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When he appeared on the main universe battlefield, Vegeta was kicking down the last escaped warship. Seeing the dark purple scales on Lin Ye's arm, the Saiyan prince frowned deeply: "What kind of weird tattoo did you get? It's hideous."
"For survival." Lin Ye held up the core fragment in his hand. The fragment refracted rainbow-like light in the sunlight. "Want to give those fleeing flagships a surprise?"
Vegeta raised an eyebrow, then suddenly grinned maliciously: "I've been waiting for this. Let them know the consequences of angering the Saiyans."
Lin Ye infused the fragmented energy into Vegeta's Ultimate Flash, and the purplish-blue energy swirled like living things within the blue-white flames. When the beam struck the self-destructing flagship in the distance, there was no earth-shattering explosion, only countless soft points of light surging from the flagship's wreckage—the energy of the devoured civilizations, returning to their respective universes.
"What is this?" Trunks asked in surprise as his Time Sword absorbed the points of light.
A belated redemption.
Chapter 283: Flagship Self-Destruction
The battlefield at the edge of the main universe had become an ocean of turbulent energy. Deep purple energy vortexes churned like living things, each contraction drawing in fragments of surrounding meteorites and emitting piercing shrieks. Vegeta's deep blue flames exploded on the bio-armor of the Devourer flagship, leaving only a ripple. The dark purple armor writhed as if alive, the lines at the wounds rapidly healing, even the charred marks fading within seconds.
These things regenerate faster than Majin Buu! Vegeta spat out the blood from his mouth; his battle suit had been blasted open on the left shoulder, revealing black scabs on the exposed skin—scars from the Devourer's energy. Before he could even unleash his newly gathered destructive energy, dozens of tentacles suddenly sprouted from the flagship's surface, coiling towards his wrists like venomous snakes.
Father! To the left! Trunks' Time Sword drew a pale blue arc, barely slicing through the thickest tentacle. The runes on the sword were rapidly dimming, the once flowing golden light becoming intermittent—the anti-parasitic device was about to malfunction! My arm began to go numb!
Vegeta suddenly turned and delivered a powerful elbow strike to Trunks' back. Caught off guard, the boy flew backward, narrowly avoiding the dark purple beam of light from the flagship's main cannon. The beam grazed Trunks's clothes, struck a distant asteroid, and instantly vaporized a kilometer-diameter rock into gas. "Focus!" Vegeta roared, gathering energy. A sudden burning pain shot through the parasitic tattoo on his chest—the mark left by Lin Ye when he triggered energy resonance in Universe 13, now burning like a red-hot iron.
Look! Number 18's mechanical arm points into the depths of space, its metal joints clicking from the continuous battle. A beam of gold and silver light is tearing through the dark matter belt; wherever it passes, the Devourer warships melt away like ice and snow, even the energy fluctuations are completely erased. It's Lin Ye!
At the end of the beam of light, Lin Ye's figure gradually became clear. The dark purple patterns on his left arm had spread to his shoulder, like vines crawling all over him, each pattern flowing with dark purple energy. But the singularity core fragment in his hand emitted a warm golden light, locking the energy that was eroding his body firmly to the surface of his skin. "Catch this!" He threw the fragment at Vegeta, his voice panting from exhaustion. This was their core nemesis!
The moment Vegeta caught the shard, white smoke suddenly erupted from the parasitic tattoos covering his body. The deep, blood-red lines, as if scorched by flames, visibly shrank and peeled away. He was astonished to find that his once indestructible flagship armor cracked like glass the instant it touched the shard, spiderweb-like fissures appearing on its dark purple surface. This thing… He weighed the shard in his palm; the warm sensation spread along his arm, even easing the burning pain in his chest.
"It can reverse the law of devouring!" Lin Ye's voice pierced through the energy turbulence. He suddenly rushed towards the flagship's open hatch, his aura surging once more. Golden and silver light cleaved a path through the turbulence. "I'm going to dismantle its power source. You cover me!"
The flagship suddenly emitted a piercing alarm, and its entire hull began to expand violently, its once streamlined silhouette becoming bloated and unsightly. Alice's holographic projection popped up urgently in front of Lin Ye, the image flickering due to interference: Self-destruct program detected! It's compressing dark matter! This thing is about to detonate the dark matter cloud across the entire dimension!
Want to take us both down with you? Vegeta sneered, shoving the Singularity Fragment into Trunks' hand. "Watch closely, kid, this is the true Saiyan fighting style!"
His deep blue aura suddenly turned silvery-white, and ancient Saiyan runes appeared all over his body—those golden patterns spread from his chest to his limbs, resonating with the ancient bloodline that Lin Ye had activated in Universe 13, producing the same fluctuations. Ultimate Flash? Breakthrough!
The moment the dazzling torrent of energy pierced through the flagship, Lin Ye had already stormed into the engine bay. The dark matter flowing through countless pipes solidified upon his touch, the originally liquid energy transforming into purple crystals. The light from the singularity fragments caused the breathing bio-armor to peel away continuously, revealing the energy circuits coiled within.
Found you. He stared at the pulsating red crystal at the engine's core, a fist-sized core imprisoning countless phantoms—the souls of the devoured warriors, struggling and howling in agony. It's time to send these guys home.
When Lin Ye's fist collided with the red crystal, the entire flagship suddenly fell into absolute silence. The energy turbulence stopped, the alarms ceased, and even the spatial tremors stopped abruptly. Then, countless points of light surged from the cracks—the souls of the devoured warriors, transforming into meteors in the light of the singularity fragments, flying towards their respective universes. Some points of light flew towards Earth in Universe 7, some towards the Saiyan planet in Universe 6, and the weakest cluster of light was heading towards a blue planet in a remote star system—the homeworld of a devoured civilization.
No—! The flagship's core consciousness let out a final wail, the sound no longer cold, but filled with genuine terror. The hull began to disintegrate, the bio-armor peeling away like molting skin, revealing a skeleton composed of fragments of spacetime.
Lin Ye burst out of the explosion's blinding light, the scorching heat stinging his skin. Vegeta grabbed him by the back of his collar and dragged him into the warp tunnel. Looking back, the colossal machine was collapsing into a miniature black hole, while the liberated souls formed a dazzling halo around it, as if paying homage to them.
"Well done, lower-class warrior." Vegeta's silver hair gleamed in the starlight, but he awkwardly turned his face away, his ear tips slightly red, though he was still far from being as good as me. That Final Flash just now destroyed at least 30% of its structure.
Lin Ye smiled as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, suddenly noticing that the purplish-blue markings on his left arm were fading. The scale-like patterns that had covered his shoulder were visibly fading, revealing the normal skin beneath. A new notification popped up on the system interface: [Singularity Core Energy Purification Completed. Title: Guardian of Time and Space Granted. Passive Skill: Immune to Low-Level Time and Space Manipulation.]
In the distance, the surviving Devourer fleet was retreating, the diamond-shaped warships fleeing like a school of startled fish, the liberated universe once again shining with starlight. Piccolo's voice came through the communicator, tinged with solemnity: "The Omni-King's messenger has arrived, requesting to see you. Right at the edge of the previous battlefield."
Lin Ye looked up towards the direction of the Omni-King's Palace, where the space was bathed in a soft pink hue, a stark contrast to the surrounding darkness. He suddenly recalled the Singularity's last words: "The creator of the system is more terrifying than I am. It hides behind your so-called gods."
He clenched his fist, feeling an unprecedented flow of power within him. It was a new power, a fusion of Saiyan bloodline, Devourer energy, and the Singularity Core—warm and stable, no longer requiring the system's guidance. No matter what challenges lay ahead, he told Vegeta that as long as he had these companions by his side, there was no battle they couldn't win.
Vegeta chuckled, but subconsciously adjusted the coordinates of the warp portal, setting his destination to the location of the Omni-King's messenger. Enough talk, let's go. His tail swayed gently behind him; if those two brats got impatient, they'd start making a mess again.
Lin Ye followed him into the passage, then suddenly remembered something: Right, among those souls just now, there was an old man in a white martial arts uniform who kept shouting "Kamehameha".
Vegeta paused, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips: "Hmm, I see it. That old guy's orb of light is even brighter than Goku's."
The moment the jump portal closed, Lin Ye took one last look at the battlefield. The liberated universe was regaining its vitality; a star in a certain star system suddenly lit up, illuminating the surrounding planets—a civilization that had been swallowed up for centuries was finally welcoming a new sunrise.
Let's go. Lin Ye clenched his fist, feeling the lingering warmth in his palm, and went to see just how many secrets this Omni-King knew.
At the other end of the passage, two small figures in pink hoodies were standing on tiptoe, peering in, followed by the calm-looking High Priest. When Lin Ye and Vegeta appeared, Little Omni-King immediately raised his toy hammer: "Lin Ye! Did you win? I just saw so many lights flying around!"
Lin Ye crouched down, looking him in the eye: He won. Those were just travelers heading home.
The High Priest's gaze fell on the faint mark on Lin Ye's left arm, his golden pupils slightly contracting: "It seems you've found the core of the singularity." His voice remained gentle, yet carried an undeniable pressure: "His Majesty the Omni-King wants to know how you intend to deal with those remaining Devourer energies."
Lin Ye stood up and met the High Priest's gaze: "I intend to return them to their rightful owners." He pointed to the distant starry sky, "Every civilization that has been devoured deserves to reclaim its rightful power."
Vegeta suddenly scoffed: That sounds nice, but be careful you don't get targeted by the system's creator.
The High Priest's smile cracked for the first time: You know more than we think.
Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat. It seemed Singularity was right; the system's creator was indeed inextricably linked to the Omni-King. He clenched his fist, feeling the power of the Time Guardian within him: No matter who's behind it all, I will not allow this tragedy to repeat itself.
Chapter 284: The Secret of the Omni-King
The crystal floor of the Omni-King's palace reflected the star map of the twelve universes, with the light of each planet representing the continuation of civilization. Standing before the two Omni-Kings, Lin Ye could clearly feel the dimensional pressure emanating from them—a power that slightly distorted space itself, as if even thought could be frozen. But what concerned him even more was that the pupils of both Omni-Kings reflected the same gear patterns as the singularity, only concealed by their pink irises, making them virtually invisible without close inspection.
"You're quite good." The Omni-King on the left swung his short legs, the hem of his white robe brushing against the crystal floor with a soft, scraping sound. His voice was clear as a child's, yet carried an undeniable authority; he had actually defeated the Primal Singularity. Much stronger than those who were eliminated before.
The Omni-King on the right suddenly tilted his head, twirling his pink hair with his fingers: "But you've also come into contact with forbidden power. According to the rules, you should be eliminated." His small face was expressionless, but his words were as piercing as ice picks.
The High Priest appeared silently behind him, his golden robes swaying gently in the flow of energy, the cosmic star map embroidered on the hem seemingly coming to life. "His Majesty the Omni-King means you have two choices." His voice was gentle as a spring breeze, yet carried an irresistible pressure: become the new God of Destruction, taking over the balance of Universe Seven; or be sealed forever in the rift of time, even the trace of your existence erased.
Lin Ye's fist clenched slightly, his knuckles turning white. His tense profile was reflected in the crystal floor, revealing the taut curve of his jawline. "I want to know the truth." He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the two Omni-Kings before finally settling on the High Priest. The system, the Devourer, the Primal Singularity… who is controlling all of this? Don't tell me it's some so-called balance; that excuse doesn't fool anyone."
The Omni-King on the left suddenly laughed and clapped his hands. The star map abruptly reorganized, the previously scattered points of light converging into a massive mechanical device. Countless luminous pipes connected to the cores of various universes, like a sophisticated instrument slowly operating. This was a balancing system, designed to prevent any universe's power from spiraling out of control. His little finger pointed to one end of the mechanical device, where countless tiny points of light were injected. The system was the seeder, responsible for selecting potential hosts; the Devourer was the weeder, responsible for eliminating runaway variables. And we…
"It's the gardener." The Omni-King on the right chimed in, a coldness incongruous with his age suddenly appearing on his small face. A mechanical glint flashed in his once clear eyes. When a powerful being from a universe threatens the balance, the elimination program is activated. It's as simple as pulling weeds from a field.
Lin Ye's pupils contracted sharply, his heart feeling as if it were being clenched by an icy hand. He recalled the earth-shattering power of Goku's breakthrough to Super Saiyan, the deep blue aura Vegeta unleashed to protect Bra, and even the scorching heat of his own first use of the Kaioken—so all this growth, achieved with all his might, was merely a variable to be monitored in the eyes of the Omni-King. So, Goku, Vegeta… all of our growth was under your surveillance?
The High Priest's voice carried a hint of pity, as if looking at a naive child: The balance of the universe requires sacrifice. Just as you saw in Universe 13, disordered forces will ultimately lead to destruction. What we are clearing away are merely the sparks that could trigger even greater catastrophes.
"Bullshit!" Vegeta's voice suddenly rang out from the palace entrance. Ignoring the guards' attempts to stop him, he stormed in, his deep blue aura surging with rage, sending two guards flying. The cuffs of his battle suit ripped open by the blast of energy, revealing bulging veins on his exposed arms. "Why should the fate of us Saiyans be decided by you guys hiding behind the scenes! You think eliminating those powerful beings will truly balance the universe? That's just an excuse for your fear of being overthrown!"
The Omni-King on the left frowned slightly. Suddenly, spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the crystal floor of the palace, and countless tiny specks of light spilled out from the cracks—the residual energy of the eradicated civilization. "It seems I need to make you understand the importance of rules." He raised his small hand, and a pink energy ball condensed in his palm. The power contained within it startled even Lin Ye.
Just then, Lin Ye suddenly stepped in front of Vegeta, his body erupting with golden and silver flames. The golden Saiyan aura and purple destructive energy intertwined, forming a spiral that created a protective shield around his body. "I choose to become a God of Destruction." His voice was calm yet resolute, like a boulder thrown into a lake, but he had a condition—he canceled the elimination process, letting each universe decide its own future. Whether to be destroyed or to survive, it was up to them to decide.
The two Omni-Kings exchanged a glance, then suddenly burst into laughter simultaneously, the pink energy fluctuations causing the entire palace to tremble. The star map shifted again, revealing countless scenes of destruction in parallel universes—some annihilated in supernova explosions, some destroyed by their own internal wars, and some gradually cooling in silence. "You thought this was a multiple-choice question?" The Omni-King on the right's smile vanished, his eyes filled with an almost tangible coldness. "When you become a God of Destruction, dealing with galaxies collapsing from chaos every day, you'll understand our helplessness."
Lin Ye's system interface suddenly popped up a prompt: [Resonance with the authority of the God of Destruction detected. Do you want to accept the inheritance?] The edge of the interface was flashing a dangerous red light, as if it were a warning.
He took a deep breath, remembering his comrades who had sacrificed themselves in battle—Liu Nan, severely wounded while protecting civilians from the Devourers; Trunks' Time Sword, cracked from overuse; and countless unseen lives in the devoured universes. "I accept." His voice echoed throughout the palace, carrying an unwavering resolve, "But I will safeguard the balance in my own way. Elimination is not the only way; guidance is."
As the purple energy of the God of Destruction surged into his body, Lin Ye felt an unprecedented flow of power—a power capable of easily tearing apart planets, yet also carrying a chilling aura of destruction. Simultaneously, fragments of memories from countless erased powerful beings flooded his mind: a Saiyan from a certain universe destroyed a planet due to his inability to control Super Saiyan energy, ultimately being erased by Zeno; a Namekian overused the Dragon Balls, causing his planet's energy to deplete; even a Supreme Kai, abusing his divine power, was devoured by the monster he created… They were all once the hope of their respective universes, ultimately becoming sacrifices to the balance of power.
Remember, the High Priest whispered in his ear, his warm breath carrying ancient energy: "The duty of a God of Destruction is not to protect, but to destroy. Do not try to change the rules; that will only lead to your own demise."
Lin Ye opened his eyes, his pupils now a crimson hue characteristic of a God of Destruction, like burning embers. But deep within that crimson, a trace of golden clarity remained—the Saiyan's indomitable will. "I will remember, but I will also change." His voice resonated with the power of his newly acquired destructive energy, causing the surrounding air to hum.
He turned and headed towards the palace exit. Vegeta snorted and followed, his deep blue aura not yet fully subsided. As he passed Lin Ye, he whispered, his voice low enough for only the two of them to hear: "Don't become a puppet of those old guys. If you dare to eliminate Goku, I'll be the first to not let you off."
Lin Ye looked back at the star map. The figures of the two Omni-Kings gradually blurred in the light. They started playing rock-paper-scissors again, as if their previous conversation had never happened. The High Priest stood still, his golden pupils revealing no emotion, but Lin Ye knew that this seemingly gentle angel was the true controller of the entire balance system.
He clenched his fist, feeling the destructive energy and Saiyan blood coexisting within him—two seemingly contradictory forces that were now forming a delicate balance. "Just wait," he whispered, "not only to myself, but also to those hidden behind the scenes. I will prove that power and goodness can coexist. Balance isn't about eliminating the odds, but about giving all life a chance to flourish."
The moment he stepped out of the palace, the star map of the Seventh Universe flashed before his eyes. Earth's light, though faint, was exceptionally stable. A smile played on Lin Ye's lips as he turned and flew towards Earth. He knew that becoming a God of Destruction was not the end, but a new beginning. The real challenge lay in forging his own path between rules and freedom.
The first stop on this journey is returning to one's comrades. After all, the meaning of protection is never a battle fought alone.
Chapter 285: The Trial of the New God of Destruction
The air in the God of Destruction's Realm felt like it was filled with lead; every breath carried the gritty sensation of rubbing rocks, making his throat tight and choking. Lin Ye, shirtless, had beads of sweat glistening on his bronze skin under the dark purple dome. As soon as he raised his hand to wipe his face, the sweat evaporated into white mist upon hitting the ground—the gravity here was 1000 times that of Earth, making even water vapor struggle to escape, and his muscles groaned with unbearable strain every second.
"Tsk, what a waste."
Beerus sat cross-legged on the floating rock, a silver spoon in his paw, scooping strawberry ice cream in small bites. Pale pink cream smeared the corners of his mouth, while the tip of his tail impatiently swept the ground behind him, the air currents it created enough to ruffle Lin Ye's clothes and disrupt his hard-won breathing rhythm.
“That asteroid you just smashed,” Beerus licked the cream off his spoon, then suddenly pointed with his paw at the distant stardust belt, the floating debris still radiating warmth, “was once home to three civilizations. Tallest’s crystal tower was practically piercing the clouds, and now—” He slammed his spoon against the empty bowl, “my afternoon tea is ruined next week.”
Lin Ye clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white under the pressure of gravity, the veins on the back of his hands throbbing. He had only been testing the newly awakened destructive energy, and that power, like a wild horse unleashed, had shattered a nearby planet along his fingertips. Now, recalling the faint distress signal that had come before the planet exploded, it pierced his eardrums like needles, his throat tightening so he couldn't speak: "This power is too violent, it's impossible to control. It's like holding a live volcano in your hand, and it erupts at the slightest loosening of your grip."
"It's not that your power is raging, it's that your mind is clouded." Weiss's voice was like ice cubes falling into a spring, cool and refreshing. He appeared behind Lin Ye at some point, his long silver hair cascading over his shoulders. With a gentle tap of his staff, the cracks in the ground closed up as if they were alive, leaving not a trace. "You've mistaken destruction for smashing things, like a child with a hammer who wants to smash everything in sight. But are pruning shears and wood-chopping axes the same thing?"
Lin Ye looked down at his palms, the burning pain from the rampaging energy still lingering there, as if a burning ember had just rolled over his skin. He suddenly recalled the words of the Primordial Singularity before its death: weren't those swallowed universes treated like branches needing pruning? "If the so-called balance is about sacrificing one part to achieve another—" He abruptly looked up, the bloodshot eyes particularly clear in the dark purple light, like spiderwebs entangled on black glass, "then let whoever wants to be the God of Destruction be it, I'm not serving him."
"Whoa?" Beerus suddenly threw the ice cream bowl aside, and a pale purple aura exploded with a "boom," instantly shattering the surrounding floating rocks into dust, which swirled within the aura. "Looks like I'll have to show you what real destruction is."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Ye felt a chill on the back of his neck. He tried to dodge, but under 1000 times gravity, his movements were as slow as a slow-motion video; his muscles reacted a beat slower than his brain. Beerus's palm was already on his back, pure destructive energy like magma pouring into his veins. The newly fused power of the God of Destruction instantly went berserk, rampaging through his limbs and bones, as if trying to scrape the flesh from between his bones.
"Control it!" Beerus's voice boomed like thunder, making my eardrums buzz. "Your Saiyan bloodline is being devoured. If you don't do something about it, you'll turn into a madman who only knows how to destroy! I'll be the first to chop you down then!"
The excruciating pain overwhelmed his consciousness like a tidal wave. Lin Ye felt his body disintegrating and then rebuilding, countless images exploding before his eyes: on Namek, he unleashed his Super Saiyan form for the first time to protect his comrades, golden flames turning the sky into daylight, Krillin's cheers exploding in his ears; in the Cell Games, when Gohan's fist slammed into Earth, his resolute act of shielding him, with Bulma's tear-reddened eyes behind him; at the Tournament of Power, all the warriors from the universe joined hands, that warmth more reassuring than any power, even the proud Hit showing a rare smile…
"I see……"
He suddenly opened his eyes, and golden and silver flames erupted from his body, yet they were as gentle as a stream flowing around a campfire. The energy that had been so violent just moments before now rose and fell with his breath, and even the surrounding gravity seemed to soften, easing the soreness in his muscles considerably.
Beerus floated back three meters, the fur at the base of his tail standing on end like a bristling cat's tail: "You little brat... you actually figured it out so quickly? It took me three months to figure it out back then—"
"It's six months, Lord Beerus." Whis clapped his hands with a smile, the crystal at the top of his staff shimmering with a soft light. "The Seventh Universe is about to welcome a special God of Destruction. Destruction is not the end, but another form of protection—a truth that even Lord Beerus took a thousand years to understand."
"Hey!" Beerus bristled, pointing his paw at Whis's nose. "I was just pretending so he'd figure it out himself! What do you know!"
Just then, the alarm in the God of Destruction realm suddenly shrieked, like countless needles piercing the ears. A pale blue crystal screen popped out from the void, and countless red dots were flashing at the boundaries of various universes, like spreading bloodstains. The most dazzling was Universe Seven, where the red dots had formed a network, and in some places, even blood-red liquid had begun to seep out.
"They are the remnants of the Devourers." Lin Ye's gaze instantly sharpened like a knife. The light spots on the screen were self-destructing, and purplish-black pollution was seeping into the cracks of the dimensional barrier, like ink dripping into clear water. "They are polluting the barrier, trying to let the monsters from the imaginary space in. These lunatics are actually using self-destruction as fuel."
Beerus yawned, rummaging his paw into his ear, seemingly unfazed by the alarm: "Need help? This lord will handle it in a minute—"
"No need." Lin Ye's figure transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards the exit, leaving long trails of gold and silver flames behind him, like a shooting star streaking across the dark purple sky. "Since they are the new God of Destruction, we have to do something new to show them. The old ways are outdated."
The moment he passed through the dimensional portal, the stench of battle made him wince. It was a mixture of burnt and sweet-smelling odors, enough to make one's stomach churn. Vegeta was kicking a Devourer away, blasting it to smithereens with purple flames, when he was surrounded by even more monsters. These monsters with countless compound eyes surged forward like a tide, forcing him to retreat step by step. Seeing Lin Ye's figure, the Saiyan prince sneered, smashing aside a monster that attacked from the side with his fist, blood still smeared at the corner of his mouth: "Finally decided to step down from your comfortable throne? If we had been any later, we would have cleaned up all this trash, and you wouldn't have had a chance to interfere."
Lin Ye smiled and waved his hand at the densest horde of monsters. There was no earth-shattering explosion; the twisted monsters, like snow melting in the sun, silently turned into particles, leaving not even a trace of energy fluctuation. Only the lingering, sweet-smelling stench in the air slowly dissipated.
"This move is called 'Purification'." His voice traveled across the battlefield along with the energy waves, clearly heard by every warrior. "From this day forward, the power of the God of Destruction will not be used for elimination, but for protecting what should be preserved."
Vegeta was stunned, then unleashed an even more intense aura, the purple flames making his hair stand on end: "Stop talking nonsense! If you're so capable, let's have a real spar and see who the real powerhouse is! Don't think that just because you're a God of Destruction you can put on airs in front of me!"
"I'm ready anytime." Lin Ye's gaze swept across the battlefield, seeing Gohan protecting the wounded as they retreated, a deep, bone-revealing wound on his arm, yet he held the little girl tightly in his arms; seeing Goku and Frieza fighting back-to-back, Goku's Kamehameha and Frieza's Death Beam alternating, their coordination surprisingly good; seeing Android 17 and 18's energy waves exploding among the monsters, the siblings' movements clean and swift, like two precise fighting machines—he suddenly clenched his fist, his golden and silver aura erupting again, this time transforming into countless threads of light, like a spider web wrapping around the corrupted dimensional rifts.
The moment the light filament touched the crack, the purplish-black contamination vanished rapidly, like mold exposed to sunlight. First, the black at the crack's edges slowly faded, revealing the underlying starry sky. Then, the thick, viscous portion in the middle, like ink diluted with water, gradually became transparent. Guided by the light filament, the crack slowly closed, emitting a soft "click" sound, like the healing of bones.
"That's more like it." Vegeta shrugged, but lured the monsters in front of him to his side, clearing out the enemies at a faster pace, freeing up Lin Ye's hands. "Hurry up and get to work. Don't make me think that choosing you as the God of Destruction was a mistake. I won't admit it then."
Lin Ye didn't turn around, he just smiled. He could feel the destructive energy within him merging with his Saiyan bloodline, creating a completely new power. This power was no longer cold, no longer violent, but warm, carrying a sense of connection, like those faces that shone brightly in his memory—the warmth of Beerus's paw when he secretly slipped the half-eaten ice cream into his hand; the water droplets on the cup of hot tea that Whis always handed him at just the right moment; and the note that Kafka slipped to him before she left, which read "Don't die."
As the last crack closed, the battlefield finally fell silent. Goku rubbed his belly and grinned foolishly, his golden hair not yet completely gone, and he still clutched half a Senzu Bean he hadn't finished eating: "Lin Ye, your move was really amazing! It's much more spectacular than Lord Beerus's destruction! Every time he attacks, it's a complete mess, and it's such a hassle to clean up."
"Hey!" Beerus's angry roar suddenly came from afar. He had followed us there without us noticing, and was now glaring at Goku, his tail swaying furiously. "Say that again, you brat? Believe me or not, I'll turn you into stone and make you stand at the gates of the God of Destruction's Realm as a statue!"
Whis smiled and stood between them, gently tapping Beerus's head with his staff: "Lord Beerus, look, the new God of Destruction did a good job, didn't he? At least he didn't blow up half the universe when you first dealt with the crisis."
As Lin Ye gazed at the gradually calming universe, he suddenly recalled how Beerus had secretly slipped the unfinished bowl of ice cream into his hand in the God of Destruction's world. The old God of Destruction's ears had turned red, yet he stubbornly insisted it was because he was "afraid of wasting food." It turns out that some protections never need to be spoken; like the coolness of the ice cream and the warmth of a claw, they are hidden in the details.