Dragon Ball: I Became Cell in a Doomed Future

Chapter 357 357: It’s All Chronoa’s Fault

The results of the first round caused no small stir in the spectator stands.

Among the Gods of Destruction in particular, the atmosphere was especially heavy.

"What kind of joke is this? Half of us Gods of Destruction actually lost! This is utter humiliation!"

"Damn it! You're Gods of Destruction! How could you lose to these mortals?"

Of the ten participating Gods of Destruction, only five had entered the winners' bracket.

For beings who had always stood high above others, this was a serious blow to their pride.

The five who entered the winners' bracket were still fine.

Those who had fallen into the losers' bracket were now only thinking of ways to save face.

Sidra, the God of Destruction of Universe 9, wore a dark expression.

"That fellow named Hearts, and Fu too… their powers are far too strange!"

Iwan, the God of Destruction of Universe 1, nodded deeply in agreement.

"Entities like the Universe Seed and the Universe Tree are simply not things we can resist…"

The two of them had been suppressed by Hearts and Fu from beginning to end. They had not even had a chance to fight back. It was an absolute disgrace.

So they could only blame it on their opponents using heaven-defying artifacts.

Gin, the God of Destruction of Universe 12, interrupted their complaints.

Although he had also fallen into the losers' bracket, his expression was far calmer than the others.

"A loss is a loss. No number of excuses will change that fact."

"We underestimated the contestants in this game."

Quitela, the God of Destruction of Universe 4, refused to accept it.

"Easy for you to say, Gin! You surrendered on your own. You never experienced that kind of helplessness!"

"All kinds of bizarre powerhouses keep appearing one after another. This is not normal at all!"

"Exactly! This timeline has become a complete mess!"

The Gods of Destruction argued over one another, and in the end, they turned their anger toward the silent Supreme Kai of Time in the corner.

"Chronoa! This is all your responsibility!"

Quitela pointed at her, his tone unfriendly.

"If not for your poor supervision, how could so many distorted timeline beings have appeared?"

"Emperor Vegeta, Hearts, Fu… these people should never have appeared here at all!"

"You must take responsibility for this!"

For a moment, all the defeated Gods of Destruction turned their furious gazes toward Chronoa.

It was as if everything had been caused by her negligence.

Under the accusations of the gods, Chronoa's body trembled slightly.

She raised her head. That young face, which should have been full of energy, was now filled with exhaustion.

There were faint dark circles beneath her eyes, and her entire person looked haggard.

For a long time now, in order to repair the many distorted timelines, she and the Time Patrol warriors had barely had a moment of rest.

The Zamasu incident, the Dark Demon Realm's schemes, the hunt for Ozotto…

One matter after another had pressed down on her like mountains, leaving her almost unable to breathe.

Yet all that hard work and effort had become evidence of her inaction in the eyes of the Gods of Destruction.

Chronoa opened her mouth.

Grievance, exhaustion, helplessness. All kinds of emotions surged up at once, choking her throat.

The appearance of these people had indeed exceeded her expectations.

But many of these problems were basically historical leftovers.

Those timelines that had not yet been corrected were being constantly corroded outward under the Dark Demon Realm's schemes.

She had already been working very hard to repair them.

But even so, she still could not keep up with the speed of the distortions.

"I…"

"You seem to have misunderstood something."

A calm voice rang out.

At some point, Levos had stepped in front of Chronoa, blocking the gods' gazes.

"Without Chronoa and the Time Patrol running themselves ragged across countless timelines, do you think you would still be sitting comfortably in your positions as Gods of Destruction?"

Forget everything else. Fused Zamasu alone had the ability to contaminate an entire universe.

And that was not even mentioning what kind of catastrophe the Dark Demon Realm, after cooperating with Fused Zamasu, would bring to all timelines.

"Speaking of which, fighting the Dark Demon Realm should be part of your duties as Gods of Destruction. Yet while enjoying your supreme positions, what have you actually done to maintain the stability of this timeline?"

"This timeline was already standing on the edge of destruction because of your negligence and inaction."

The Gods of Destruction immediately lost half their momentum.

They could accuse Chronoa, but they did not dare casually refute Levos.

This man's strength was unfathomable.

More importantly, he had Zeno standing behind him.

Quitela trembled with anger, but he could only swallow his curses in frustration.

"Well said."

Aeos spoke coldly.

"A group of Gods of Destruction who cannot even manage their own universes. What right do you have to accuse anyone else?"

"If not for your dereliction of duty, letting all kinds of evil grow unchecked, how could so many troubles have piled up?"

"No matter which timeline Hearts and Fu rose in, they developed right under your noses. As Gods of Destruction, are you saying you bear no responsibility at all?"

Aeos's words were even sharper than Levos's, mercilessly exposing the reality of the Gods of Destruction's inaction.

As the former Supreme Kai of Time, she understood the way these Gods of Destruction acted all too well.

Aside from a select few, most of them only cared about enjoying themselves and sleeping.

"You!"

Quitela shook with anger, but he could not refute her.

Because what Aeos said was the truth.

The other Gods of Destruction also turned their heads away, not daring to meet her eyes.

For a moment, the atmosphere became unbearably awkward.

Inside the Saiyan spaceship, Emperor Vegeta watched this scene with a cold smile on his lips.

"So-called Gods of Destruction. Nothing but useless trash with empty titles."

Kakarot deeply agreed.

In their timeline, the Saiyan Empire had developed right under the noses of those Gods of Destruction.

Even after gaining the ability to cross universes, they had never worried that the gods would join forces against them.

Because with only the slightest provocation, those Gods of Destruction would busy themselves with internal strife. Even if one of their peers met disaster, the others would only gloat.

That was exactly why His Majesty Vegeta had been able to defeat them one by one and reign over the twelve universes.

"Once the tournament ends, I will personally bring an end to this rotten era and place this entire timeline under my rule."

In the spectator stands, Chronoa took a deep breath.

"Everyone, now is not the time for infighting!"

"Hearts and Fu want to create their so-called perfect universe."

"For that goal, they have not hesitated to distort history, and they have even joined forces with the Dark Demon Realm."

"Once their conspiracy succeeds, all of us will be erased!"

"We must unite and stop them!"

However, her appeal received no response from the Gods of Destruction.

One by one, they turned their heads away with cold expressions.

Unite?

They had just been humiliated in public, and now they were supposed to join hands with the other side?

They could not afford to lose that much face.

Aside from Earth's side and the members of the Time Patrol, no one paid attention to Chronoa.

Seeing this, a deep sense of powerlessness appeared in Chronoa's eyes.

Just then…

Buzz!

The giant screen in the center of the arena suddenly lit up.

Full Metal Cell Max's voice rang out at just the right moment.

"Contestants."

"The rest period is now over."

"The winners' bracket draw will now begin."

As soon as he spoke, everyone's attention was drawn over.

The arguments and accusations came to an abrupt halt.

On the screen, the portraits of the thirty-two winners' bracket contestants began to roll rapidly.

A tense atmosphere once again enveloped the entire venue.

For the Gods of Destruction, this was a chance to recover their dignity.

For the other contestants, it was a step toward tempering themselves or achieving their own goals.

Frieza, in particular, stared tightly at the screen, fists clenched.

"No matter who it is… no one will stop me!"

"I will have those ten Spirit Tree fruits!"

For the sake of that final 0.01 centimeters, no matter who his opponent was, he had to win!

Frieza's gaze had never been so determined.

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