Super Saiyan 4 God of Destruction, Complete!

Son Gohan's wildly arrogant voice echoed through the void.

The contempt on Kakarot's face froze instantly, and his eyes widened before he could stop them.

"God of Spacetime Destruction?"

An utterly absurd thought flashed uncontrollably through his mind. That purple energy of his—the stuff that could corrode my defenses—could it really be divine power? Could he actually be a true god who came here for me?!

That fleeting thought of his was like an execution command to Miracle Power.

As the most primordial source of power, Miracle Power had no self-awareness. It only twisted reality in accordance with its master's "will." Unbeknownst to Kakarot, the Miracle Power within him began to run rampant, transforming into invisible chains of causality and pouring into the boundless void to fill in the logical gaps behind Son Gohan's boast.

Son Gohan keenly sensed the change within himself.

This is my one shot! Son Gohan steeled himself. Ever since he'd agreed at Kami's Palace to become that so-called "God of Spacetime Destruction," Popo had left the two of them with a seed of God of Destruction energy.

He hadn't known what to make of it before. He still hadn't truly mastered Hakai Energy.

But now, with Kakarot's Miracle Power at work, he had a chance not only to master Hakai Energy, but even to go a step further and fuse it with Super Saiyan 4!

His enemy's cheat had instead become the perfect aid to help him break through the barrier between levels!

Son Gohan didn't hesitate any longer. He detonated the seed of God of Destruction energy.

Rumble—!

Destruction Energy rampaged through his body, greedily devouring the vast energy of Super Saiyan 4. The wild instincts of his Legendary Super Saiyan Bloodline sensed a mortal threat and erupted with even more savage energy to fight back.

Two supreme forces, each powerful enough to destroy a universe, began a brutal battle inside him.

"Aaaaargh—!"

A piercing howl tore from Son Gohan's throat. His skin instantly split open with tens of thousands of deep, bone-exposing gashes. The moment his dark red blood welled out, the violent heat vaporized it completely. The surrounding void buckled under the twisting forces, and countless black spatial fissures spread outward at terrifying speed like a giant spiderweb.

Purple lightning and red storms raged and exploded across the silent starry sky.

It hurt so much!

The pain was worse than being cut by a thousand blades. The two raging forces mercilessly ravaged his body, while an invisible power rapidly rebuilt it. Every cycle of destruction and rebirth was a cruel torment that shredded his sanity. If he had to rely on his body alone, he'd probably turn to cosmic dust in less than a minute.

But he had help from a third force.

Miracle Power was like an indestructible adhesive, stubbornly keeping the last thread of his life from snapping.

Below, a feverish mania had somehow appeared on Kakarot's face.

He had no intention of stepping in.

He gazed up longingly at the violently surging ball of light, the muscles in his face trembling with excitement. He could clearly sense Son Gohan's life level undergoing a complete and utter transformation!

It was a metamorphosis that transcended dimensions—the divine realm he had long yearned for!

"Subarashii! So this is the true realm of the gods!" Kakarot burst into wild laughter.

He had no idea that his feverish longing was causing the Miracle Power inside him to pour out like a broken dam, all of it becoming the nourishment Son Gohan needed to break free of his cocoon.

Son Gohan had no time to pay attention to what he was doing. He had reached the crucial moment of his transformation.

"Fuse!"

He actively guided the two rampaging energies within him, forcing them to compress together with brutal force.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The lightning storm in the void reached its peak. Red and purple light erupted madly from his body, intertwining in midair to form a colossal purple-red cocoon that blotted out the sky.

With Miracle Power harmonizing them, the two forces of destruction reached a delicate balance.

After an unknown length of time,

the storm ravaging the stars abruptly stopped. The violent pressure that had made the entire galaxy tremble contracted in an instant, like the retreating tide.

All the purple-red light in the sky flowed back into the tall figure at the center of the cocoon.

Son Gohan slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was as deep as an abyss. Purple now covered his once-golden eyes, but the defiant arrogance in them remained undiminished.

Purple-black energy enveloped his entire body. He still had the form of Super Saiyan 4, but the edges of his formerly dark red fur now shimmered with a mysterious purple-black aura.

He radiated no earth-shaking energy, yet he exuded an overwhelming sense of danger.

At last, he had completely mastered the power of a God of Destruction and perfectly fused it with Super Saiyan 4.

It was a realm that should have taken a long time to achieve. In this moment, with the help of his enemy's power, he had reached it ahead of schedule.

Meanwhile, tens of thousands of miles away, in an asteroid belt,

Trunks was hiding anxiously behind a massive asteroid. He clenched his fists so tightly that sweat had soaked through his clothes.

"Gohan's energy... why has it disappeared?"

Trunks went deathly pale. A moment ago, he could still sense that wildly violent energy, but the next moment, it vanished without a trace, as if it had completely evaporated from the universe.

"No way...! It can't be... Gohan definitely can't lose!"

Trunks's mind went blank. Panic and overwhelming worry shattered his reason. Unable to hold back any longer, he burst into a golden aura, shattering the massive asteroid beneath him into dust.

Ignoring Son Gohan's stern warning not to approach, he went full throttle and shot toward the battlefield on Planet Vegeta like a streak of light, wrapped in green energy.

High above the ruined Planet Vegeta,

Kakarot looked at the transformed Son Gohan, and the mania on his face only intensified! He felt a pressure unlike anything he'd ever experienced. It was like a mouse facing a lion—a primal terror etched into the very essence of life.

Yet he was incredibly excited! It was as if he'd found the true path he'd sought all his life!

"Hey! Son Gohan, come on! Let's fight! Show me just how strong you really are!"

Son Gohan didn't even look at him.

He lowered his gaze to his arms. Purple-black radiance rose and fell steadily with each breath. A tiny piece of metal debris from a destroyed battleship drifted toward his shoulder on the current of air.

Son Gohan raised his left hand and casually brushed his shoulder.

No aura flared. No sound rang out.

The moment his fingers touched the incredibly hard alloy fragment, it silently vanished into absolute nothingness. Not even a speck of dust remained.

This was the power of destruction belonging solely to a God of Destruction.