The arena was vast—as large as an entire planet.
All the Gods of Destruction stood together on a single desert expanse.
The moment Beerus touched down, he immediately sensed it—
the other Gods of Destruction had already surrounded him, their eyes gleaming with excitement and ill intent.
Standing atop the sand, Beerus scoffed.
"What—planning to gang up on me again?"
When he'd asked the Grand Priest earlier whether fighting could be avoided, it was simply because he felt lazy and didn't want to move.
But now that the battle was unavoidable, fear was the last thing on his mind.
"Isn't that obvious?"
Quitela rolled his shoulders, flexing his limbs. His oriGiinally pale face had flushed with excitement.
"Filthy rat," Beerus said coldly, his gaze icy.
"You're half-dead already, and you still want to fight me?"
He remembered very clearly the grudge of Quitela sending people to ambush Gran.
"You!"
The words half-dead struck Quitela right in his sore spot. Veins instantly bulged on his forehead.
"Why waste time talking to him?"
Belmod pressed a hand down on Quitela's shoulder.
In the past, under free-for-all rules, he might have resorted to sneak attacks on other Gods of Destruction.
But now, he had only one goal—
Cripple Beerus first.
Belmod swept his gaze across the others.
The furball Iwan, the female law-king Heles, the machine Mosco, the fox Liquiir, the elephant Rumsshi, and the sea monster Giin.
Nearly every God of Destruction was looking at Beerus with unmistakable killing intent.
Good.
Finally, Belmod shifted his gaze to Champa and said calmly,
"Champa, what about you this time? Still planning to take Beerus down?"
In the past, he wouldn't even need to ask—
Champa hated Beerus even more than the rest of them.
But earlier, he had seen something unusual.
Champa… seemed to be asking Beerus for something.
That alone meant Champa couldn't be trusted.
The moment Belmod spoke, cold light flickered in the eyes of the Gods of Destruction surrounding Beerus—
as if silently warning Champa to make the right choice and join them.
"Me?"
A strange glint flashed through Champa's eyes. His lips curled into a faint smile.
"When have I ever backed down when it came to beating up Beerus?"
"You fat bastard!"
Beerus exploded in rage.
He'd just agreed to let Gran help Universe 6's candidate, and Champa immediately turned around and joined the dogpile.
Infuriating!
"Then come on!"
Beerus's expression turned frigid. Anyone who knew him understood—
he was genuinely angry now.
The eleven Gods of Destruction closed in, surrounding Beerus completely as the two sides faced off.
Boom!
Terrifying pressure erupted from every one of them.
The mere collision of their auras caused the World of Void itself to tremble.
"After all these years… just how strong has he become now?"
No God of Destruction dared to make the first move.
Back then, Beerus had only just stepped into the Seventh Tier of the Divine Realm.
Even at the early stage of that tier, his strength had been terrifying.
But
Quitela, at the time, had also been at the early Seventh Tier.
And yet, despite eleven Gods of Destruction attacking together, they still failed to take Beerus down.
They knew exactly why.
First—
Beerus possessed Ultra Instinct, something none of the other Gods of Destruction had mastered.
Second—
Beerus had already perfected Ego Instinct.
Third—
Beerus's bodily instinct had reached the peak of the Fifth Tier,
his Destruction Law stood at the Eighth Tier,
and his mental state had entered a state of self-forgetfulness…
（PS: These are all data from tens of millions of years ago.）
（PS: Power is divided into seven tiers; bodily instinct and Destruction Law are divided into nine tiers.）
In short—
Beerus surpassed the other Gods of Destruction in every aspect.
That was why, back then, the eleven of them still couldn't bring him down.
As the Gods of Destruction observed Beerus, Beerus was likewise assessing this group of rabble.
Quitela, his old rival, was indeed fairly strong.
Back then, his raw power had reached the early Seventh Tier,
his bodily instinct had been at the peak of the Fourth Tier,
and his Destruction Law at the Seventh Tier.
After tens of millions of years, Beerus wasn't yet sure whether Quitela had achieved any breakthroughs in martial cultivation.
But one thing was certain
Quitela's power had not truly improved.
On top of that, after being punished by the Omni-King in recent years, his strength had fallen from the early Seventh Tier down to the Sixth Tier.
In other words
Quitela was finished.
Beerus looked away.
Aside from Quitela, only Rumsshi and his brother Champa were even worth a glance.
Both had power at the Sixth Tier of the Divine Realm,
with Destruction Law at roughly the same level.
The only difference was that Champa's bodily instinct had reached the peak of the Fourth Tier.
That was why Rumsshi—whose bodily instinct was only at the early Fourth Tier—was no match for Champa.
Then there was the clown, Belmod.
Back then, he'd been nothing but a sneak attacker and a professional corpse-player.
In truth, he wasn't strong at all.
His power had only been at the Fourth Tier of the Divine Realm,
with bodily instinct at the early Fourth Tier,
and Destruction Law at the Fifth Tier.
"So you said you wanted to gang up on me?"
Beerus glanced again at the others—
the female law-king Heles, the fox Liquiir, and the rest.
They were all slightly stronger than Belmod.
Bodily instinct at the Fourth Tier,
power at the Fifth Tier,
and Destruction Law at the Sixth Tier.
As for Iwan of Universe 1—
His power was only at the Fourth Tier,
bodily instinct at the peak of the Third Tier,
and Destruction Law at the Fifth Tier.
This guy was even more trash than Belmod.
Just looking at him hurt the eyes.
To think a God of Destruction could be this weak—truly unheard of.
"What's wrong? Why are you all just standing there?"
Beerus crooked his finger at them, the corner of his mouth lifting.
"Are you afraid of me?"
"Don't waste time," he said coldly.
"Come at me together."
END OF CHAPTER
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