novelraw Chapter 136 - 136
Chapter 136 - 136
To defeat all the Gods of Destruction with a single move—this was something nobody present had expected.
Except for those who already knew Aishi… the other universes' people and gods could only watch this sudden arrival with wary eyes.
Just who was he?
Angel Campari's gaze shifted toward Whis once more.
"Whis, who is he?!"
Whis gave Campari a helpless look. This guy really thought he could push him around, always pestering him?
But Whis had no intention of giving a detailed introduction.
Instead, he calmly replied:
"He is a super warrior from Universe 7."
Angel Sawa smiled faintly.
"How strong, exactly?"
All the angels' eyes now turned toward Whis.
Yes… how strong, exactly?
One strike to eliminate all Gods of Destruction… no further explanation was needed.
Marcarita's face flushed slightly, but she stayed silent.
Whis thought for a moment, then said:
"Roughly equal to me in a one-on-one fight."
Equal to Whis?
All the angels froze.
Angel Mojito quickly asked:
"You mean in your base state?"
Whis nodded.
Indeed, only in his normal state—after all, he could not use Angel Power.
The angels exchanged subtle nods.
Angel Lanchito chuckled:
"Then we know. Whis, your base state is about '13-dimensional,' correct?"
Whis gave a small nod.
"Yes."
He didn't bother to argue. Though he could unleash "14-dimensional" power, not everyone would believe it.
Angel Ramperi smirked with satisfaction.
"Then it's not that strong after all."
The other angels nodded along.
On the sidelines, Vados and Marcarita twitched at the corner of their mouths. They knew Aishi's true strength better than anyone. But since neither Whis nor Cus intended to reveal the truth, they kept silent.
Sooner or later, everyone would find out.
Meanwhile—
Because of Aishi's strike, the entire battlefield shifted instantly into this strange, silent state.
Now, nobody dared say another word.
All eyes focused nervously on Aishi… who exactly was this man?
How could he be so powerful?
Below—
The Gods of Destruction struggled to their feet, battered and trembling, all staring skyward.
Without exception, fear glimmered in their eyes.
Cus exhaled in relief only after seeing Aishi release his hold.
She had feared he might slaughter them outright—after all, she'd heard of what happened with Vermoud in Universe 11.
But after recalling Aishi's temperament, she decided it was still within safe bounds.
That's why she had intervened earlier.
Cus fixed her gaze on Aishi, a faintly playful smile touching her lips.
"Aishi, you've finally returned."
Aishi let out an inexplicable cough.
He looked back at Cus.
With a calm expression, Aishi smiled slightly.
"Yeah… did you miss me?"
Cus's small hand clenched, her face turning faintly red. She forced a smile through clenched teeth.
"Of course. I missed you so much!"
Aishi nodded, suddenly raising his hand.
Cus's pupils widened, her cheeks flushing even deeper.
Her eyes locked onto Aishi as she snapped with a smile:
"What are you doing?!"
Aishi withdrew his hand casually.
"You had something on your head. I helped you take it off."
Cus sneered.
"Better be!"
Aishi said nothing more.
With a tsundere like Cus, the only way forward was a frontal assault.
He turned his eyes downward.
Everyone below was watching him as though facing a mortal enemy.
Goku gave a helpless laugh.
"Aishi, we were supposed to gather here just to choose fighters for the tournament… and somehow it turned into all this."
Aishi nodded lightly.
"As expected."
Vegeta looked at him.
"So what now? Do we keep picking fighters with them?"
His mood was gone entirely.
Choosing? What's the point?
Universe 7 could handle everything alone if they had Aishi!
But Aishi only smiled.
"Of course we choose. Why wouldn't we?"
With that, he descended slowly.
Toppo stared at him.
"Who are you, really?"
Aishi looked back.
"Didn't anyone tell you?"
Toppo froze, then shook his head.
Tell him? He didn't even know who this was!
Aishi sighed softly.
So little recognition… and after so many battles too.
"I am Aishi."
He didn't explain further. No grand titles, no claims.
Just a name—for the rest, they could investigate themselves.
The gods frowned at the unfamiliar name.
Quitela nodded.
"I see."
He simply assumed Aishi was Universe 7's strongest, never suspecting anything beyond that. After all, with that tail of his, how could he be anyone else?
At that moment, the other spectators and angels also flew over.
Everyone gathered once more.
This time, no one dared to provoke anything.
Aishi spoke calmly:
"Then let's begin choosing fighters."
Everyone nodded quickly.
Aishi glanced at Whis.
He had already learned the rules: each timeline team must pick its candidates. How many timelines there were, he didn't yet know.
But now he understood why the Grand Priest hadn't mentioned this stage to him.
Because… Aishi had been pulled aside as a one-man team!
Even so, he didn't overthink it.
One person, one fight—it suited him fine.
"So," Aishi asked, "how do you want to choose?"
The gods all stepped forward at once.
Universe 1's Iwan spoke first.
"We don't ask for much… only three slots!"
This was, after all, a tournament hosted personally by Zeno. Rumor had it the victor would receive an unimaginably divine prize!
The very thought of sharing such spoils made Iwan tremble with excitement.
But the others immediately glared at him.
Toppo scowled.
"Iwan, aren't you being greedy? Why should you get three?"
The other gods echoed him:
"Exactly! What makes you think you deserve that many?"
Iwan's face twisted, his teeth grinding.
"Fine—two, then!"
Champa stepped out, glaring coldly.
"Are you kidding me? Two? You're shameless! Not even one!"
"Not one," he repeated firmly.
Iwan's face went ashen, his eyes murderous.
"You fat pig, what did you just say?!"
Champa snorted.
"You heard me. What, are you going to cry for your two slots? I won't give you even one!"
He feared Beerus, sure, but Iwan? A nobody like that dared challenge him? Impossible!
Beerus finally spoke coldly:
"Enough. Stop bickering."
Toppo sneered, digging in his nose.
"Shut up, stupid cat. Quit acting like you're in charge."
Jin added coldly:
"Exactly."
Beerus's face darkened.
"I'll say it once more: if you can choose, then choose. If you can't—get lost!"
As he spoke, a deep purple aura erupted around him, mingling with silvery steam.
Destruction fused with Ultra Instinct!
His power surged instantly to the "mid-11-dimensional" level.
After the past battles, he had grown much stronger. Beerus had to admit—besides Aishi, the one he respected most was Vegito.
In barely a month, Vegito had raised him from clumsy Ultra Instinct to a mature stage.
Still shy of perfection, but more than enough!
The gods' faces turned pale.
"Mid-11 dimensions?! Since when did Beerus get so strong?!"
But then—
A terrifying divine pressure swept forth, blowing away Beerus's aura completely.
With a sharp snap, Beerus dropped to his knees.
Everyone's face changed instantly.
Who?
Even Aishi turned to see who had released that divine power.
And when he saw it was an angel—his eyes narrowed.
By now, he had roughly pieced together the angels' rules of engagement. Angel Power itself was forbidden.
But their base strength could still be used. Normally, their base was about two tiers lower than what their Angel Power could reach.
And with that base, they could use ordinary God Ki for defense.
Otherwise, wouldn't they be helpless?
As for Zeno's motives, Aishi suspected it was all for balance.
The angels were too powerful—wherever they appeared, they were essentially invincible.
Without restraint, things would spiral out of control.
Whis's expression turned ugly. He glared at Campari.
"Brother, why are you interfering again?!"
Indeed, it was Campari—the angel of Universe 3—who had suppressed Beerus both times.
Campari laughed without shame.
"Beerus frightened my God of Destruction. As his attendant, I must protect him."
Everyone stared, dumbfounded.
That was his excuse?
It was obvious to anyone—Campari was deliberately targeting Beerus and Universe 7.
Aishi's gaze shifted to Campari.
Then, with a sudden wave of his hand, radiant seven-colored light burst forth.
The brilliance pierced the heavens, its aura overwhelming.
Reikon Sabaki-sha (Soul Arbiter)!
Under countless shocked gazes, that energy streaked like lightning—heading straight for Universe 3's God of Destruction, Mosco!
BOOOOM!
A thunderous detonation shook the skies.
Far in the distance, a figure was blasted backward, engulfed in explosion.
When the smoke cleared, a charred, broken body lay sprawled across the ground.
It was Mosco!
(End of Chapter)
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