast that even time itself couldn't keep up.
With a casual flick of his hand—
A massive hole tore through Quitela's bloated body.
"Chi—!"
The self-destruction failed.
The damage Gran inflicted caused Quitela's body to deflate like a punctured balloon, shrinking rapidly.
"AAAAAAAH!!"
"I… I regret it so much!"
"Why didn't I kill you sooner?! If you had died back then, I wouldn't be ending up like this!"
"I regret it!!"
The backlash of his failed self-destruction crashed down upon him.
Soul, body, and will—
All were wracked with unbearable agony. The once-arrogant God of Destruction no longer even resembled himself.
"Alright… time for you to witness my power."
Gran stepped back slightly.
He clenched one fist.
The power of the Angel Realm gathered into it.
BOOM!
The void itself twisted violently, as if it would be torn apart at any moment by the sheer force concentrated in that single strike.
"What overwhelming power…"
Even Gran couldn't help but marvel inwardly.
Then...
A bolt of divine lightning tore across the sky.
Gran moved.
He lunged forward.
BOOOOOOM!!
The ultimate force surged forth, like an ancient god splitting open primordial chaos. The entire void boiled instantly under its impact.
"So… this is the power of an Angel-tier being…"
Quitela stared blankly at the incoming force.
He couldn't dodge.
There was nowhere to escape.
"NO!!!"
In his final cry of despair...
His body was instantly torn apart into its most primitive particles.
The once-invincible Quitela—
Dead.
At the same time, in the World of Void.
"So… the Saiyan race actually possesses such an ultimate form. Quitela-sama didn't lose unjustly."
Cognac floated silently, sighing after hearing Whis's explanation.
Then suddenly—
He sensed something.
"What is it, Cognac?" Whis asked curiously.
"The aura from the direction of Universe Six… it's gone. It's likely my elder sister and the others have sealed it off."
Cognac paused, then looked at Whis.
"But… according to my perception, the position of the God of Destruction in Universe Four… has changed hands."
"Oh?"
Whis's lips curled into a faint smile. "So Lord Quitela really has fallen. Good thing Universe Four still had a candidate God of Destruction… otherwise, you'd be entering slumber, Cognac."
Cognac shot him an annoyed glance. "Have you been hoping for Lord Quitela's death all along?"
"Oh ho ho~"
Whis simply laughed, offering no reply.
Cognac: "..."
You think I don't know what goes on in that head of yours?
"Well, whatever. Lord Quitela's mindset was far too narrow. A God of Destruction like that has a clearly limited path. If he's dead, then so be it."
Cognac shook his head.
"Let's go. It's time to return."
"Mm."
Whis nodded and prepared to leave the World of Void with Broly.
Suddenly—
Both Whis and Cognac froze, staring toward the direction of Universe Six.
"Not good—space-time itself has been shattered at the edges. We need to move!"
Whis's expression changed drastically.
He immediately brought Broly onto a Universe Travel Cube—
Whoosh!
They vanished instantly.
Cognac didn't even bother complaining that Whis hadn't waited for him. He pulled out his own cube and followed right behind.
Back at the former location of Universe Six.
Only endless void remained.
After being struck by Gran's attack, Quitela had been completely erased from existence.
The power of the Angel Realm was simply too tyrannical—
It had obliterated even his soul, much like the Rule of Destruction itself.
In the distance, the Old Kai's eyes reddened once more.
"That damned sewer rat is finally dead!"
Champa clutched his chest, still shaken. "Is Angel-tier power really this terrifying? Good thing Vados never actually hit me seriously…"
Vados covered her mouth, chuckling softly. "So you finally realize how well I treat you, Champa-sama. Perhaps you'll listen to me more from now on?"
"I will! I will! I definitely will!" Champa nodded frantically, as meek as a chick.
Beerus, however, paid no attention to Quitela's death.
Under Angel-tier power, let alone Quitela—even he himself might not have withstood it.
He stared at his own fist, murmuring softly:
"If Gran's power can reach this level… then what about mine? Could I achieve the same?"
Unlike Beerus...
The other Gods of Destruction were trembling.
Back during the great battle of the candidate Gods of Destruction, they had all ordered their candidates to gang up on Gran.
Now that Gran had become this terrifying…
If he decided to settle accounts later—
What then?
Among them, the one with the worst expression was the God of Destruction of Universe Twelve, Sea Monster Giin.
Ever since Gran destroyed his candidate, he had held a grudge.
And during the fight just now, he hadn't held back his hostility.
"I really have a death wish…"
Giin slapped himself hard across the face.
The other Gods of Destruction noticed and couldn't help but smile.
Compared to him—
Their situations suddenly didn't seem so bad.
"Lord Beerus! I've taken care of Quitela!"
In the distance, after killing Quitela, Gran waved enthusiastically toward Beerus—almost like an innocent fool.
However..
Behind him—
The void suddenly began to distort.
END OF CHAPTER
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