Dare to Bully My God of Destruction? (Part 1)
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“Apologies for the scene, Merus, Ren,” Gowasu said to them, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
“It’s nothing…” Merus responded with a casual smile.
“Sometimes training a disciple is just so troublesome; you have to solve all kinds of issues for them,” Gowasu sighed helplessly.
“Yes, indeed,” Merus nodded in agreement, his mind briefly recalling the unreliable antics of Majin Buu.
“You can still swap this disciple out, you know,” Ren suggested. “He’s clearly not suited to be a proper Supreme Kai.”
Gowasu: “…”
“Well… hahahaha… about that…” Gowasu was momentarily at a loss for words, but he didn’t agree with Ren’s suggestion either.
Despite the heated conflict earlier, where Gowasu had been tempted to replace Zamasu immediately, now that his emotions had settled, he realized Zamasu was still the best choice.
After all, Zamasu managed the Northern Universe impeccably, and there wasn’t a single major issue with his performance. Plus, among the four Kais, Zamasu was the most talented.
If I replace him, who will I find to become the next Supreme Kai? I’m retiring in a few decades. I need someone reliable to take over and support me in my old age.
Ren could tell Gowasu wasn’t taking his suggestion seriously, so he dropped the matter. However, he thought to himself that Zamasu might need a wake-up call.
If you dare mess with my Supreme Kai, Goku, I’ll grind you into the dirt!
At that moment, Ren’s communicator vibrated.
Ren pulled it out and glanced at the screen. A familiar voice immediately echoed from the device.
“Ren, a God of Destruction is attacking me!” Broly’s voice exclaimed.
Ren’s eyes narrowed instantly.
Smack!
Ren raised his right hand slightly, and a ball of Angelic Power appeared. Within the glowing energy, images began to flicker.
In an instant, Broly’s image appeared within the vision. Ren focused intently on him and noticed Mosco was pursuing and attacking Broly.
Nearby, Sidra was watching the scene with a menacing look, as if he might as well have “accomplice” written across his face.
“Ren, what’s going on?” Merus noticed the sudden change in Ren’s expression and stepped forward to ask.
At the same time, Merus looked into the Angelic Power that Ren had summoned and saw what was happening.
“What are they trying to do?” Merus said, sensing something was wrong. “And why does Broly look different? Where’s my Buu?”
“Broly, explain slowly,” Ren said, glancing at Gowasu. “Gowasu, could you send us to Universe 9 after this? Right to where this man is?”
After speaking, Ren waved his hand sharply.
Whoosh!
The Angelic Power in Ren’s hand expanded in front of Gowasu, projecting the live image directly onto the scene.
Suddenly, the situation was displayed in front of Gowasu, as though they were witnessing the events unfold firsthand.
“Universe 9, right? No problem,” Gowasu nodded repeatedly.
“Mosco is attacking me! He’s accusing me of killing his son!” Broly complained through gritted teeth. “I can’t beat him. I used my armor, but I still can’t win!”
“Broly, where’s Buu?” Merus asked urgently.
“I used the armor but still couldn’t win, so I let Buu absorb me,” Broly explained. “Buu let me control the body. We’re in a fused state right now.”
“Oh, that explains why you look a bit off,” Merus nodded in realization.
“Wait there; I’m coming now!” Ren’s expression darkened.
Someone dared to bully my God of Destruction?
How could I let that slide?
Whoosh!
Ren waved his hand again, temporarily turning off the holographic projection.
At that moment, Zamasu appeared, carrying a teapot. He noticed that Ren, Merus, and even Gowasu had rather grim expressions.
“What’s going on?” Zamasu asked curiously.
“Hand over the tea,” Ren gestured toward Zamasu, extending his right hand to take the tray.
“Hmph, no need to suck up to me,” Zamasu scoffed but handed over the tray nonetheless.
Ren passed the tray to Merus.
Merus, utterly confused, took the tea, unsure of what Ren was up to.
Smack!
Without warning, Ren leaped up and delivered a powerful kick to Zamasu’s face.
“Ooowwww…”
Zamasu let out a scream as he flew backward, crashing hard into the ground.
Smack!
With another swift motion, Ren waved his hand, sending a surge of invisible Angelic Power toward Zamasu. He pulled Zamasu’s body back toward him with a single gesture.
In an instant, Zamasu was back at Ren’s side, and Ren delivered a brutal slap across Zamasu’s face. Then, he stomped on Zamasu’s head, driving him into the ground, leaving a crater where his face had been pressed.
“Aaaah… ahhhh… aaaahhh…”
Zamasu screamed in agony, blood spilling from his mouth as his body felt like it was falling apart.
“Zamasu, from the start, you’ve been provoking me again and again. You’ve got guts!” Ren said coldly.
Merus was dumbfounded, unable to process what had just happened.
Gowasu was speechless, utterly stunned by the scene.
“Consider this a lesson for today. Next time you see me, you better kneel and pay your respects! If not, I’ll beat you every time!” Ren growled, grinding his foot against Zamasu’s face with force.
“Aaah… aaahhh…” Zamasu’s groans of pain continued, his expression dazed and confused.
“I’ll spare your life out of respect for Gowasu. But remember this,” Ren said coldly as he lifted his foot, releasing Zamasu’s face.
Smack!
With a swift kick, Ren sent Zamasu flying into the sky.
Then, turning calmly to Merus, Ren said, “Just a little warm-up with him.”
Merus: “…”
“Apologies for the trouble, Gowasu,” Ren said to Gowasu, who was still at a loss for words.
“Now, take us to Universe 9,” Ren requested.
“I’ll come too!” Merus stepped forward.
Ren nodded slightly.
“Alright… very well,” Gowasu agreed, stretching out his arms to initiate Instant Transmission.
Boom!
At that moment, Zamasu, who had been kicked into the sky, crashed back down onto the Supreme Kai’s realm, leaving a massive crater in the ground.
Gowasu could only sigh in disbelief.
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In Universe 9, the cosmic void.
Mosco quickly conversed with Sidra.
“Hey, Sidra, things aren’t looking good. It seems that guy is communicating with the trainee angel and the human angel,” Mosco said darkly as he charged toward Broly, launching a fierce attack.
Broly didn’t engage directly, instead retreating while conveying everything to Ren.
Sidra furrowed his brows, stepping forward in front of Mosco.
“Sidra, what do we do?” Mosco was at a loss.
“They’ll take some time to arrive, won’t they?” Sidra asked.
“I’m not sure,” Mosco responded, shaking his mechanical head.
“This is a headache… what else can we do? Just let it be,” Sidra mused. “It’s not a huge loss for me, anyway. But remember our deal: 10 robot beauties like Little Seven this time… and no more machine oil in my mouth.”
Mosco: “…”
“Fine,” Mosco agreed, his expression growing colder. “But when those trainee angels arrive, I’m going to ask them myself whether they killed my son. This can’t be left unresolved!”
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Dare to Bully My God of Destruction? (Part 2)
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“You’re sure they did it?” Sidra asked again.
“There’s a good chance. Otherwise, where did he get that armor?” Mosco pointed to the dark green armor Broly was wearing.
“It’s definitely suspicious. If that armor is really made from cosmic essence, then they’re definitely connected to your son’s death,” Sidra agreed, nodding seriously.
“Hey, when are those angels, Ren and Merus, going to arrive?” Mosco paused his attack, deciding to wait for Ren and Merus.
Broly remained silent.
“What if they deny it? What are you going to do?” Sidra whispered.
“I can’t kill the angels, but killing Broly in front of them shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Mosco chuckled darkly.
“You act like you can actually beat him. Don’t forget, his power is nearly on par with yours,” Sidra replied mockingly.
“Well, before they get here, I’ll give him a good beating first!” Mosco snarled.
With that, Mosco rushed at Broly once more.
Broly showed no fear, meeting Mosco head-on in a fierce clash.
Broly’s combat style was brutal, engaging Mosco directly, without dodging or backing down.
In less than a minute, Broly’s raw power left Mosco’s internal pilot, Mule, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
“Hahaha, Mule! You’re not looking so sharp! Don’t get knocked out by him!” Sidra laughed heartily from the
Broly delivered a powerful uppercut, landing squarely on Mosco’s abdomen.
Mosco’s body shuddered violently, and inside, Mule felt an overwhelming dizziness.
This guy has grown too strong. If this keeps up, I might never be able to defeat him. I need another plan… What will I do if he comes after me for revenge? How has he grown so powerful in such a short time? During the God of Destruction Tournament, I was completely dominating him, and now, he’s fighting me on equal terms—maybe even surpassing me.
He said he wanted to become the strongest God of Destruction. At this rate, he might actually achieve it, and then my life will be a living nightmare.
With that thought, Mosco’s eyes flashed with a ruthless glint.
BAM!
Mosco swung his arm, slapping Broly across the face.
Even though Broly was wearing his armor, which gleamed with dark green energy, the attack didn’t cause him much harm.
The battle between them resembled a clash of two robots, producing metallic sounds with each hit.
Whoosh!
At that moment, Ren and Merus, led by Gowasu, appeared instantly at the scene.
Sidra’s face changed slightly—he hadn’t expected them to arrive so quickly.
Sidra glanced at Gowasu with a look of annoyance. This nosy Supreme Kai! Isn’t he from Universe 10?
“Thank you, Gowasu,” Merus stepped forward and expressed his gratitude.
“No need to thank me,” Gowasu replied politely. “It was nothing.”
The sudden appearance of Ren and Merus caused the battle between Mosco and Broly to come to a halt.
“Hey, you two—Gods of Destruction from Universes 3 and 9, right? Let’s not escalate things,” Gowasu called out to them, hoping to calm the situation.
“Gowasu, you should go back. This matter doesn’t concern you,” Ren said coldly.
Not escalate things? These two Gods of Destruction have been beating up my Broly! You think I’m going to let this slide?
“Yes, Gowasu, please head back. Thank you again,” Merus added.
“Alright, I’ll leave then. Just try to talk things out—there’s no grudge that can’t be resolved,” Gowasu said before using Instant Transmission to leave.
Sidra and Mosco exchanged looks, momentarily stunned, watching Gowasu depart without a word.
“Ren, what’s the plan?” Merus whispered.
“They bullied our God of Destruction. What do you think the plan is?” Ren’s expression turned dark. “Of course, we fight back.”
“But… we might not be able to beat them. They’re both Gods of Destruction!” Merus said, half-amused, half-concerned.
“Let me borrow your staff,” Ren said to Merus.
Without hesitation, Merus handed over his staff.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll handle this,” Ren reassured Merus before calmly flying over to stand opposite Mosco.
Mosco crossed his arms, his robotic face expressionless.
Ren turned to look at Sidra, narrowing his eyes.
“I let my God of Destruction go out with you two, and this is how you treat him?” Ren said coldly.
“Ren, is it? Tell me, where did he get that armor from?” Mosco asked, ignoring Ren’s question, his voice cold and stern.
“He found it,” Ren replied nonchalantly.
Mosco clenched his fists tightly, his body shaking with rage.
He says he found it? Who would believe that? Who does he think he’s fooling?
“You think I can’t tell? In this universe, only something forged from cosmic essence could be this durable. That armor was made from my son’s robot, Luke, wasn’t it?” Mosco sneered.
“Let’s set your son’s issue aside for now. Why did you bully my God of Destruction?” Ren’s voice grew colder.
“Set my son’s death aside? My son died an unjust death, and he reincarnated so quickly! This definitely has something to do with you and Merus!” Mosco pointed at Ren, shouting angrily.
Smack!
Ren pointed his staff at Mosco’s abdomen.
Instant Transmission!
Using the power of the staff, Ren manipulated Angelic Power to initiate Instant Transmission.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Mule, who had been inside Mosco’s body, was forcibly teleported out by Ren’s Angelic Power.
Broly’s eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed forward, grabbing Mule’s head with his mechanical hand.
Mule looked utterly confused, his eyes wide in disbelief, struggling to comprehend the situation.
Where am I? How did I end up outside? What just happened?
Not far away, Sidra’s expression shifted dramatically as he realized what had just occurred. Ren had used Instant Transmission to pull Mule out of Mosco’s body—his one fatal weakness.
Sidra’s mind raced as he processed the situation.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Broly wasted no time, slapping Mule repeatedly with his massive mechanical hand, turning his face into a swollen mess, leaving Mule howling in pain.
“It’s my turn, my turn!”
Majin Buu’s voice suddenly echoed in Broly’s mind.
Immediately, Broly’s body began to change.
In an instant, Broly’s form transformed into a pink version of himself, still clad in his mechanical armor.
Majin Buu had taken control of the body.
BAM!
Majin Buu swung a powerful punch, landing it squarely on Mule’s face.
“Aaaah…”
Mule spat out several teeth as his agonized screams filled the air.
“You dared to bully me and Broly? I’m going to turn you into chocolate!” Buu growled, his eyes glowing with a wicked light.
The next moment, the antenna on Buu’s head began to spin, aiming directly at Mule’s body.
Ren watched calmly, choosing not to interfere.
However, he was mildly surprised at the fluidity with which Majin Buu and Broly could switch control after Buu had absorbed him.
I didn’t expect Majin Buu to have this kind of control after absorbing Broly.
Seeing Mule’s pathetic state, Sidra’s expression flickered with uncertainty.
“You’re welcome to join in,” Ren said with a smile, glancing over at Sidra.
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