"I... what is this?"
At that moment, Hit, who had been lying on the ground, slowly got to his feet. Staring at his hands, he said in shock, "Shouldn't I have died?"
"Died from what?"
Gran withdrew his gaze and said teasingly, "Without my permission, who could kill you?"
Those words were incredibly domineering, making Hit's heart shudder.
At the same time, he recalled that, just before he lost consciousness, Gran seemed to have fed him something.
That thing must have saved his life!
"Thank you, Lord Gran, for saving my life!" Hit bowed deeply to Gran.
"Enough. Since we're allies, I won't let them take you out."
Gran swept his gaze around again. The other Candidate Gods of Destruction had all drawn closer.
"They're coming. Just stand behind me later."
"Alright."
Looking at Gran's back, Hit suddenly felt something strange... an overwhelming sense of security.
At that moment!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The sound of air being torn apart echoed from all around. The remaining six Candidate Gods of Destruction had finally arrived.
This section of the arena had been blasted into pieces by Rosa. Countless rocks floated within The Void, while Gran and Hit stood atop one enormous boulder.
Many shattered rocks floated around them as well. Jiren and the other five stood on separate chunks of stone, surrounding Gran and Hit.
No one spoke. The arena was terrifyingly silent.
In truth, the Candidate Gods of Destruction were extremely wary of Gran.
He was the candidate of that Strongest God of Destruction. Both his Dimension and power had reached astonishing levels.
Especially his power—it had risen from the Sixth Tier Initial Stage to the Sixth Tier Peak in such a short time.
No one knew whether that was even his full strength!
While the Candidate Gods of Destruction observed