Upon hearing even Baros, his overwhelmingly powerful true self, speak of those figures with such apprehension, Kid Buu's clone immediately reined in his excitement and agitation. He muttered to himself, his expression turning somewhat grave as well.
"Just how strong are they?"
Kid Buu raised his head and gazed into the depths of the void, his pupils growing profound. He felt puzzled, curious, and at the same time, expectant.
"Those beings have existed from ancient times to the present day, tempered and refined by endless years. With my current strength, even if I underwent my most extreme ascension, I estimate I could only wrestle with Champa, whose strength has remained at its former level. As for Beerus..." Baros's gaze pierced through the void, as though looking toward Beerus, who was cultivating somewhere in an unknown region of space. His expression was exceptionally grave. "If Beerus's combat power when he fought me was ten, then after his seclusion, his strength has reached at least thirty or more. Though he may not rival Whis, he stands far above the other Gods of destruction."
The Dragon Ball Macrocosm originally consisted of eighteen Universes.
After the passage of countless ages, six of them vanished for various reasons.
Among the surviving Gods of destruction, the original Beerus had not been particularly powerful, perhaps only above average.
But after his fighting spirit had been awakened, Beerus continued his secluded cultivation and grew stronger.
His strength was such that, even if he could not compare to a special angel like Whis, he was absolutely among the very strongest of all Gods of destruction in the Twelve Universes.
He might even be able to fight some weaker angels.
To be honest, Baros's estimation of his strength had been conservative.
There was no need to say anything about Beerus's