After Marcarita used her angelic power to seal off the entire space, the Clown God of Destruction, Belmod, was the first to lose patience and make a move. A flash of pale-purple light streaked past, and Belmod's figure suddenly appeared beside Jiren.
A chilling killing intent spread out. A string of afterimages surfaced in the void as Belmod stepped forward alone and blocked one of the enemy's attacks for Jiren.
Jiren had been fighting the Monster for a long time, and his stamina had already been greatly depleted. Belmod's arrival came at just the right time to help ease the pressure on him.
"Thank you, Lord Belmod!" Jiren panted.
"Mm. Leave this to me."
Belmod gave a faint nod and stared at the Monster, his entire face cold and ruthless. "Where did that thing come from? It actually pushed you this far."
Jiren's strength ranked among the very best in Universe 11. Even Belmod himself, if he did not use the power of a God of Destruction, could not say he would be able to defeat him.
"That was never a powerful Monster. I chased it for a long time, and then all of a sudden, it became difficult to deal with."
Jiren took a brief rest, then shook his head as he answered.
Jiren's answer surprised the Clown God of Destruction. He nodded, understanding that some kind of unexpected change must have occurred. But no matter what had happened, as the God of Destruction of Universe 11, he would not allow such a terrifying Monster to appear within his jurisdiction.
When the humanoid Monster suddenly saw the uninvited God of Destruction Belmod, its horrifying face grew even more ferocious. Demonic energy poured out, terrifying power coiling around its body, and it actually attacked Belmod directly.
"You're asking to die!"