"Mm~~"
"So many people came. You'd better compete properly. In the end, I can let five universes remain. If your performance is poor, I'll clear you out directly!" Grand Zeno happily stood up from his seat and looked down at those below.
Hearing Grand Zeno's admonition, all the gods felt a chill in their hearts.
Grand Zeno's mind was truly impossible to fathom. If they served him well, he might be delighted; if not, they could be wiped out at any moment. That was all because his mind had not matured. Perhaps in Grand Zeno's eyes, as the representative of an era, all matter in the universe was like toys that could be destroyed at will.
Such a thing, almost devoid of humanity, might be the supreme law.
The evolution of eras was mixed with the lessons of the past. The birth of one era was always built upon the remnants of the previous one. Perhaps the kings of earlier eras had been too calculating, indirectly leading to the destruction of their own age.
"Everyone has heard it. For the sake of your respective universes, please be sure to offer up a splendid battle." The Grand Minister glanced at Grand Zeno, bowed respectfully, then addressed everyone.
"Yes!"
The gods of all twelve universes hurriedly answered.
"Hm?"
The Grand Minister let out a surprised sound, a trace of astonishment appearing on his face as he looked at Belmod and the others. "You actually passed the position of God of Destruction to others. Do you intend to have them participate in the Battle of the Gods?"
The clown Belmod smiled. "I had actually been considering retirement for some time. Even without this competition, I would have let someone else inherit the position of God of Destruction. Jiren is a talent far more