P.S. An extra 2,000 words were added to the previous chapter. Just refresh it, everyone.
"Bulma, hurry up. I haven't had Earth's little snacks in ages," Marcarita said with smiling eyes.
"Fine."
Since she was an Angel, and Bulma had gotten along quite well with her before, Bulma gave Marcarita a handful of melon seeds.
Gran and the other two cracked melon seeds as they watched the scene ahead.
"Yes, I challenge you, Lord Belmod. I want to see just how powerful a true God of Destruction really is!"
Jiren straightened his back, crimson light surging from his body.
"Kid, don't tell me you think that just because your pure power has reached the Divine-Level Realm Fifth Tier Initial Stage, you can defeat me?"
Belmod was so angry that he laughed.
His power was only at the Divine Realm Fourth Tier Initial Stage, but he had lived for so long, mastered all kinds of divine skills, and possessed the Destruction Rule that could suppress everything. What did Jiren have to fight him with?
"I still want to try!"
The power around Jiren became increasingly terrifying.
"Stubborn fool. Then come!"
The currents of air between heaven and earth suddenly froze. Within the God of Destruction Realm, two figures capable of shaking the starry river faced each other from afar.
The two slowly rose into the air!!
Crimson aura, heavy as mountains, condensed around Jiren's body. His utterly pure physical power surged forth, every inch of muscle tensed to its limit, his eyes cold and still.
Belmod stood opposite him, his training uniform fluttering in the wind. Pale purple divine power of destruction swirled around him, and although his expression was lazy, he carried the majestic authority of a god looking down upon all living things.
The battle was about to