When Broly transformed into a Super Saiyan, the energy pouring from his body shocked even Toppo, who had already entered his God of Destruction state.
"Is this guy a monster? How does he keep getting stronger the more he fights?"
Beside Marcarita, Dyspo clutched his arm as he struggled to his feet, asking in confusion.
"If the intelligence I received is correct, he should be a mutant Super Saiyan from Universe 7," Marcarita answered.
"A mutant Super Saiyan? What's that?" Dyspo was completely baffled. Universe 11 had no such race as Saiyans.
Marcarita glanced at Dyspo and said, "They are a race from Universe 7. Their defining trait is their exceptional talent for battle, and they can continuously grow stronger during combat."
Dyspo's eyes narrowed. "If all Saiyans are like this guy, then Universe 7 is terrifying."
But Marcarita shook her head. "He is merely one of the more unusual Saiyans. Not every Saiyan possesses this kind of talent and strength."
Toppo could already feel his body beginning to buckle under the excessive strain, but he had no other choice now.
If only I had a few more years to master this power of destruction... Toppo lamented inwardly.
He had only gained a preliminary grasp of the power of a God of Destruction. Like the Kaioken, it placed a terrifying burden on the body, unless one trained their physical body until it could accommodate the power of destruction—or ascended completely into a God of Destruction.
If it were Jiren, this guy would probably have lost long ago. Toppo thought of Jiren again, the man who had personally rejected the request to become a God of Destruction and had never shown them a pleasant face.
Yet Jiren's talent and strength far surpassed all of theirs. It was even said that Belmod,