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"It's impossible... How can this be!"

Angel Vados frowned slightly, his expression becoming unusually serious.

No one understood better than him how powerful the protective barrier he had set up was.

This barrier could withstand battles between Gods of Destruction.

But now, the divine aura emanating from this Mortal made him tremble...

"This... such an immense divine aura, not weaker than Lord Champa's... How did he do it?"

At that moment, Angel Vados's view of Katakana subtly changed.

Neither he nor the God of Destruction Champa could afford to underestimate this Mortal from the Seventh Universe.

After all, being able to command such a vast divine aura meant Katakana's strength was already comparable to that of a God of Destruction.

Of course, this was assuming the God of Destruction didn't use their destructive power.

"What's going on with this guy? His divine aura surpasses mine!!"

"But... damn b*****d... how can this be!!"

Champa clenched his fists, trying to suppress the shock in his heart.

He was a mere Mortal, without any divine status—how could he possess such immense divine power?

How did this guy manage to do it?

Champa pondered this question countless times but couldn't find an answer.

"Could it be... that skinny Beerus secretly trained him?"

"Tsk!"

Champa spat in frustration, feeling annoyed.

If this guy was really trained by that b*****d Beerus, then he absolutely had to defeat him.

Otherwise, if word got out, wouldn't the other Gods of Destruction think that Champa couldn't even defeat Beerus's little apprentice?

Champa absolutely couldn't accept such humiliation.

"What? Lord Champa, aren't you going to make a move? Planning to retreat back to the Sixth Universe? That would be too boring!"

Katakana chuckled at Champa, his tone deliberately provocative.

Since he'd finally encountered a worthy opponent, Katakana had no intention of letting him escape.

What's more, after transforming into Super Saiyan God Rosè Three, the boundless energy surging through his body gave him immense confidence.

It wouldn't be easy for Champa to defeat him without using destructive power.

"Stupid rat, just because you've gotten a bit stronger, you think you can defeat a God of Destruction?"

"Go to hell!"

Champa's voice was cold and furious as he punched directly at Katakana.

The punch tore through space, creating ripples that distorted the surrounding void.

The speed was astonishing, even causing Katakana, in his Rosè Three form, to show a shocked expression.

But that was all.

"It seems Lord Champa is using his full strength now. In that case, let's see whether the God of Destruction is stronger or my Rosè Three is better!"

Katakana's eyes narrowed as his body surged forward, his fist gleaming like a rose-red spear as it collided head-on with Champa's punch.

Boom!

The impact created shockwaves that spread in circles, obliterating nearby planets.

Even Vados's protective barrier hummed from the force.

Under the impact, Champa's body was sent flying backward, smashing through countless meteorites and small planets before crashing into the barrier.

On the other hand, Katakana merely retreated a few hundred meters, his expression calm and relaxed, as if the punch had no effect on him.

"Damn... damn..."

"You dare do this to a God of Destruction? I won't forgive you!"

Champa was enraged, his only thought now was to kill Katakana.

He would teach this Mortal a lesson for offending a God of Destruction.

"Stupid rat, I won't hold back this time!"

"Even if that skinny Beerus comes, I'll kill you today!"

As soon as his words fell, Champa launched another punch at Katakana.

No matter how strong this guy was or how powerful his divine aura, Champa was still a God of Destruction—the pinnacle existence of the universe.

He was confident that victory would be his.

The laws of destruction at his command would suppress any opponent.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Katakana's body flickered and vanished, dodging Champa's punch effortlessly.

In the next instant, he reappeared behind Champa like a ghost, launching a heavy kick.

Katakana's speed was astonishing, giving Champa no chance to dodge.

Caught off guard, Champa could only turn quickly and raise his arms to shield his chest and head, minimizing the damage.

Boom!

Katakana's powerful kick collided with Champa's arms, sending him flying backward.

His feet dragged against the ground, carving two deep marks.

"Only using 80% of my Rosè Three's power can achieve this level... If I go all out, I wonder how strong it would be..."

Katakana looked at his raised leg with satisfaction before slowly retracting it, his face filled with excitement.

Although he had transformed into Rosè Three, he couldn't fully unleash its power yet.

But even using only 80% of its energy had already reached this level.

If he unleashed 100% or entered an even stronger state, how terrifying would that be?

Thinking about it, Katakana couldn't help but feel thrilled.