Dragon Ball: West City High Schooler, Captures 18!

Chapter 127 - 127



Chapter 127 - 127

Jiren said nothing, his face dark.

Why were all of them acting so stupid? If you can't win, then don't fight!

Couldn't they see the opponent's overwhelming, crushing strength?

Yet even so, his expression carried a faint trace of worry.

Because… if this continued, it might really end here.

Aishi looked at Vermoud without speaking.

Then his gaze shifted to Marcarita, who was still smiling sweetly, not stopping anything.

Seeing this, Aishi laughed.

Turning back to Vermoud, Aishi said flatly:

"Come on. You only get one chance."

One chance!

Vermoud's face twisted. "Arrogant!!"

He suddenly swept his arm.

In an instant, countless energy cards, glowing with eerie light, tore through the void and shot toward Aishi.

Their speed was immense—so fast the entire fabric of space-time seemed split in half!!!

But Aishi's face didn't change.

—RUMBLE!!!

A single slash of light tore through space-time, splitting the very world apart!

In just one instant, Vermoud's cards were shredded into pieces.

Vermoud's face changed drastically. "Impossible?!!"

He had never imagined that his full-force technique could be so easily destroyed. Even worse—

The entire world had been split apart!

What kind of power was this?!

Yet there was no time to think.

That slash—he couldn't stop it!

Its power was overwhelming beyond belief.

In that moment, fear filled Vermoud's eyes. He finally understood just what kind of existence he had provoked.

Aishi's expression remained calm. The slash didn't weaken—it only grew faster!

As the saying goes: "One who tries to kill, must be prepared to be killed."

Vermoud came at him wanting his life—so why shouldn't Aishi kill him?

Everyone stood frozen.

Faces pale, all were shaken by the terrifying might of that slash!

Jiren's face was grim, eyes sharp as he watched. With a strike like that, Vermoud would never survive!

But he was powerless.

Strength! He simply didn't have enough strength.

Toppo and the Pride Troopers were dumbstruck, their eyes wide.

What kind of scene was this? Just one slash—and space-time itself was split open?!

This was Aishi's first real attack, and it had left everyone utterly shocked.

Even Marcarita's serene expression finally shattered. She too was stunned.

Aishi's power was this strong?!

She had only wanted to test him a little.

But she never imagined things would escalate this far!

In her knowledge, the mightiest Destroyer Gods in ancient times could reach angel-level strength. Later ones, at most, could rival trainee angels.

But this Aishi… he wasn't just above a trainee angel. He was far stronger!

Her plan had been simple—tease him a little.

After all, Aishi couldn't kill a Destroyer. And he himself was a God of Destruction of Time.

Vermoud was foul-mouthed and hot-tempered—letting him clash a bit would be amusing.

And it would also let her measure Aishi's true power, which was enough to enchant both Vados and Kusu.

But now… things had gone out of control.

Aishi really was about to kill a Destroyer God!!

Shocked, Marcarita's face went pale. She quickly raised her staff, flying forward at full speed.

Aishi sneered coldly at the rapidly approaching Marcarita.

Just as Whis had said—this one never came with good intentions.

Now he understood why she brought Vermoud here.

First, use Vermoud to provoke him. He couldn't strike back too hard—if he was weak, he'd be embarrassed.

Second, Marcarita could use the chance to maneuver and gain advantage.

But Aishi hadn't played into her hand.

And Vermoud… had to die!

From the beginning, Aishi hadn't shown a hint of hostility. Yet Vermoud charged in like a brainless fool to kill him.

If he didn't kill him here… what kind of Destroyer of Time would he be?!

That slash only carried the power of the "12th dimension." Even so, it tore Vermoud apart.

He collapsed to the ground, trembling in terror.

Marcarita's cold gaze fixed on Aishi.

"You would kill a God of Destruction?!"

Aishi's expression was calm.

"Why not?!"

Marcarita laughed coldly. "Do you not fear the Grand Priest will come for you?!"

Aishi chuckled. "Let him come, then."

Marcarita's face hardened. "Unreasonable!"

But Aishi only smiled, staring straight at her.

"Move."

Marcarita frowned deeply. "I don't know why Kusu and Vados like you… but right now, you're no different from the demons!"

Aishi calmly closed his eyes.

—BOOM!!!

A fierce golden aura burst outward like a raging storm, sweeping across the entire battlefield.

The entire world was suffocated by an oppressive pressure!

The skies darkened, space-time itself fractured, endless chaotic currents surging forth.

An aura more terrifying than any foe pressed down on everyone's heart!

Fiery golden ki erupted around Aishi, scorching the very air itself!

"HAAAAA!!!"

With a roar, golden aura blazed around him, yellow fur spread across his body, and his hair flashed into a dazzling golden hue.

The strength of a warrior rivaling the angels erupted, pressing down on the cosmos itself!

This was… Super Saiyan 4!!!

Aishi's transformation completed. A colossal golden dragon of ki roared around him, stretching thousands of meters long.

—RUMBLE!!!

The very planet split apart beneath the pressure.

Aishi slowly opened his eyes—his gaze blazing like twin suns, piercing straight toward Marcarita.

At that moment—

Everyone fell silent.

Their faces written with pure shock.

Marcarita's expression grew grave.

So strong!

Now she understood—Aishi still had a transformation.

A Saiyan transformation!

How had she not realized?!

Regret filled her heart. If she hadn't meddled, she could have befriended Aishi.

But now… they stood as enemies!

This form of Aishi's… among the angels, it would rank at least top five.

And she was not top five.

Even if she were—angels couldn't intervene directly.

She couldn't win.

Marcarita hesitated, her heart in turmoil.

After a long silence, she spoke seriously:

"Aishi… stop."

Aishi smiled faintly. "I'll give you one last chance. Move aside."

Marcarita still wavered.

Aishi's smile sharpened. "Then wait in my personal space."

With a wave of his hand, a gash in space-time split open behind her.

A powerful suction pulled Marcarita in instantly.

The rift sealed shut before she could even cry out in shock.

Aishi turned his gaze back to the others.

Their faces were ashen.

It was over!

Even Marcarita had been taken away.

Nothing more could be said.

Aishi's eyes fell upon Vermoud.

The Destroyer's face was pale with terror.

At that moment, Jiren stepped forward, standing before him.

"Aishi. Must you go this far?"

Aishi looked at him calmly.

"He tried to kill me for no reason. Why shouldn't I kill him?"

Jiren fell silent.

That was… true.

Why indeed should Vermoud try to kill someone without cause?

But Toppo couldn't hold his tongue.

He glared at Aishi, face dark. "All this is because of you—"

Aishi cut him off coldly. "Do you think you have the right to speak?"

His hand waved—

—SLASH!!!

A blade of energy tore out, severing Toppo's three trunks instantly.

Blood sprayed.

The leader of the Pride Troopers… was dead.

Vermoud's terror could no longer be suppressed. He stammered, trembling, "I-I didn't mean it!"

Aishi's tone was cold.

"Tell that to my slash."

He swept his hand.

Another world-rending strike fell, space splitting apart with a colossal rift.

The slash appeared above Vermoud's head and fell straight down.

With a face frozen in horror, Vermoud was cleaved cleanly in two!!!

Aishi ignored Jiren. Jiren was decent… but having killed Vermoud, there would be no peace between them.

Sure enough—Jiren glared at him, fury burning in his eyes.

"You may have your reasons… but I have mine too!"

His body flared with a scorching red aura, boiling like molten steel.

Enraged, his ki erupted violently, shaking the void.

—BOOM!!!

He stomped the void and shot forward, leaving only an afterimage.

His fist, wrapped in searing flame, drove straight at Aishi!

Aishi's face didn't change. He simply vanished.

Jiren's attack hit empty air—

And then—

A palm landed squarely on his neck.

In a breath, Jiren's pupils lost focus, his ki vanishing into nothingness.

Aishi lifted him like a ragdoll and tossed him onto a nearby planet.

As for the rest of the Pride Troopers…

(End of Chapter)

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