Divine Blood and Will of Destruction

His tone was truly hard to read—there was amazement at the absurd situation before him, but also a hint of displeasure at the battle slipping out of control.

But if one listened closely, something else lay hidden at its deepest point.

Vampa's orbit was silent.

Whis gently closed the bag of rainbow cosmic crisps in his hand.

Snack crumbs drifted slowly in zero gravity, like tiny specks of stardust.

His staff hovered at his side without a sound.

The blue crystal orb at its tip shimmered with a faint glow, projecting the earth-shattering battle on the planet below onto the screen before him without missing a single detail.

Whis, who usually wore a carefree, teasing smile, had widened his eyes slightly now, and rare gravity had appeared on his face.

His slender fingers tapped unconsciously against his staff, the faint taps carrying a trace of tension.

"My, my..." he sighed softly.

The sound could not travel through the vacuum, but he truly was a little worried. "Lord Beerus is serious this time."

He turned his gaze downward.

The once-barren Vampa had now become an inferno where a god and a legend clashed.

Broly floated several hundred meters above the ground. Beneath him lay a vast crater repeatedly plowed by energy storms, transformed into scorched, glassy wasteland.

The emerald-green aura blazing around him no longer resembled an ordinary halo, but living stellar prominences.

The aura churned violently, roaring like a beast. Every surge made the space within several kilometers groan under unbearable strain.

The air was ionized by the intense heat, crackling as it refracted strange, distorted light.

His chest rose and fell violently, each breath like a storm inhaling and exhaling.

White vapor escaped his nose and mouth, only to be instantly evaporated by the blazing aura.

The moment sweat emerged, it was dried away by the aura, leaving only pale streaks of salt across his bronze skin.

Yet in those beast-like eyes, where was there even a trace of exhaustion or fear? Instead, unprecedented, almost crazed fighting intent locked firmly onto the opponent before him.

His opponent—the God of Destruction, Beerus.

Beerus slowly raised his head. The purple in his feline eyes seemed to have caught fire, cold and savage.

Broly stood alone, forcibly enduring terrifying pressure capable of crushing stars.

The ground beneath him had long since turned to powder, and his entire body floated within violent torrents of energy.

His body trembled slightly, but he was not afraid in the least. The trembling came more from excitement deep within his bloodline, from the thrill of his battle instincts.

Like a volcano that had slept for countless years, finally finding an outlet to erupt.

Because he could now clearly feel it—this was the true power of Beerus, the God of Destruction!

Those seemingly world-ending exchanges before had all been mere warm-ups, casual probes, nothing more than a little game a god played on a whim to pass the time.

Now, this supreme deity who had lived for billions of years and ruled over destruction had finally cast aside all casualness and bared his fangs for real.

"This is more like it... This is worthy of... making me burn with everything I have!"

Broly's voice was hoarse, like grinding gravel, carrying the wild joy and ferocity of a beast breaking free from its chains.

He suddenly spread his arms wide and threw back his head in a silent roar.

The legendary Super Saiyan energy within him began to circulate, burn, and erupt at an unprecedented speed, nearly reaching the point of self-destruction!

The primordial power buried deep within his bloodline, belonging to ancient legend, was completely ignited and unleashed at this moment!

BOOM—!!!

The emerald-green aura was no longer merely surging forth—it exploded!

It instantly swelled from deep green into an almost viscous dark green, like the chaos that devoured all things at the birth of the universe—heavy, violent, and filled with primal force.

His muscles swelled once more to a terrifying degree, veins bulging and coiling like massive dragons.

His height shot past two and a half meters, turning his entire body into a dark-green iron giant god.

Even the power beneath a single inch of his skin was enough to instantly destroy a planet.

His wild mane of long hair had completely transformed into burning emerald flames, every strand standing on end and whipping violently with the energy storm.

His pupils turned blazing gold, while his irises became bottomless dark-green abysses.

The light shining from them made one's scalp tingle with terror at a single glance.

The space around him began to warp and fracture over a vast area, revealing bizarre dimensional rifts beyond.

Beerus hovered opposite him, silently watching Broly complete this astonishing transformation.

The purple flames in his eyes burned even brighter, yet felt even colder, as if they could burn away every law in the universe.

"Not bad. Very good."

Beerus's voice was low and calm, yet more chilling than any roar.

Every word carried the rhythm of destruction. "But do you think this... is enough?"

As soon as the words fell, Beerus vanished on the spot.

Not the afterimage of high-speed movement, but a genuine, utterly unpredictable disappearance.

Broly's combat instincts, pushed to their limit, only had time to sound their sharpest warning. In his field of vision, a fist wrapped in dense purple Destruction energy appeared out of nowhere directly before his chest and slammed into him solidly.

There was no flashy technique behind this punch.

Yet it was more terrifying than all the previous attacks combined!

The Destruction energy around the fist was no longer merely a fluctuation. It had been compressed to an extreme, with only one purpose—to erase the existence known as "Broly" at its very root!

"Ughaaah—!"

Broly's massive body flew backward like a meteor struck by a cosmic warhammer!

The space he passed through was plowed open by a long black fissure.

But this time, he reacted faster than lightning!

Even as his body was still flying backward out of control, his hands had already formed a seal before his chest. Dark green energy instantly gathered in his palms, transforming into a heavy shield engraved with ancient Saiyan runes, firmly blocking his chest.

Sizzle—!

Purple Destruction energy and dark green Super Saiyan energy collided madly, grinding against each other with a teeth-grating screech as sparks flew everywhere.

"It's not... over yet!!!"

Broly's eyes flew wide open, blood vessels spreading through his golden pupils.

He violently twisted his waist in midair and stomped hard with both feet!

It was as though solid ground had appeared beneath him. Two huge bursts of air exploded outward, forcefully halting his backward momentum.

A low growl rumbled from his throat. Bracing behind the rapidly dimming shield, he actually forced Beerus's fist of destruction back, inch by inch, until it was held a foot before him!

Dark green and purple energy briefly deadlocked amid the shattered starry expanse.

The next second, his figure vanished, leaving behind only an afterimage that distorted the air. He shot toward Beerus in the sky several times faster than before.

At that moment, Vampa's gray sky seemed to be cleaved apart by two meteors—one a comet blazing with golden flames, the other a ghostly light wrapped in purple lightning of destruction.

Gold and purple, the two streaks of light collided violently above the barren planet.

Boom—!!!

At the instant of impact, time itself seemed to freeze for a moment. Then a visible shockwave mixed with fragments of energy burst outward.

The ripples spread at incredible speed, warping and shaking space in their wake. Even the floating chunks of celestial rock in the distance silently crumbled into dust.

Vampa let out a violent groan. Its already fractured ground shattered like an eggshell into countless bottomless chasms, while crimson magma surged from the planet's wounds like blood, staining half the sky dark red.

And this was merely the aftermath of a single collision.

The two lights had barely separated before crashing together violently in the air again the very next second.