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Countless Whises appeared in the void, every move brimming with the ultimate essence of martial arts.
Fast, fierce, precise... Every strike landed squarely on one of Beerus's weak points.
"Aaaaaah!"
Beerus's screams continued to echo through the void.
Kronoa and the others watched with growing delight.
At last!
Three minutes passed, and a silvery-white light bloomed throughout the void.
In an instant, the destroyed God of Destruction Palace and God of Destruction Realm were restored to their original state.
As for Beerus, he hovered in midair. Once a scrawny cat, he was now as swollen as Champa. His head was the worst of it: his face was bruised and puffy, almost like a pig's.
"Hahaha!"
Old Kai and the others clutched their stomachs and burst out laughing at the sight.
"Shut up!"
Beerus had spotted them long ago.
Old Kai still wanted to laugh, but Shin hurriedly clapped a hand over his mouth.
Kronoa stood off to the side, silent as a mouse.
"Whis, heal me," Beerus said, turning to Whis with a pitiful look.
"Your waking temper is gone now, I take it?"
"Y-yes! It's gone!"
"Oh ho ho~~ Good."
Whis held back a laugh as he admired his handiwork—Beerus's battered face. He waved his staff, and Healing Magic enveloped Beerus.
Beerus's injuries vanished at once.
Beerus descended from the air and glanced at Old Kai and the others. "You woke me up because of them, didn't you?"
Whis followed beside him. "Yes."
"I knew it!"
Beerus landed on the viewing platform. After a look at everyone, he said nothing more and headed for the doors.
"Lord Beerus, we need to—"
Shin tried to stop him.
"Don't bother. Let's go."
Old Kai grabbed Shin and