Zeno Returns

The moment Hit fell to the ground outside the arena.

The outcome on the stage had been completely decided.

Universe 6 had suffered a crushing five-match losing streak.

The score was frozen at an eye-catching zero to five.

Champa's suspended heart sank completely to the bottom.

His face turned from purple to black.

Being shut out on the scoreboard

had crushed what remained of his dignity.

Champa did not care in the slightest about the mortals' strength.

Nor did he care who the Super Dragon Balls belonged to.

He was not even interested in the outcome of the match itself.

He simply could not accept Beerus's mockery.

The two Gods of Destruction had fought for countless centuries.

Pride mattered more than anything else.

Although their opponents were absurdly powerful,

so powerful that they could not be beaten without a God of Destruction,

Champa was an exceedingly willful god.

The logic of powerful gods had never been reasonable.

He did not care about the practical difficulty of carrying out the task.

He only knew that he had assigned them a task,

and these mortals had failed to complete it properly.

If they bungled the job, they had to pay the price.

These mortal underlings would now face his judgment.

Their fate was to be utterly destroyed and erased.

"Useless trash!"

Champa sprang up from his seat.

His eyes burned with fire, and his whole body trembled with rage.

His furious roar echoed through the skies.

"You couldn't even win a single match!"

"I'll destroy every last one of you!"

The Universe 6 spectator seats fell deathly silent.

Cabba's face instantly turned pale.

Hit's eyes likewise turned cold.

He casually brushed the dust from his body.

A chilling sorrow rose within him.

In the eyes of a God of Destruction,

mortals had