Foul?

On the arena.

The mountains on this side of the arena had long since been razed to the ground, and even the earth had shattered into countless fragments.

On one of the chunks of rubble, Gran stood before Hit, shielding him from the remaining shockwaves of the explosion.

"Slime, do you know when this guy appeared?"

The Goddess of Love, Rosa, hovered in the air as she moved closer to Belock. Her expression was grave.

"No idea!"

Belock the Slime shook his head.

The two of them had been arguing just moments ago, yet at this instant, they tacitly stopped bringing it up.

"There's something off about him. His power had previously risen from the Sixth Tier Initial Stage to the peak level. No one knows whether that was his full strength!"

Rosa watched Gran on the rubble with cautious eyes.

Hearing this, Belock was slightly stunned. He had not expected the Fat Woman, who weighed over three hundred jin, to be so meticulous.

"This guy really is mysterious. No wonder those Gods of Destruction had us all gang up on him. But..."

Belock swept his gaze around. Six figures were rushing toward them from the northern side of the arena.

They were:

Lion Lambert of Universe 1.

Mummy Harry of Universe 5.

Fox Joel of Universe 8.

Muscle Man Primo of Universe 10.

Proud Warrior Jiren of Universe 11.

Golden Sea Monster Blair of Universe 12.

"Those guys finally made it. No matter how mysterious or powerful that guy is now, he can't possibly be our match."

Belock looked warily toward the north.

Once they killed Universe 7's Candidate God of Destruction, the next stage would be a massive battle among themselves. These guys were all experts too!

While Belock and Rosa waited for Jiren and the others to