Seven years remained before the great battle of the future.
And it wasn't just Universe 4 that was making preparations—every universe was in motion.
Universe 9
"Why are you all so useless?! Three whole years, and you still haven't comprehended Destruction?!"
"We're sorry, Lord Sidra!"
"Trash. Mohito—have you finished constructing the time chamber?"
"Reporting to Lord Sidra: it's ready."
"Hmph. I'll give you another two thousand years this time. If you still can't break through, you'd better prepare yourselves!"
Universe 10
"Kusu, is the time chamber ready?"
"Lord Rumsshi… isn't this kind of cheating?"
"Cheating? How is this cheating? If everyone uses the same method, does it still count as cheating?"
"Uh… I guess that makes sense~"
"So? Is it ready or not?"
"It's finished. Just take them in."
Universe 11
"Hahaha! As expected of Jiren. Toppo needed a year and a half to comprehend Destruction, yet you managed it in just over half a year.
That kind of talent rivals even Quitela!"
"You flatter me, Lord Belmod."
"No, no—I'm not exaggerating. Your pure power has already surpassed mine.
If you can master the divine techniques of a God of Destruction, you'll be a perfect candidate… it's just a shame."
"A shame…?"
"That ten years is far too short. You only have about five hundred years of lifespan left—I don't even have the time to take you into the Dimensional Tower."
"What is the Dimensional Tower?"
"Simply put, it's a place where one can extend their lifespan.
But even so, five hundred more years of cultivation is already an incredible blessing."
"Marcarita, are you ready?"
"Reporting to Lord Belmod—everything is prepared."
"Good. Then all of you, come with me."
Universe 6
"You Saiyans really are something—actually capable of transforming like Gran."
"Lord Champa… who is Gran?"
"He's the one you'll be cooperating with in the future.
Of course, he'll also be your opponent in the end. His strength is terrifying—
even Hit wouldn't be able to defeat him."
"Even I couldn't beat him? Lord Champa… what if I used assassin techniques?"
"..."
"You still wouldn't win. And if you dare use assassin methods on him, you'd better be prepared to be killed in return."
"..."
"Enough of that. Hit—you're clearly this strong, so how is it that after three years you still haven't grasped Destruction?"
"Reporting to Lord Champa: my talent lies in assassination.
Destruction isn't an assassin's art—it's naturally difficult for me to comprehend."
"You… damn it. Fine! I'll give you another two thousand years. Can you manage it then?"
"That should be enough."
"Good. Vados, is the time chamber ready?"
"It's finished."
"Excellent. All of you, get inside.
Hit, your lifespan is long—you can stay for the full two thousand years.
But you Saiyans can't. Fifty years at most. Go even a second longer, and you're all coming right back out!"
"Yes!"
Ten years was simply far too short.
Aside from Universe 11—which already possessed a qualified candidate—almost none of the other universes' candidates had managed to comprehend Destruction.
And that was only natural.
When the Grand Priest convened that meeting, it had been far too sudden.
The Gods of Destruction had no time to search for candidates with truly exceptional comprehension.
They could only choose the strongest beings in their respective universes.
To give their candidates more time to cultivate Destruction—and to train in combat arts befitting a candidate God of Destruction—
every universe, without exception, resorted to tools similar to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
Using such methods, the remaining seven years could be stretched into over two thousand.
But not every candidate could fully make use of that time.
They were still mortals.
Races like Hit's—those with extraordinarily long lifespans—were extremely rare.
Most others only had a few hundred years at most.
As for Saiyans, their lifespans were even shorter.
Living past two hundred years was already considered defying the heavens.
As for sending these candidates into the Dimensional Tower to ascend into true godhood
none of the Gods of Destruction even considered it.
The Dimensional Tower couldn't be moved; it existed only in the outer realm.
That meant the candidates would have, at most, ten years to cultivate their dimension.
Let alone ten years—even if they were given over two thousand,
it still wouldn't be enough for a mortal to break through into the divine realm.
After all
Even Beerus, back in his mortal days,
had taken a full one hundred thousand years to ascend to the divine dimension.
Universe 7
Earth — West City
A year had passed since Gran returned from Galactic Patrol Headquarters.
During that time, he had done nothing but meditate and refine his state.
Now, at last, he was ready to ascend to the Heavenly Realm.
Inside Bulma's dining room—
"Lord Beerus, Whis… I'm heading up now."
Gran set down his chopsticks and stood, pointing toward the ceiling.
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