Hearing this, Gran lifted his head as well, his expression turning complicated.
Someone from another universe? And they just happened to invade while the Seventh Universe's God of Destruction and Angel were away?
There was no need to think too hard—this visitor definitely wasn't friendly.
"According to Mr. Popo, that person arrived using a Warp Cube. That alone proves they're connected to another universe's God of Destruction or Angel."
A flash of killing intent flared in Gran's eyes.
After all, an ordinary person could never obtain such an item. Just like in the anime, Hit only acquired the Warp Cube because Vados and Champa gifted it to him.
But which universe's Destroyer sent this one?
Even Gran couldn't guess—Beerus had too many enemies to count.
Popo also fell deep into thought, and the Lookout grew quiet.
"Mr. Popo."
Gran called out, his tone suddenly a little too cheerful to be genuine.
"…What is it?"
Popo's expression tightened.
Why hasn't this guy gone to deal with the intruder yet?
"Since an enemy has invaded our universe, how about you go take care of him?" Gran grinned mischievously.
"..."
Popo's mouth twitched. "Eight years ago, you could kill me without trying. Do you really think I can kill someone else?"
"You're an Angel, aren't you? Don't tell me you don't have some secret ability tucked away." Gran eyed him up and down.
"Unfortunately, this is all the strength I have."
Popo didn't bother explaining further. He simply turned around and walked back toward the Sanctuary.
Whether Gran could win or not wasn't his concern.
"What a strange Angel…"
Watching the shadowy figure disappear, Gran scratched his head.
Then his eyes sharpened.
A mere third-stage divine realm… and he dares act wild in my Seventh Universe?
Gran pressed two fingers to his forehead.
"Found you."
He vanished instantly.
Edge of the East Galaxy
A Warp Cube pierced through a transparent cosmic membrane—the intruder officially entering the Seventh Universe.
He appeared humanoid: blue hair, purple eyes, black metallic skin, and a physique utterly built for violence—"strength" practically carved into every muscle fiber.
This was Orma, the one Quitela had mentioned.
"So this is Universe 7…"
Orma scanned the area, then closed his eyes to sense the surroundings.
To him, this starfield was utterly lacking in powerful lifeforms.
"What a weak universe."
He curled his lip in disdain.
With such a pathetic universe, how strong could their candidate God of Destruction possibly be?
Still, orders were orders.
Quitela wanted him to challenge Universe 7's Candidate Destroyer, so that's what he would do.
"Well then… let's begin."
Orma tightened his fists, and dark energy surged around him.
Attracting the Candidate Destroyer was simple—just destroy a portion of the universe. The candidate would have no choice but to show up.
Just as his power was about to erupt
Whoosh!
A young man wearing a God of Destruction trainee uniform appeared beside him.
"You planning to destroy my universe?"
The moment Gran arrived, he understood the intruder's intent.
If this guy succeeded, Beerus would absolutely tear him apart afterward.
Just imagining the scolding was enough to make his stomach drop.
No way he could let that happen.
Without transforming, Gran threw a punch.
In his base form, the punch wasn't even at divine realm first stage.
But it carried his divine power—and his martial will.
BOOM!!
His fist smashed into Orma's side.
Caught completely off guard, Orma's eyes widened.
"Who?!"
He grunted as the force blasted him through space.
The impact instantly drew the attention of countless beings across Universe 7.
Sacred World of the Kai
"Ancestor, something's happening!"
"Huh? Who's the guy?"
"Old ancestor, never mind that! Look—Gran's arrived!"
"Oh, right! Hahaha! Since Gran became a divine being, that guy's finished!"
Underworld — East Kai's Planet
"Goodness! Where did that pitch-black guy come from? He even dares try destroying my East Galaxy!"
"Thank goodness the Candidate Destroyer arrived!"
The chubby East Kai woman bounced excitedly.
Universe 7 — Galactic Prison
Merus looked toward the East Galaxy.
"…Strange. Which universe is he from?"
"A divine realm third-stage power? Good thing Gran broke through."
All across the universe, gods and guardians focused on the clash.
Orma regained control of his body, staring coldly ahead.
Someone had ambushed him the moment he arrived.
Too sudden.
He couldn't even sense how the attacker had appeared.
"What universe are you from?" a calm voice asked behind him.
"When?!"
Cold sweat drenched Orma's back as he spun around.
Now he finally saw the young man clearly.
Destroyer uniform.
And since all the Destroyers were away at the meeting, this could only be…
The Candidate God of Destruction.
His target.
"No… your… your aura!"
Orma's breath caught.
He couldn't sense anything.
Not a hint.
"You're… you're a divine being?! The Candidate Destroyer of the Seventh Universe is a god?!"
"Surprised?"
Gran smirked, clearly enjoying the reaction.
He had trained eight long years to reach the godly dimension—it felt good to show it off.
He looked Orma up and down.
"You're not someone I recognize. Which universe sent you?"
Blue hair, black skin, purple eyes…
He wasn't anyone from the Tournament of Power.
"Are you from one of the four universes that didn't participate…?"
"You don't need to know. I came to challenge the Candidate Destroyer of Universe 7."
Orma steadied himself.
The opponent was a divine being—but that didn't necessarily mean he was strong.
Even Kaiōshin were technically divine beings, and they weren't exactly terrifying.
"And your punch earlier wasn't strong at all. Not even divine realm first-stage."
Typical of a trash-tier universe like this.
Gran blinked.
Ah… so he's here for me.
He smirked.
"You don't seriously think your strength means you can win, do you?"
From that sneak attack earlier, he already had a rough measure of Orma's power.
Not threatening.
"..."
Orma sneered inwardly.
Trash like you? I could squash you like a bug.
Just as he prepared to attack
Gran raised a hand.
"Hold on. Since you know I'm a Candidate Destroyer, aren't you scared of my Destruction?"
He couldn't use it yet—but Orma didn't know that.
"..."
Orma went quiet.
He was cautious about Destroyer energy.
"…I am afraid. But I still want to challenge you, Candidate Destroyer. Prepare yourself."
His words were polite—his killing intent was not.
Quitela said Universe 7's candidate was garbage.
That earlier punch proved it.
So long as he avoided being hit by actual destruction energy, the victory was his.
He had to kill this candidate before Universe 7's Destroyer returned.
Otherwise he'd never escape.
VMMMM
Orma transformed into a streak of shadow-black light—far too fast for mortal eyes to perceive.
Die!!
He appeared beside Gran, thrusting a deadly energy orb toward his temple.
The orb contained enough force to obliterate an entire region of space.
If it detonated, countless planets would shatter instantly.
"Good. I hope you were hiding some real power just now."
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