Chapter 278: The Storm of Power: The God of Destruction Toppo, the Shocking Debut
In the fantastic, magnificent, mysterious and boundless Dragon Ball universe, opportunities and crises are like twin shadows, always closely following each other. The Tournament of Power is like the most dazzling but extremely cruel competitive stage in this vast galaxy, attracting powerful people from all walks of life to fight for the survival and supreme glory of their own universes, and to launch one exciting and thrilling peak showdown after another. After several rounds of fierce battles, the competition gradually became white-hot, and finally evolved into the ultimate contest between the seventh universe and the eleventh universe. The eyes of the entire Dragon Ball universe are now as if drawn by an invisible gravity and firmly focused on this. It seems that the fate of the entire universe is like a thin silk thread, tightly tied to this seemingly small field, but carrying endless power and hope.
The atmosphere in the arena was so heavy that it seemed to be substantial. The tension reached its peak. The air seemed to be ignited by an invisible and powerful pressure, and a terrifying explosion that could destroy the world could explode at any time. The first to step onto this focal battlefield were No. 17 from the seventh universe and Toppo from the eleventh universe. No. 17 looked as cold as a thousand-year-old black ice, and exuded a restrained and steady aura. He was like a super volcano that was calm on the surface but magma was surging inside and about to erupt. Under every inch of his skin, it seemed that a terrifying force that could destroy everything was dormant, and it would be released violently when the time was right. He was wearing his iconic blue and white combat uniform, the corners of his clothes fluttered gently in the breeze, his hands drooped naturally, but he exuded a sense of oppression that could not be underestimated.
Toppo was also ready for battle. He was tall and muscular, standing on the field like a towering mountain. His eyes were burning with a fanatical desire for victory, and his gaze was like two blazing flames, as if he wanted to burn all obstacles in front of him and turn them into dust. His golden hair danced in the wind, like a jumping flame, showing his inner heat and passion. He was wearing the characteristic combat uniform of the 11th universe, and the eye-catching universe logo on his chest flashed a metallic luster under the sunlight.
In an instant, the two of them flew towards each other like sharp arrows from a bow, and instantly launched a fierce and dazzling attack. The whistling wind of the fists was like an extremely sharp blade cutting through the vast sky. The power contained in each punch seemed to be enough to split mountains and rocks, tearing the solid earth into shocking gullies. No. 17's fist, with a sharp sound of wind, hit Toppo directly. Toppo quickly dodged sideways and kicked at No. 17's waist with a roundhouse kick. No. 17 jumped back nimbly to avoid the attack, and then his figure flashed and appeared behind Toppo, and punched again. Toppo felt the attack from behind, turned around quickly, crossed his arms in front of him, and took the punch. Where the fists and palms intersected, energy overflowed like a surging, endless tide, causing the surrounding space to be like a calm lake with a huge rock thrown into it, causing circles of violent ripples, as if space itself was painfully twisted and deformed under this destructive force.
Just when the battle was deadlocked, Frieza's iconic evil smile slowly climbed onto his face like a shadow quietly emerging in the night. He was just like a poisonous snake hiding in the depths of darkness, always eyeing its prey, with endless murderous intent and cunningness. He just raised his proud chin slightly, and let out a series of sharp, piercing, creepy "ho ho" laughter, and then slowly opened his mouth, his tone full of contempt and ridicule: "Hey, look at you with a big beard! With your little skill, you dare to stop our Seventh Universe from marching towards victory? It's just a daydream, you overestimate your own abilities to the extreme! You are just an ignorant fool. In front of us, your so-called strength is just like a child's play, so fragile that it can be easily destroyed. I advise you to give up as soon as possible and stop embarrassing yourself here, so as to avoid losing too badly and losing the face of your own universe completely!" After that, he curled his lips heavily with disdain, and that expression seemed to show that in his eyes, he was not even as good as an insignificant ant. At the same time, he raised his arms slightly and gently combed his iconic long white hair with his slender fingers, his eyes full of arrogance and teasing.
When Toppo heard Frieza's humiliating words, his originally firm brows instantly furrowed tightly, like two towering mountains pressing against each other in anger, and the anger in his eyes suddenly "swooshed", like a beacon that was ignited, burning fiercely. His eyes were wide open, staring at Frieza fiercely, and his eyes seemed to be spewing fire. His chest rose and fell violently, and he gasped for breath, obviously being extremely angry at Frieza's words. However, Frieza was not moved at all. Instead, he continued to provoke like a wolf that smelled the fear of its prey: "All is fair in war. This is an irrefutable truth since ancient times. How could a simple-minded guy like you who only knows how to act recklessly win the seventh universe that we have carefully planned? If you know what's good for you, just admit defeat quickly and don't humiliate yourself here and make a fool of yourself! Hahahaha!" His tone was full of naked contempt and provocation, as if in his heart, Toppo was already a poor guy who was doomed to fail. As he spoke, he slowly paced in the air, his hands folded in front of his chest, and the smile on the corners of his mouth became more and more arrogant.
While Frieza was speaking arrogantly, he quietly gathered energy in the dark. In his palm, a strange energy began to rotate rapidly. The energy was like a greedy small black hole, madly devouring the surrounding light, causing the surrounding space to distort. He narrowed his eyes that flashed with cold light, like a cunning beast secretly spying on its prey, staring closely at Toppo who was concentrating on fighting with No. 17 and had no time to care about anything else. Seeing this perfect gap, Frieza suddenly waved his hands, as if conducting a symphony of destruction. A series of golden energy waves, like dense artillery shells, with a sharp whistle, shot towards Toppo rapidly, and at the same time he kept shouting: "This ignorant bearded man dared to openly oppose our seventh universe. He is simply impatient to live! Hahahaha!" The classic arrogant smile of the villain bloomed wantonly on his face at this time, as if he had already won the victory, and Toppo's defeat was already a foregone conclusion. Each energy wave instantly ignites the surrounding air during its flight, leaving behind a series of fiery trails.
Rage awakens! Toppo's God of Destruction arrives!
On the field, the energy around Topo was like boiling magma, surging and roaring wildly, like a super volcano about to erupt, containing the power to destroy the world. His eyes were red as blood, as if filled with endless anger, and the veins on his forehead bulged, like twisted earthworms, jumping wildly under his skin. Beads of sweat rolled down his resolute cheeks, dripping onto the ground of the field, and instantly evaporated into nothingness. His clenched fists made a "crackling" sound, as if announcing to the world the long-suppressed anger in his heart that was about to erupt. His feet pressed firmly on the ground, leaving two deep footprints on the ground of the field, and countless tiny cracks appeared on the surrounding ground with the footprints as the center.
"Unforgivable! You despicable ants!" Toppo's roar was like thunder, with endless anger and power, shaking the entire stadium. Wherever the sound wave passed, the air seemed to be rubbed and twisted by an invisible giant hand, and it instantly became unrecognizable, as if the entire stadium was trembling with fear under this roar. In the audience seats around the stadium, many weaker spectators were dizzy and covered their ears with terrified expressions on their faces.
In an instant, the aura around him suddenly changed drastically. The originally shining light seemed to be swallowed by the dark abyss, and was replaced by a deep and mysterious purple flame with endless destructive aura. This was the powerful aura unique to the God of Destruction, like an ancient beast that had been sleeping for a thousand years, and finally became completely enraged at this moment. With Toppo as the center, it spread out like a substance. Under the impact of this terrifying force, the ground of the stadium seemed like fragile glass that could not bear the weight. Countless cracks appeared in an instant. These cracks spread rapidly like spider webs, as if the earth was groaning in pain under this destructive force, making bursts of dull sounds. Then, the ground began to crack piece by piece, and gravel splashed out in all directions like cannonballs.
As Toppo raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, shaking the universe, the entire stadium began to shake violently as if it had encountered an unprecedented super-strong earthquake. Under the impact of this terrifying force, the mountains in the distance seemed to be hit by the giant's huge force, and huge and hideous cracks began to appear. Then, the mountains collapsed as if they were broken by a pair of invisible hands. Countless huge rocks rolled down from the peaks like raindrops, hitting the ground, raising dust all over the sky, as if a thick shadow of death was cast over this battlefield. In the sky, the originally clear and cloudless sky was instantly covered by dark clouds. The dark clouds rolled and surged like surging waves. Thick lightning flashed through the clouds like angry dragons, illuminating the entire dark sky and reflecting the world in a flickering light, as if the end of the world had come. The entire world was enveloped by this destructive force, as if everything would be reduced to dust and cease to exist under this force. Lightning continued to strike, hitting the ground, causing violent explosions again and again, and flames shot up into the sky.
Toppo's body began to swell continuously, his muscles bulging high, like pieces of extremely hard rock, full of power. His figure became taller and more majestic, like an ancient demon god descending to the world, exuding a chilling breath. At this time, three eye-catching red triangle marks suddenly appeared on his chest, which were exactly the same as the pattern on the clothes of the 11th Universe Destroyer Wei Meide. This is the unique symbol of the 11th Universe Destroyer. The purple energy surrounding him formed an extremely huge vortex, like a terrifying abyss leading to endless darkness, emitting a heart-pounding suction. Wherever it went, all matter seemed to be gently scratched by the scythe of the god of death, instantly decomposed, turned into nothing, and disappeared without a trace, as if entering a space completely devoured by dark magic, and all life was deprived of it at this moment. Some small objects close to the vortex were instantly sucked into it, leaving no trace.
At this moment, Toppo has successfully transformed into a true God of Destruction. The terrifying aura that chills people to the bone is like an invisible and indestructible shackle, tightly covering every soldier present, making them feel a deep chill from the bottom of their hearts, as if they were in an extremely cold place with ice and snow, and their blood was about to freeze. He slowly raised the hand that seemed to carry the weight of the entire universe, pointed at Frieza and No. 17, and raised a cold and emotionless smile at the corner of his mouth. That smile seemed to ruthlessly announce that their doomsday had come, and any struggle was in vain... No. 17 and Frieza felt this terrifying aura, their faces instantly became extremely solemn, and their bodies unconsciously tensed up, preparing for the upcoming terrorist attack.
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