Amidst the storm, Vegeta looked at Birus, who was completely unfazed by the attacks directed at him. He couldn't help but tell himself that a tremor was rapidly spreading in his heart.
You know, at this moment, his strength compared to 4 years ago has increased more than tenfold, reaching an unbelievably terrifying state.
Yet, despite such immense power, the so-called God of Destruction remains so calm, like a martial arts master facing an ordinary person. He regards the attack as no more than fancy moves, easily handling them. It's truly too frightening.
"Humph! I must admit, your power is indeed strong, but your control over it is too crude! At most, you manage to use seventy percent of what should be ten percent. This might work among mortals, but it's easily susceptible to harm from a god."
Perhaps sensing Vegeta's shock and doubt, Birus suddenly let out a cold snort and said disdainfully.
