Dragon Ball World: Martial Glory Shakes the Cosmos

The greatsword descended viciously, carrying an aura of destruction that threatened to obliterate everything.

Bang!

There was no explosion, nor were there any screams—only a dull thud.

Gokua's face turned deathly pale. Even the hand gripping the greatsword had begun to tremble.

Before him, Baros had merely extended his right hand and firmly blocked his greatsword.

Moreover, his hand was not even wrapped in qi. Relying solely on his powerful fleshly body, he had calmly caught Gokua's all-out strike.

Even so, his right hand had not suffered the slightest injury.

"So powerful..." Gokua muttered involuntarily.

This was undoubtedly the strongest person he had ever seen.

Even Bojack would have needed to exert some effort to catch that strike of his.

Yet this Divine Martial Great Emperor had caught it effortlessly with a single hand.

From that alone, it was clear that Baros was far more powerful than Bojack—not merely by a little.

Baros swept his gaze indifferently over Gokua and said, "This is your full strength? Nothing impressive!"

Ignoring Gokua's ugly expression, Baros abruptly withdrew the right hand gripping the greatsword, then lightly flicked the blade with a finger.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out. Before Gokua could even react, a crack appeared at the tip of the blade and rapidly spread across its entire length.

With a crash, the greatsword shattered into fragments scattered across the ground.

"H-How is that possible...?" Gokua swallowed hard, his eyes filled with disbelief.

His greatsword had been forged from the hardest mineral in the entire universe.

But... but it could not even withstand a single finger from this man!

God! What kind of monster had they provoked?

Gokua's face was filled with despair. He had lost—lost utterly, without the slightest room to turn things around.

At that moment, Baros's cold, domineering voice rang