To punch Beerus and kick Zeno—
that had always been Gran's dream.
With his current martial mastery, whether he could truly punch down Beerus was still uncertain. But at the very least, in terms of mindset and raw power, he had already surpassed him.
However, when it came to beings like Whis, the Grand Priest, and Zeno…
Well.
Gran was self-aware enough to know he wasn't on their level yet.
And precisely because of that, he was curious—
just how big was the gap between him and Whis?
"As for the strength of Angels…"
Chronoa pinched her chin and thought for a moment, then shook her head.
"To be honest, I don't really know either. I've never seen them go all out. I only know one thing—you're still below them."
"..."
Gran was speechless.
Isn't that obvious?
Then something occurred to him, and he smiled.
"Supreme Kai of Time, what level is your raw power at?"
In Gran's estimation, Chronoa's raw strength probably hadn't reached the level of an Angel.
"Oh?"
Chronoa rolled her eyes at him.
"What, are you trying to compare yourself to me?"
"I didn't say that. I'm just curious."
"Hmph. A man's words—nothing but lies!"
After teasing him for a bit, Chronoa answered honestly:
"Well, it's not a problem telling you. I don't rely on raw power in battle anyway."
Gran nodded.
That matched what he knew—Chronoa wasn't a direct combatant. She was more like a support, assisting from the sidelines rather than fighting head-on.
"So, your strength is…?"
"Right now, I'm only at the first stage of the Divine Realm."
"…What?"
Gran's eyes widened.
He had assumed she was at least at the level of a candidate God of Destruction—around the third stage.
But it turned out she was only at the first stage!
Wait—
she said "right now."
Gran remembered that Chronoa could transform. If that was the case, then her power after transformation would definitely be much higher.
This little girl isn't telling the whole truth…
"Alright, enough with the pointless chatter. Follow me."
Chronoa turned and flew forward.
"Where are we going?"
"Into the temporal turbulence."
"…What?"
Gran stopped in place, confused.
"What are we going there for? Don't tell me you want me to comprehend temporal power inside that?"
"You got it right."
Chronoa turned back to face him and smiled.
"This is the space between time itself—filled with both temporal and spatial energy."
"Especially those turbulent streams. The forces inside them are far more intense. You've experienced that firsthand, haven't you?"
"And because of that—this is the best place for you to comprehend temporal power."
Hearing her explanation, Gran fell silent.
Seeing his expression, Chronoa teased him:
"What's wrong? Are you scared of those currents now?"
"What would I be scared of? Those things can't even hurt me."
Gran's gaze drifted slightly.
To be honest—
when he was first dragged into that turbulence, he was a little afraid.
Back then, he had no idea what it was.
He genuinely thought he might be trapped inside forever.
"Hehe~"
Chronoa giggled like a mischievous child.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. The Time Ring on your hand allows you to ignore the effects of those currents. If you want to come out, just use it."
"…Seriously?"
Gran looked at the Time Ring on his finger, his eyes lighting up.
"This thing is that useful?"
"That's why becoming a Time Patroller isn't a bad deal for you."
Chronoa turned away again.
"Stop hesitating like a timid girl and hurry up."
With that, she flew straight toward the turbulent region.
Gran didn't hesitate any longer and quickly followed.
The moment he stepped into the turbulence—
that terrifying pulling force returned.
Just as Gran was about to resist—
"Use your Time Ring!" Chronoa called out.
Gran reacted instantly.
He raised the Time Ring on his middle finger and focused his thoughts.
Buzz!
A silver-white light burst from the ring.
Right in front of him, a space-time tunnel opened within the chaotic currents.
"So that's how it works!"
Gran immediately understood.
"Alright, come in!"
Chronoa called again.
Gran nodded and stepped into the tunnel.
In the next instant.
he arrived at the very center of the turbulence.
Unlike the outer region, the center had no terrifying pulling force.
Aside from the occasional spatial-temporal blades slicing through the air, there was little danger.
But for Gran...
even those blades posed no threat.
"Supreme Kai of Time, how exactly am I supposed to comprehend temporal power?"
Gran lowered his hand, the Time Ring still on his finger.
"From what I understand, when you comprehended Destruction Energy before, its principle was about reducing something from existence—turning 'one' into 'zero.' It also required a certain state of mind…"
Chronoa trailed off, then shook her head.
"But temporal power is different. It doesn't require so many conditions."
"If your talent is high enough—even an ordinary person could grasp it."
Gran already knew that.
Just like Guldo from the Ginyu Force—
his power wasn't particularly strong, yet he could still use temporal abilities like time manipulation.
"Comprehending temporal power can't really be explained in words. It's something you must feel rather than be taught."
Chronoa pointed toward the turbulent core.
"See the temporal energy here? From now on, stay here and continuously perceive it."
"That's your method."
"The method is… that simple?"
Gran was stunned.
Then he quickly realized something.
"Wait—does that mean even if you hadn't pulled me out earlier, I could've eventually comprehended temporal power on my own and escaped this turbulence myself?!"
"..."
Chronoa suddenly looked a bit guilty.
Her eyes darted around.
In truth...
Gran was absolutely right.
His talent was terrifying.
Comprehending temporal power wouldn't be difficult for him.
He definitely could've escaped on his own.
But instead—
she had tricked him into becoming a Time Patroller first,
only to bring him right back into the temporal turbulence afterward.
"You…"
Gran also realized this and couldn't help but laugh in exasperation.
Chronoa carefully looked at him and asked tentatively:
"You're not… angry, are you?"
"Yes. I am."
"Ah?! You're a dignified candidate God of Destruction! How can you get angry so easily?!"
Chronoa stomped her foot in frustration.
"..."
Gran's mouth twitched.
Looking at the aggrieved expression on this little girl's face—
anyone who didn't know better would think she was the one being wronged.
END OF CHAPTER
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