Omni-King, You Came In Too?

"Hmph, Belmod, quit acting so smug over there. We should leave in order of strength!" Beerus snorted. "I'll go out first, then Quitela, and after that... you three can do whatever you want."

Sidra: "..."

Belmod: "..."

Gin: "..."

What did he mean, we three could do whatever we wanted?

The three of us had differences in strength too, okay?

"Everyone, calm down. We absolutely can't lose our heads at a time like this. We'll all be able to get out eventually anyway," Belmod continued. "Do you really think the Grand Minister would lose to Vegeta? If that happened, whoever got out first would be the unlucky one."

Beerus and the others thought it over carefully. If things really went as Belmod said, that would be terrifying.

If even the Grand Minister was defeated by Vegeta, then why the hell would they go out?

They might as well stay in here obediently.

"That's impossible! How could Vegeta possibly be a match for the Grand Minister? Don't make such a boring joke!" Beerus snorted. "I'm going out first. It's decided!"

The other Gods of Destruction fell silent.

Just because you wanted to go out first meant you could?

We hadn't agreed.

The moment the bottle cap opened, Beerus charged upward first without the slightest hesitation.

However, the other Gods of Destruction hesitated just as little and flew after Beerus.

The five Gods of Destruction inside the Small Bottle reached its mouth almost at the same time.

The result was obvious.

How could any of them get out?

"We're a bunch of idiots! Why did you have to fight me for it?" Beerus roared.

"We agreed that whoever came in first would leave first!" Belmod was the first to protest.

Just then, the Omni-King suddenly darted inside.

The instant the Omni-King entered,