This Is Definitely Not Dragon Ball!!

Chapter 440: God of Destruction Toppo

BOOM!!!

Like a thunderclap, Jiren was smashed on the head by a punch from Yuujin.

His entire vision spun, and the intense pain nearly made Jiren lose consciousness.

However, the next moment, Jiren's expression twisted in fury as he roared and lunged at Yuujin again.

But what greeted him was yet another merciless punch!

Boom! Boom!! BOOM!!!

Under everyone's gaze, Jiren tried again and again to counterattack, only to be smashed into the ground again and again by Yuujin.

It was over—Jiren was completely no match for Yuujin now!

Sitting back in his seat, Belmod clutched his hair in agony, and the other warriors of Universe 11 could no longer bear to watch—

"Too cruel… too cruel…"

"I can't watch anymore."

"Jiren, stop fighting. Just give up."

In the memories of everyone from Universe 11, Jiren had always been that silent, proud, and invincible figure—capable of completing any mission and defeating any foe.

Never had they seen him so battered and powerless!

But perhaps this was the true Jiren they never knew—the one who lost his beloved family, was betrayed by trusted comrades, and now lay weak and helpless, roaring in vain before his enemy.

Even the hardened warriors were now brimming with tears, wishing they could charge forward and fight alongside Jiren to defeat this cruel and evil Saiyan.

But they couldn't. All they could do was stand by and watch—nothing more.

BOOM!!!

Another heavy punch from Yuujin finally brought Jiren to the ground, unable to get back up.

Even someone like Jiren had limits. Repeated outbursts and resistance had left his body battered and completely overdrawn. The fact that he'd lasted this long was a miracle in itself.

Only because it was Jiren. Had it been anyone else, they'd have been finished by a single punch from Yuujin.

"Jiren, you're a true warrior. I never intended to humiliate or torment you like this."

"The pain you inflicted on my comrades and family—I've returned it all to you. We're even now."

"Now, let me end your suffering and take you off this stage."

Looking at the dying Jiren lying on the ground, Yuujin spoke calmly.

But just as Yuujin was about to toss Jiren off the arena, hundreds of energy blasts suddenly rained down on him, exploding with a boom boom boom across his body.

However, this level of attack was nothing more than a tickle to the current Yuujin—he didn't even bother dodging.

"Jiren is finished. Your Universe 11 is finished."

"What's the point of stepping up now, Captain of the Pride Troopers—Toppo?"

Looking at the one who had attacked, Yuujin sighed.

"Ha… ha…"

"Justice will never fail. Justice will never yield!"

"Get up, Jiren! Our battle is not over yet!"

Panting heavily, Toppo shouted toward the fallen Jiren.

But Jiren seemed to have lost all will to fight. He just lay there, giving no response to Toppo's plea:

"Toppo, it's over."

"I'm not his match. Neither are you. Everything is over…"

"JIREN!!!"

Toppo had never seen Jiren so defeated. Even he couldn't suppress his fury.

It was all because of that Saiyan! If not for him, how could the proud Jiren have fallen this far?

Exploding with power, Toppo roared and charged straight at Yuujin—

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!!!!!

Swinging his giant fists, Toppo rained blows on Yuujin.

But Yuujin blocked every single strike with just one finger!

As the captain of the Pride Troopers, Toppo's strength was respectable—even comparable to Super Saiyan Blue Goku.

But in front of the current Yuujin, this level of Toppo wasn't even worth noticing.

Yuujin wasn't even trying. Out of kindness, he held back. Otherwise, he wouldn't even bother lifting a finger—Toppo's attacks couldn't hurt him at all.

After throwing hundreds of punches to no effect, Toppo finally had to stop, panting as he staggered back a few steps.

"Now you understand, don't you?"

"Stop resisting needlessly. Take Jiren and leave the arena."

Yuujin stared at Toppo as he spoke.

The gap in strength was like a chasm. Even Toppo felt despair.

But after glancing at his comrades in the stands, then at the fallen Jiren, Toppo's expression quickly regained determination—

"Saiyan Yuujin, you truly are powerful—so powerful it's hopeless."

"But I refuse to give up!"

Toppo's voice echoed with conviction, and Yuujin's face darkened.

His patience had limits. If the opponent remained stubborn, then he had no choice but to force him off the stage—with violence.

A chill ran down his spine as Toppo felt Yuujin's energy soaring higher and higher…

Toppo knew—if he didn't act now, he'd be eliminated in the next instant!

"Destruction is not justice. Saving is."

"Even though I never wanted to become this—"

"Right now, I need the power of destruction!"

He closed his eyes and exhaled deeply, as if making a monumental decision.

Then, in the very next moment—

"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

Toppo clenched his fists and howled toward the heavens!

His already massive body swelled abruptly, and his uniform was ripped apart.

At the same time, a violent energy of pure destruction erupted from within him, and strange, unique markings appeared on his body.

A blinding light shot toward the sky. Toppo's aura vanished, but the pressure he gave off became even more terrifying!

"Ah… ahh…"

"W-What's going on?!"

"What an overwhelming sense of oppression!"

Chaotic energy swirled in a storm around them. Toppo's sudden transformation shocked everyone—they had no idea what had just happened to him.

"Looks like Toppo finally made up his mind."

"That's the result of my training, sweetie," said Universe 11's Supreme Kai, as Angel Marcarita smiled beside him.

"Whis, that's the power of destruction, right?"

Over in Universe 7's camp, Beerus had a solemn expression.

"The real deal. That's the power of destruction only you Gods of Destruction possess, Lord Beerus."

"Seems Universe 11 had quite a few cards hidden. That Toppo must be their candidate for God of Destruction."

Whis sighed.

This Tournament of Power was full of twists and turns. One shocking event after another—it was impossible even for him to predict what might happen next.

"God of Destruction Toppo, huh…"

"Maybe earlier, that might have surprised me. But at this point—even if another God of Destruction appears—what difference does it make?"

"They still stand no chance against that monster from Universe 13."

Beerus watched Toppo in the arena… then slowly shook his head.

"Yeah… I feel the same way…"

To be continued…