"I don't believe it!!!"
Moro launched another attack, his eyes bloodshot.
But Beerus proved through his actions that even when their power was roughly equal, their fighting ability could be worlds apart.
Moro couldn't get even 50% effectiveness out of 100% of his power.
Beerus, however, could get 120%, or even 150%, out of 100% of his power.
With one falling short and the other exceeding his limits, the gap between them was like heaven and earth.
Moro spread the fingers of both hands, unleashing a constant barrage of Energy Spheres at Beerus amid thunderous explosions.
This was the Prince's Battle Style everyone knew so well.
But the Prince's Battle Style had a well-documented track record. It was practically synonymous with impotent rage and couldn't hurt Beerus at all.
Beerus flashed out of the center of the explosions completely unscathed and smashed a fist into Moro's face, knocking it askew and sending several teeth flying.
Blood sprayed from Moro's mouth as Beerus's punch sent him flying.
He felt as though his brain had nearly been beaten to mush. The entire world kept spinning.
At that moment, Moro knew he had run into a truly formidable opponent.
If only I could copy his abilities. As his body hurtled through the air, he began scheming again.
Just then, Beerus pressed his palm against Moro's chest and softly uttered:
"Destruction!"
The power of destruction surged out through his palm.
But a moment later, Beerus was surprised again.
Moro's body hadn't dissolved into the wind as he had expected.
It only took Beerus an instant to understand.
The abilities Moro currently possessed belonged to Merus. That was an Angel's power.
Although his destruction was a God of Destruction's Divine Technique, it wasn't nearly as effective against angel power.
A higher-level ability countered his own.