What the hell was this ability to ignore attacks?
Was there really anyone in the world who could do that?
But the scene before them told them that someone really could.
The angels' eyes widened.
The battle continued.
With the Perfect Autonomous State, Louis moved like a slippery eel, dodging every attack from the Candidate Gods of Destruction.
Even when he failed to dodge, he simply ignored their attacks.
The Candidate Gods of Destruction soon realized what was happening and were stunned.
Their attacks landed on Louis, yet they couldn't hurt him at all.
One second passed, then another.
In the end, Louis's stamina began to give out. Facing ten opponents at once was simply too much.
He couldn't maintain the Autonomous State for long. Without it, he wouldn't even be able to put up a fight against the candidates.
"Hahaha, he's running out of stamina! Get him!" Troy, the Candidate God of Destruction from Universe 4, burst out laughing.
This was so frustrating!
He'd gone to all that trouble to hit the kid, and the kid hadn't taken a single scratch.
Beerus must have given the kid some kind of trump card. No wonder he dared to take on ten opponents at once.
The other candidates thought the same thing as Troy. They couldn't think of any other explanation.
"Once he's out of stamina, let's see how he ignores our attacks!"
"Get him!"
The Candidate Gods of Destruction roared as they charged at Louis.
Louis hovered in the void. He really didn't have a shred of strength left.
"This is so frustrating!"
Louis glanced at Beerus in the distance.
Damn it, just to help Beerus save face, he had to put up with being ganged up on a little longer.
Damn it!
Forget it!
He wouldn't fight back!
Let it all be destroyed!
He was really tired!
Louis gave up resisting and let the other Candidate Gods of Destruction rain their attacks down on him.
Seeing this, the candidates were overjoyed, and their attacks grew even more ferocious.
Boom!
Boom!
Louis's figure disappeared beneath a thick cloud of smoke.
Just as the ten Candidate Gods of Destruction thought they had killed Louis—
Inside the smoke,
Their attacks struck Louis, and a faint white glow appeared around him.
[Immunity]
Immune to all negative effects.
Louis's clothes had been blown to shreds, but he was completely unharmed!
In the distance,
"Get ready, get ready!"
Seeing Louis's figure swallowed by the smoke, Beerus raised his voice, preparing to start mocking the others.
The Gods of Destruction were taken aback by Beerus's expression.
Champa frowned. "You skinny twig, your disciple's dead. Aren't you even sad?"
Sidra, the God of Destruction from Universe 9, curled his lip. "Beerus, have you lost your mind? Can't you see your disciple's dead?"
Belmod, the God of Destruction from Universe 10, shook his head. "That's why you shouldn't get too cocky. What a shame to lose such a gifted genius."
The other Gods of Destruction joined in with their jeers.
Quitela laughed especially loudly.
He and Beerus had always been enemies. Seeing his rival's successor die was simply wonderful.
But then!
The smoke in the sky began to clear, and a figure slowly emerged.
Quitela's laughter cut off abruptly. Beerus, meanwhile, burst out laughing.
"How is this possible!!!"
Quitela's pupils shrank.
Geene, the God of Destruction from Universe 12, pointed up at the sky, unable to believe his eyes. "Beerus, how is he still alive?"
"Hahaha!"
Beerus laughed heartily, looking around at the other Gods of Destruction. "Come on, don't tell me ten of you couldn't beat one person!"
Shock filled the eyes of all the Gods of Destruction.
All ten Candidate Gods of Destruction had landed their attacks on Louis, and he was completely unharmed?
How was that possible!
"Beerus, what's going on with your guy? Why isn't he hurt at all?"
Quitela said coldly, "Did you do something?"
Beerus walked up to Quitela, poked him in the chest, and sneered. "You piece of trash, can't you tell whether I did anything?"
He glanced at the angels in the distance and continued, "Even if your eyesight's too poor to see, surely your attendants can?"
Turning back, Beerus shoved his face right up against Quitela's and laughed. "Did you really think ten of you could beat my successor?"
After being mocked for more than a decade, he'd finally gotten to mock them right back. It felt amazing!
"You..."
Quitela clenched his fists, burning with rage. But before he could say anything, Beerus walked up to Iwan, the God of Destruction.
"You furry ball, you think you can mock me? Who do you think you are?"
"Furry ball?"
Iwan pointed at himself, blazing with anger. "Beerus, you're dead—"
A purple glow rose around Iwan, and Destruction Energy spread across the sky.
Beerus curled his lip and waved his hand. The Destruction Energy in the sky vanished instantly.
Ignoring Iwan, Beerus went over to Champa and lightly patted his cheek. "You fat pig, your successor's not much better!"
One taunt after another.
Beerus walked up to Belmod, the God of Destruction. "Your Candidate God of Destruction... never mind. He didn't attack, so I won't mock you."
"Hahaha!"
"I'm dying! What a bunch of losers. You spent more than a decade preparing just to see me made a fool of."
"Hahaha! In my eyes, you're nothing but a joke!"
Beerus clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he doubled over. "Did you see how good my judgment was?"
"You ignorant fools! This is hilarious!"
"Imagine sticking your faces right in front of me just so I could hit you. I can't believe people this ridiculous exist—and there are eleven of you!"
"Hahahaha!"
Beerus kept mocking them, and the Gods of Destruction grew redder and redder in the face.
Beerus was right. They'd spent more than a decade preparing for this day, when they would beat the Candidate God of Destruction from Universe 7.
Then they'd mock Beerus mercilessly!
Who could have guessed Louis would be so absurdly powerful, able to withstand attacks from ten Candidate Gods of Destruction at the second level of the God Realm without getting hurt?
What a disgrace!
At that moment, the eleven Gods of Destruction wished they could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
All they could do was hope their successors would beat Louis in the fight that followed!
But...
No matter how they attacked, it had no effect!
Louis could completely ignore their attacks. He hadn't suffered a single injury.
What the hell was this?
After a long while,
The Candidate Gods of Destruction continued attacking Louis, but he was still completely unharmed.
In the end, the ten candidates ran out of strength and fell straight from the sky.
"Honored Gods of Destruction, your successors aren't much better!" Louis laughed from above, his upper body bare.
On the ground, the Gods of Destruction seethed with rage. They were the strongest gods in the universe, yet a mere youngster had mocked them!
Heles ground her back teeth together. "Beerus, is your successor always this rude?"
"Rude?"
Beerus looked down his nose at the Gods of Destruction and sneered. "You ten-on-one'd him just now. That wasn't very gentlemanly of you!"
"You..."
Heles's eyes blazed.
"All right, Lord Beerus. Since the sparring's over, I'm off!"
High above, Louis was about to use Instant Transmission to go to Namek when he suddenly turned to look down at the Gods of Destruction.
"You came here to cause trouble for Universe 7. You'd better be ready for me to cause trouble in your universes!"
As he spoke, Louis glared at Quitela and sneered. "All the other Candidate Gods of Destruction held back. Only Troy from your universe went for the kill. Very good. Very good!"
With that, Louis disappeared.
All that remained was a group of bewildered Gods of Destruction and a gathering of stunned angels.
That kid had actually dared to threaten a God of Destruction!
When he came to his senses,
Quitela's eyes blazed as he pointed at Beerus and shouted, "Beerus, does your guy have a death wish?"
He was already furious at being mocked by Beerus, that skinny twig. And now some loser who hadn't even reached the God Realm was threatening him!
"A death wish?"
Beerus snorted. "You told your guy to go for the kill. You'd better pray Louis never reaches our level. Otherwise, you're dead!"
Beerus knew how vengeful Saiyans could be. Louis would definitely come after Quitela someday!
"I'm dead? Hahaha, that's hilarious! If I hadn't gone easy on you just now, he wouldn't have made it out of there alive!"
Quitela's face twisted with rage. He was about to explode. A loser had threatened him, saying he'd come after him someday!
The other Gods of Destruction had no time for their feud. They wanted to demand an explanation from Beerus: what was going on with Louis? How could he ignore the Candidate Gods of Destruction's attacks?
But then a voice called out.
"Lord Quitela, let's go!"
Cognac, the attendant angel of Universe 4, brought the exhausted Troy over to Quitela. The three of them disappeared instantly.
"What's going on?"
The Gods of Destruction grew uneasy. Why did Cognac look so grim as he left?
"Lord Belmod, we should go too."
"Lord Champa, we're leaving."
"Lord Heles..."
All the attendant angels hurriedly took their respective Gods of Destruction and left Universe 7.
Only Beerus and Whis remained on the Void Battlefield.
Beerus was in a great mood. He looked at Whis. "Did you tell them about Louis's [Immunity]?"
"Yes."
Whis replied calmly, "But I only told them about Louis's [Immunity]. I didn't mention that divine aura or what my father told me earlier."
"Good, good. That kid Louis..."
Before Beerus could finish,
Whis spoke up. "Lord Beerus, they also asked me about the tower in the northern part of Earth!"
"What did you tell them?"
"I said I didn't know. I'm guessing my big sister and the others have all gone to see my father."
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