novelraw Chapter 132 - 132
Chapter 132 - 132
Seeing the two still bickering, Aishi stepped forward helplessly.
"Alright, that's enough. Stop arguing."
Both women folded their arms with a cold huff and shot daggers at each other.
Aishi glanced between them.
"So, the 'super-spacetime crisis' Chronoa mentioned last time… that was your doing, Aeos, right?"
At that, Chronoa nodded and snorted.
"Yeah, it was this woman of yours… Only she'd hit her own side while the Demon Realm was invading!"
Aeos whipped her head around, eyes locking on Chronoa.
"Say that again, stupid woman? And get this straight: you and I are not on the same side!!"
She bit down hard on the words "same side."
Chronoa rolled her eyes.
"And are you now?"
Aeos gave her a cool look.
"I'm not yours. I belong to the God of Destruction."
Chronoa: "…"
Chronoa flicked a look at Aeos. She was truly fed up with this snobbish woman!
Aishi looked at the two of them and sighed—once they started, they just never stopped.
After a bit more back-and-forth, Aishi finally turned to Chronoa.
"I came to check if anything major happened on your end… Since everything's fine, I'll head out first."
Both Aeos and Chronoa froze.
"Leaving?" Chronoa looked at Aishi.
"Not staying a little longer?"
Aishi shook his head.
"Remember the Dimensional Tournament I mentioned?"
Chronoa's eyes widened as she recalled.
"It's starting already?"
Aishi nodded.
"Next week."
"Next week…" Chronoa was taken aback. That fast?
"Can I go watch?" she asked.
Aishi thought for a moment.
"You can. You're the Supreme Kai of Time, after all. And I suspect… the scale will be enormous."
"Enormous…" Chronoa nodded.
"Of course—Zeno-sama is personally presiding!"
Off to the side, Aeos was lost in the clouds.
What were they even talking about?
She looked to Aishi.
"Lord Aishi, what is this Dimensional Tournament?"
Aishi smiled.
"A multiversal competition personally hosted by Zeno-sama—spacetime against spacetime."
Aeos blinked.
"And the format?"
Aishi shook his head.
"Unknown. The Grand Priest will announce it when the tournament officially begins."
"Officially begins…" Aeos fell into thought.
With that, Aishi took his leave—thanks to his mediation, the two women reached a temporary truce.
At least for now, it wasn't the usual 'you die, I live' standoff.
Universe 7 — Earth — West City
At Capsule Corp, everyone had gathered—Goku's group, as well as Whis and the others.
Reason being simple: a direct notice from the Grand Priest had just arrived!
Each universe–spacetime must send 8 warriors to represent their timeline in battle!
These 8 would be chosen by the Gods of Destruction and Angels across the 12 universes—jointly nominated and elected.
Whis looked around the hall.
"Because of Kus and several of my sisters, the fighter-selection segment will proceed here in Universe 7… To keep things amicable, I chose Earth as our temporary base. Any objections?"
Everyone exchanged glances.
Goku stepped forward with a grin.
"Of course not! Honestly, I wanna meet the other Gods of Destruction, Angels—and their universe's fighters!"
From 12 universes, each hand-picking 8?
What a ridiculous level of prestige!
Goku and the others could barely suppress their excitement.
Beerus swept his gaze over the lavish party setup and gave a satisfied nod.
"Not bad, not bad. When those country bumpkins arrive, they'll be floored."
Vegeta folded his arms.
"Obviously."
Earth's hospitality put other universes to shame.
Not long after, everyone looked to the sky.
A pillar of light descended, and within it figures emerged—an Angel at the lead, flanked by many differently dressed silhouettes.
It was Kus, with Rumsshi and Gowasu. Behind the three stood one of Universe 10's stronger lineups.
Whis greeted her at once.
"Neesan!"
Beerus flicked a glance at Rumsshi and said nothing… while Rumsshi stared back with a cold snort.
Their relationship was famously bad.
But this was Beerus's turf, so Rumsshi held his tongue.
Kus gave a slight nod and swept her gaze around.
Not finding the figure she was looking for, the corner of her lips curled. She sneered softly:
"You can run on the first, but not the fifteenth."
She certainly knew what had happened to her younger sister and Aishi.
To be fair, she also had a headache over it. Was it Aishi's fault? He'd been trying to help Marcarita detox.
And if Marcarita hadn't been so mischievous, would any of this have happened?
As for the aftermath… the God of Destruction was gone, Universe 11's top representatives were either dead or had fled. From what she'd heard, only Jiren remained.
Just then, another light descended.
Vados, Champa, and Fuwa arrived, with Universe 6's elites in tow—
King Sadala, Hit, Caulifla, and others.
Greetings went around.
Soon, more beams of light fell from the sky—Universes 3, 12… and within a short while, all universes had arrived.
The gods massed in one place.
But before the selection even began, infighting already did.
For one reason: more than a few of them couldn't stand Beerus.
Why should Universe 7 host the base?
The gods were not pleased.
Beerus ignored the glares and said evenly,
"Since everyone's here, I'll skip the nonsense… Time is tight. Begin the selection!"
Selection!
However, his words were met with… silence.
Giin of Universe 12 scanned the crowd and settled on Marcarita.
"Hmm? And where is Universe 11's God of Destruction?"
Belmod.
At that, Marcarita's expression shifted.
Where was Belmod?
Did she really need to say it?
He was dead.
Marcarita looked at Giin and said flatly,
"Dead."
"Dead?!"
Faces changed across the divine assembly.
Iwne narrowed his eyes at Marcarita.
"How is that possible? I was in contact with Belmod just days ago."
Others chimed in, murmuring disbelief.
Beerus also frowned slightly, only now realizing that… Belmod truly wasn't present.
Sidra of Universe 9 stared at Marcarita.
"Right—how does a God of Destruction die just like that?
And if he did… shouldn't you be in hibernation?"
Hibernation.
The gods nodded.
Indeed—when a God of Destruction dies, their Angel should enter sleep.
So what was with Marcarita?
She ignored their doubts and continued,
"Believe it or not, he angered someone he shouldn't have—and yes, he's dead."
Brows furrowed all around. Disbelief steeped their faces.
A God of Destruction, dying out of the blue?
As the questions mounted, a figure stepped forward.
Jiren swept the gods with a calm gaze.
"Don't ask. Belmod is dead. I watched him get killed with my own eyes."
"With your own eyes?!" Arak scowled.
"Human, this is a conversation among gods. Who said you could butt in?"
Faces stiffened all around—most of the gods looked down on mortals to some degree.
Jiren said nothing, meeting Arak's stare without flinching.
Belmod's death—and his comrades'—had taught him one thing: power is the only law.
He burned to prove himself.
Seeing Jiren's fearless stare, Arak's eyes narrowed.
"Human… are you challenging me?"
Jiren was about to answer when another figure strode out.
"C'mon now, no need to get so tense," Goku said, trying to smooth things over. "Let's talk this out."
But the moment he spoke, it wasn't just Arak—
truth be told, many gods quietly approved of putting mortals in their place.
Who was this human to step into a divine argument?
And now he dared to mediate?
Arak's gaze went glacial, divine pressure mounting.
Goku smiled.
"No need to get worked up. We can discuss—"
A figure cut in front of him, standing as a wall.
Rigor swept a contemptuous look over the gods, his voice like ice.
"Keep yappin' about 'gods'—want me to knock some teeth out?"
Vegeta paused mid-step, face twitching. This guy had beaten him to it!
He didn't stay idle, though. He stepped up beside Goku and said calmly:
"Yeah. You've been 'cultivating' for hundreds of millions of years, and for what—dog food?
So weak, and you still look down on humans. Truth is… aside from Beerus, the rest of you are garbage."
Broly and Gohan said nothing, but they moved forward to hold the line.
The gods: "…"
Beerus also took a breath—
but didn't stop them.
Off to the side, Champa quietly retreated behind the gods to "protect" them.
"Fight, fight!!" he muttered, rubbing his hands with glee.
Thank goodness he was Beerus's brother—
otherwise, he'd be a clown with the rest right now!
(End of Chapter)
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