As Beerus's aura completely erupted, Quitela, the rat God of Destruction, was left utterly dumbfounded.
Wait a second. I just reached the Ninth Level of the God Realm, and you're already breaking into the Angel Realm?! Does the gap have to be this huge?
Beerus looked at Quitela with a cold smirk. "I do enjoy my sleep, but that doesn't mean I'm weak. It seems my habit of playing around with you gave you a bit too much confidence."
Beerus's words were like a silent, armor-piercing strike that shattered the rat's ego.
Quitela's face turned pale. "Impossible! How could you advance so quickly?! If that's the case, what was the point of my daily training?!"
"Let's settle this, Beerus!!"
Quitela lunged at Beerus, his right fist aimed squarely at Beerus's face. However, a serious Beerus was not an opponent he could hope to defeat. Beerus tilted his body slightly, dodging the blow, and countered with a punch to Quitela's gut.
Boom!
The force of the impact caused Quitela's body to curl into a shrimp-like shape. A shockwave of energy burst from his back, and he couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood.
"Gah! Argh!"
Liquiir, the fox god, who was lying nearby, peeked one eye open before quickly squeezing it shut again.
In truth, several of the Gods of Destruction were still conscious. They simply didn't want to fight anymore. Besides, watching the "Cat and Mouse" show from the floor was quite entertaining.
Unfortunately, Beerus's power surge was far beyond their expectations. In this state, Beerus could likely take on all of them in a coordinated assault and still win, let alone a one-on-one with Quitela. The rat's defeat was a foregone conclusion.
Sure enough, a moment later, Quitela was slammed into the arena floor by Beerus.
"What's wrong, Quitela? Not surrendering yet? You aren't my match."
"Hmph. Beerus, you hairless cat... I will never submit to you!"
"Tsk. You smelly rat, you're certainly stubborn. In that case..."
"Haaah!"
Beerus began to power up. As his Ki continued to climb, the expressions of all the Angels turned serious.
They could feel it—Beerus was touching the barrier.
Every God of Destruction instinctively stood up, their eyes fixed on Beerus.
"HAAAAA!—"
Veins popped on Beerus's forehead as a violent purple aura exploded, his terrifying pressure instantly blanketing the World of Void.
Whis's lips curled into a slight smile. "Ho ho ho. Lord Beerus has finally broken through. Truly remarkable..."
The other Angels glanced at Whis with envy. Training a God of Destruction to reach the Angel Realm brought significant benefits to their presiding Angel as well.
Goku and the others watched in awe. "Is this the Angel Realm? What terrifying pressure... I can barely even think about fighting back..."
As Beerus completed his breakthrough, Quitela's heart sank. Me, a mouse... will I ever get ahead in this life?
The other Gods of Destruction looked at Beerus with reverence and envy. Reaching the Angel Realm meant you were finally allowed a "seat at the table."
Aside from a few elite entities, those at the Angel Realm stood at the absolute pinnacle of the multiverse.
A flash of appreciation appeared in the Grand Minister's eyes. The multiverse finally had another Angel Realm combatant. While he couldn't compare to Turles, at least there was now a top-tier powerhouse they could show off.
Thinking of Turles made the Grand Minister feel a pang of regret. Why didn't I find him sooner? Such a talent, exceeding all conventional potential, and he was snatched away by the Time Realm. It hurts... it hurts so much I can barely breathe...
As Beerus's majestic gaze landed on Quitela again, the rat god felt his back soak with sweat. He gritted his teeth.
"I... I surrender!"
As he spoke those words, the light seemed to leave Quitela's eyes.
The Grand Minister announced, "The battle of the Gods of Destruction concludes with Lord Beerus of Universe 7 as the winner. I also wish to congratulate Lord Beerus on reaching the Angel Realm. I hope you will work diligently and contribute to the multiverse from now on. Understood?"
Feeling the Grand Minister's authority, Beerus's puffed-up ego instantly deflated. "Yes! I understand, Lord Grand Minister!"
In the stands, the colorful "Full Egg" Zeno clapped his hands. "Oh! Grand Minister, even though I couldn't see it very clearly, Beerus was really amazing! He beat so many of them! And that last 'Boom' turned the whole World of Void purple!"
Couldn't see clearly? The Grand Minister looked back at Zeno. It makes sense. Grand Zeno had played around with "transcendence" and messed up, turning himself into his current state. It would be a miracle if he could see clearly.
The battle of the Gods of Destruction had involved massive power, thick smoke, and speeds far beyond normal perception. Given Grand Zeno's current condition, he really hadn't seen much.
However, the battle of the mortal contestants would be different. They would provide Grand Zeno with a different kind of experience.
"Now then, let the mortal contestants from each universe begin their match."
With a wave of his hand, the Grand Minister restored the shattered arena to its original state. Turles's expression shifted slightly at the sight. Is this the King Realm?
"I shall repeat the rules one more time. The match duration is 100 Taks (48 Earth minutes). As time passes, the central pillar will sink. When it is level with the floor, the match ends. Weapons other than specialized techniques are forbidden. Killing is forbidden. Drugs are forbidden."
"To win, you must knock your opponents off the arena, or have the most survivors remaining when time runs out."
"Eliminated contestants will be automatically teleported to the spectator stands. Are you all ready?"
As the Grand Minister finished, the Gods of Destruction of every competing universe grew tense. Cold sweat broke out on their brows; this was a matter of survival.
"Now, begin!"
The moment the command was given, the match exploded into action.
Zip!
Almost everyone vanished instantly as the fighting began.
In the Universe 7 camp, while everyone else stayed behind, Vegito (Turles), Bulma, Lazuli, Son Gohan, and Piccolo remained grouped. The rest had already charged off to find opponents.
Piccolo couldn't help but complain. "I understand Goku and Vegeta running off, but why did Buu—even with the Grand Supreme Kai personality—run off too?"
Vegito (Turles) looked on and replied dryly, "Maybe the Supreme Kai of our universe just has a natural talent for seeking death?"
Piccolo fell silent. After knowing Shin for so long, he knew exactly what the God was like. To put it simply: the weaker he was, the more he liked to play around with danger. If it weren't for Beerus being awake, Piccolo wouldn't have been surprised if Shin accidentally died in his sleep.
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