Lite's Betrayal

"Hmm?"

Gran abruptly stopped. The force of his sudden halt rippled across the grassland before instantly exploding.

Smoke and dust billowed, completely obscuring the view.

"I remember you're from Universe 4."

Like a ghost, Gran suddenly appeared behind Lite.

"So... so fast!"

Lite's pupils suddenly contracted. He dug his four claws into the ground and hurriedly turned around.

"Didn't you say you were going to gang up on me? Why are you coming up one by one to offer yourselves?" Gran walked step by step toward the wolf-like creature, his gaze incomparably cold.

If there was any universe among the twelve that absolutely had to be destroyed, it was Universe 4.

"Mr. Gran, wait. I'm not here to fight you. I bear you no hostility."

Lite curled his wolfish body into a tense arch. Gran's pressure was terrifying, and he could not help backing away.

"What do you mean?"

Gran froze.

Wasn't Universe 4 Quitela's universe? Yet his candidate was saying he had no hostility toward him?

Gran became interested and stopped walking.

From his senses, Hit's aura was not in terrible condition either. It would be fine to head over later.

"Mr. Gran, I saw your confrontation with Quitela earlier. I know that you and the God of Destruction of Universe 7 both deeply hate Quitela."

Seeing Gran stop, Lite breathed a sigh of relief. He also stopped retreating and said, "Actually, I don't get along with Quitela either. Even if I return safely to Universe 4 this time, he'll destroy me."

Destroyed by Quitela?

Gran understood at once. This ancient creature had likely been deliberately awakened by Quitela and sent to participate in the Candidate God of Destruction Tournament.

But judging from that disgusting aura around him, he had definitely done something unforgivable in Universe 4.

Use him,