Belmod watched the figure meditating in magma through the crystal ball, his expression somewhat strained.
The mortal rumored throughout the universes to have surpassed the strength of a God of Destruction was none other than Jiren.
So even as Universe 11's God of Destruction, Belmod had no way to force Jiren to do anything.
"Lord Belmod, I don't want to take part in this."
In the image, Jiren suddenly spoke.
"Then Universe 11 will be destroyed! Do you know that Toppo already lost? Without you, our universe can't win. When that happens, the entire universe will be erased!" Belmod's expression darkened.
But Jiren fell silent again and continued meditating with his eyes closed.
After several minutes of this standoff, Belmod could only say, "Jiren, I remember you once told me that your master died at the hands of a demon with a tail, didn't you?"
"Would you like to see who defeated Toppo this time?"
With that, Belmod gave Marcarita beside him a meaningful look, then returned her staff.
Marcarita took the staff and gently tapped it against the ground.
The next instant, an image appeared before Jiren far away.
It showed the battle between Lin Chen and Toppo.
Jiren had kept his eyes closed, utterly indifferent, but then he happened to open them and glance at the image.
In an instant, violent tremors erupted across the planet where Jiren stood.
Magma churned like ocean waves, and volcanoes everywhere began erupting one after another.
Jiren stood amid the flames, flowing magma beneath his feet and erupting volcanoes behind him, his face brimming with murderous intent.
Toppo, standing nearby, stole a glance at the crystal ball and froze.
He had never seen Jiren look so vicious.
"Who is this man?"
An icy voice came from the staff.
Marcarita said, "His name