Dragon Ball: Summoning Whis at the Start Chapter 232 232: Zeno’s Punishment

The Grand Elder of the Dragon Realm, Raphael, was also bent over in a deep bow, cold sweat continuously streaming down his forehead.

Was that really the sa innocent and childlike Lord Zeno?

So he also had this side to him!

After a while.

The Grand Priest glanced at Zeno. Seeing that Zeno had returned to his previous childish deanor, he finally spoke.

"Alright. You may all rise."

Just now, Chronoa had clearly taken a liking to Gran and wanted to recruit him to beco a Ti Patroller.

But…

How could such a precious treasure possibly be taken away by her?

Even if the King of Ti himself ca, he probably wouldn't dare say such a thing. Chronoa truly had been a bit too bold.

Once the Grand Priest spoke, everyone in the World of Void finally dared to stand up. The oppressive atmosphere gradually dissipated.

"Grand Priest… who is that?"

The Grand Elder of the Dragon Realm, Raphael, pointed toward Gran on the arena.

Hearing this question, the Gods of Destruction also focused their gazes on Gran.

So these two had taken an interest in him as well.

But that was only natural…

The martial path Gran possessed had already surpassed that of most Gods of Destruction.

It was not strange that even the Grand Elder of the Dragon Realm and the Supre Kai of Ti would notice him.

In fact—

If they had the opportunity, many of the Gods of Destruction would also like to recruit Gran as their own candidate.

"His na is Gran. He is the God of Destruction candidate of Universe Seven under Lord Zeno."

"The God of Destruction candidate of Universe Seven?"

Chronoa's eyes widened.

"But I've never seen such a candidate appear in Universe Seven in any other tiline."

"Has history been distorted again?"

As she spoke, she took out a Scroll of Ti and began examining Gran's origin in this tiline.

After observing for a while, she discovered that Gran's change occurred on an unknown planet.

Originally—

He was supposed to be abandoned by Vegeta and die.

That had been Gran's fate in every other tiline.

But in this tiline…

Gran had sohow summoned Whis, and eventually even beca a God of Destruction candidate.

"Enough. There is nothing wrong with him."

"If you have no other business here, you may leave."

The Grand Priest spoke calmly.

"No problem?"

Chronoa's pupils shrank.

Was there really no problem?

She carefully glanced again at the supre Lord Zeno.

At that mont, Zeno was happily playing on a ga console, completely unconcerned about Gran's existence.

It seed…

Gran truly was not a problem.

Still unwilling to give up, Chronoa checked whether Gran's existence had caused instability across different tilines.

However.

No matter how she searched—

Every tiline remained perfectly stable.

Not even a new parallel tiline had been created.

This…

How was that even possible?!

The Grand Elder Raphael noticed Chronoa's strange expression.

He couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with the Supre Kai of Ti.

And that young man on the arena…

Did he possess so kind of extraordinary background?

Though puzzled, Raphael noticed that the Grand Priest was about to make an announcent.

Chronoa and Raphael quickly stepped aside.

The Grand Priest ignored them and stepped forward from the viewing platform, hovering within the World of Void.

"Since only Gran and Hit remain in this God of Destruction Candidate Battle Royale…"

"I hereby announce that the final victors are Universe Seven and Universe Six."

The corner of the Grand Priest's mouth curled slightly.

"According to the original rules…"

"Every universe except Universe Seven and Universe Six must now accept punishnt."

The mont those words were spoken—

The entire World of Void erupted into chaos.

"Lord Supre Kai! Lord God of Destruction! What should we do? Our universe won't be erased, will it?!"

"It won't happen! There are ten universes receiving punishnt this ti. Surely Lord Zeno won't erase ten universes at once!"

"But what if he really does erase them?!"

"Then what can we do? We can only wait for death!"

"..."

Everyone in the World of Void fell into panic.

Everyone except those from Universe Six and Universe Seven.

Standing on the viewing platform, Beerus placed his hands on his waist and laughed.

"Go on and enjoy your punishnt. I won't be accompanying you this ti!"

Champa stuck his tongue out at the surrounding universes and grinned.

"My apologies, everyone. I've just discovered how great it feels to side with my brother."

"So from now on, I won't be playing with you all anymore!"

Their arrogant voices transford the other Gods of Destruction's fear into fury.

"You're despicable! Just wait until I get another chance—I refuse to believe you'll win every ti!"

"Damn you, Champa! Following Beerus around like that, are you trying to provoke everyone?! You'll regret this sooner or later!"

"And that Gran as well—just you wait!"

Roars of anger erupted from the viewing platforms of every universe.

On the arena.

Gran couldn't help but laugh.

He suddenly felt that the Gods of Destruction from other universes were quite amusing.

Of course—

Except for Universe Four.

Gran narrowed his eyes.

Just as he was thinking about how to eliminate Quitela, the Grand Priest's voice echoed once more through the World of Void.

"The punishnt for this ti is as follows."

"Within the next ten thousand years, every universe must increase its Mortal Level Index by one point from its current level."

"What?!"

"Increase it by one point?! Grand Priest, you must be joking!"

Shock waves rippled through the hearts of the Gods of Destruction and Supre Kais.

This punishnt was extrely severe.

Each universe had existed for an unimaginably long ti.

Yet even after all that ti—

Not a single universe had managed to raise its Mortal Level above 10.

And now—

The Grand Priest was demanding that they raise it by one full point in just ten thousand years.

How could that possibly be achieved?

So Gods of Destruction quickly realized another problem.

The higher a universe's ranking, the harder it would be to increase its Mortal Level.

Conversely—

The lower the ranking, the easier the improvent would be.

Take Universe Nine, for example.

Its Mortal Level was 1.86.

If it only needed to increase by one point, it would rely have to reach 2.86.

But those universes whose Mortal Levels already exceeded 7…

They would need to raise theirs above 8.

"Grand Priest… what happens if we fail to complete this task?"

Iwan of Universe One asked cautiously.

"Fail?"

The Grand Priest swept his gaze across the assembled deities.

After a mont of silence, he answered calmly.

"Erasure."

Silence.

The World of Void fell into a terrifying stillness.

Every God of Destruction and Supre Kai was swallowed by the fear of complete annihilation.

Upon hearing this punishnt, Chronoa and Raphael exchanged glances.

Both saw shock in the other's eyes.

Lord Zeno…

was beginning to accelerate the evolution of the universes.

"If there are no further questions, then this God of Destruction Candidate Battle Royale is officially concluded."

"Please return to your universes and begin raising your Mortal Level Index."

The Grand Priest waved his hand.

A spatial rift opened within the World of Void.

Zeno imdiately jumped inside, followed closely by his attendants.

The Grand Priest turned his head and glanced once more at Gran on the arena.

Then he stepped into the rift as well.

END OF CHAPTER

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