The Death of Vermoud

"Oh? Earthling, you still have the leisure to chat with me? Shouldn't you be thinking about how to take revenge on me right now? Hahahahaha."

Vegito gave a cold laugh and slowly walked toward Vermoud. Vermoud's smile vanished, and he quickly backed away until there were about ten steps between them. He clenched both fists at his waist and roared up at the sky in fury.

A dark purple aura radiated around Vermoud. The surrounding environment gradually withered under that aura, even crumbling apart. Planet of Destruction, once lush and green, slowly turned into a stretch of sand, though a few patches of vegetation still managed to survive.

The energy of a God of Destruction was indeed terrifying. For the current Vegito, Vermoud counted as the strongest opponent he had encountered so far. But no matter how high his energy was, it was still not enough in front of the Vegito of now.

During the Tournament of Power, Sun Wukong's transformation into Ultra Instinct had shocked everyone. A mortal had actually managed to comprehend the state of angels. At that time, Wukong's power made everyone on the stage pale in comparison. It truly was a crushing attack from a higher dimension—of course, with the exception of Jiren.

"Vermoud, let me see how powerful you really are. I'll give you a fitting death, and after you die, I'll humiliate you thoroughly."

Vegito drew closer and closer, his voice growing louder and louder.

Vermoud did not dare be careless. Destructive power began gathering in his hands, growing from small to large, from few to many. Just then, Vermoud threw all the energy spheres over at once.

If an ordinary person touched the power of destruction, they would be destroyed in an instant. There would not even be time to feel themselves react. But who was Vegito? The Seed of Divine Wrath contained within his body was itself a core condensed from the energy of a God of Destruction. What was more, his current combat power far exceeded Vermoud's.

When Vegito saw those energy spheres coming, he instead brought out the Spirit Sword in his hand and started playing fruit ninja. One came, he sliced one. Before long, only a few of the energy spheres Vermoud had released remained.

When the final one was left, Vegito gathered a power in his leg, both gentle and domineering. Just as the last energy sphere came flying over, Vegito suddenly jumped up and raised his foot. The energy sphere was like a soccer ball; Vegito juggled it twice, toying with it like a soccer player.

"Three... two... one."

After Vegito finished counting, he lifted his foot and fired a furious shot. Like a Cristiano Ronaldo strike, it went straight into the dead corner—but this time, it was not the goal it struck, but Vermoud's face. Vermoud was caught completely off guard by the blow. He had no time to defend before the attack slammed viciously into his face.

"Damn it!"

Vermoud's nose was gushing blood from that hit. He clenched his fist and charged toward Vegito.

"Perfect timing."

The Spirit Sword in Vegito's hand had long been itching to cut Vermoud open and see just what was inside the so-called body of a God of Destruction.

Vegito raised his hand and made a sword-swinging motion. Vermoud quickly pulled back and crouched down, dodging the strike. In the next moment, the Divine Tree planted in Vermoud's courtyard, along with the mountains, were all split horizontally in two by that one slash.

Cold sweat ran down Vermoud's face, but he still did not forget to mock him.

"Is splitting things in half all you can do?"

"Take a closer look."

Vermoud turned his head back, only to see the Divine Tree and the mountains that had been split in two suddenly disappear. Vegito actually possessed this kind of ability. It was exactly the same as the power of destruction.

"How did you..."

Before Vermoud could finish speaking, Vegito raised the Spirit Sword and brutally chopped off his arm.

"So the body of a God of Destruction is this fragile too."

Vermoud's face was filled with shock. He simply could not imagine that a fused Saiyan truly possessed the ability to slaughter a God of Destruction.

Vegito did not waste words. Instead, he once again gathered power in his leg. Very quickly, the aura condensing around his leg took on the shape of a blade, while his thigh was like the hilt of a sword, gripping that blade tightly.

When Vermoud saw this, the terror on his face was already beyond his own control. He turned and started flying. He had no desire to be hit by something like that from Vegito.

But he overestimated his own speed and underestimated Vegito's ability. Just as Vermoud was flying at high speed, Vegito instantly flashed in front of him and raised his leg.

By the time Vermoud realized Vegito was in front of his face, it was already too late to stop. In the end, he could only slam viciously into the leg where Vegito had gathered his energy.

When he first collided with it, he was not completely dead yet. He merely raised his only remaining right hand, as if surrendering to Vegeta. But what Vegito had inherited was Vegeta's decisiveness.

"If I let you go today, then in the future you'll still destroy my home, my friends, even everything I have. I truly don't understand why you people had to attack us."

After Vegito said this, his thigh suddenly exerted force. The blade condensed around his leg pierced through Vermoud's body. In an instant, Vermoud's body split into two halves and fell rapidly toward an unknown planet. Vegito withdrew the right hand and thigh he had used to condense the Spirit Sword, then flew down at high speed, grabbed Vermoud's two-halved body, and pounded it with several vicious punches. After that, he once again condensed the Spirit Sword and hacked his body into pieces.

Looking at the chunks on the ground, Vegito felt only satisfaction, and nothing else.

At this moment, Sun Wukong's signature technique, the "Kamehameha," gathered in Vegito's hands. But the color of this energy wave was not blue. It was purple-black, carrying the wrath of Sun Wukong and Vegeta.

This energy wave slammed fiercely into Vermoud's body. And not just his body—the unknown planet was caught in it as well. With that one blast, the entire planet instantly fell apart as the heavens collapsed and the earth split, shaking violently. Soon, it turned into a speck of dust in the universe, as if it had never existed, reduced to a burial offering.

Vegito then began talking to himself into the empty air. "You're asking how I made the mountain and the Divine Tree instantly vanish just now? Have you forgotten what the core inside my body is called? Whose power it was condensed from?"

After Vegito finished mocking the empty void before him, he had already silently sworn an oath in his heart.

"Beerus, for the sake of our past connection, I'll let you off for now. I'll punish all of you one by one. I'm going to make you Gods of Destruction all experience the fate of becoming dead men."

Vegito withdrew from his Divine Wrath state. His scarlet hair slowly turned black. He stood in the universe, lost in thought, as if wondering who his next target for slaughter would be.