"I heard that the disciples of Weimeide are very strong, and there is also a human named Jiren in their universe who is very powerful," Hailes mused. "That's what Weimeide bragged to me the last time I saw him... It turns out it was all just empty boasting."
"How is it? Isn't it interesting?" Rumusi chuckled.
"Are you here to show off to me?" Hailes's face turned cold. "Get out! Get out immediately!"
Rumusi: "..."
"No, I'm really not here to show off to you," Rumusi decided to endure.
For the pure black blue frame!
I must endure.
I still have to take photos of Vegeta.
"Then what exactly do you mean?" Hailes snorted and asked again, "By the way, I suddenly forgot to ask, how did Champa win those 3000 years?"
Rumusi was speechless.
Your mind changes so fast.
"It's a similar principle, it was also a contest between disciples," Rumusi replied.
"As far as I know, Champa doesn't have any disciples," Hailes snorted.
"It's not important anymore," Rumusi laughed heartily, winked at Hailes, and lowered his voice, "I'll ask you one thing, do you want to share it with me?"
"What do you mean?" Hailes was stunned.
"Think about it, this is 10,000 years!" Rumusi said. "It's not good for me to just lie flat for these 10,000 years. Not working for 10,000 years, although the two of them can work for me, I'm afraid I'll develop a habit later, and I'll be a bit negligent in managing our universe... And if the Grand Minister investigates one day, I'll be in trouble."
"What exactly do you want to say?" Hailes frowned.
"I want to give you 3000 years," Rumusi proposed. "After all, among these Gods of Destruction, I only have some good feelings for you."
"Do you really want to give me 3000 years?" Hailes felt that happiness came too suddenly.
"How about I give you Champa's 3000 years?" Rumusi said.
"If you are willing to let Champa work for me for 3000 years, I will owe you a favor!" Hailes was excited.
"No need for any favors, I just want to see the basket frame," Rumusi chuckled.
Hailes: "?????"
"When you first arrived, you mentioned the basket frame, what exactly do you mean?" Hailes asked curiously.
"Come closer," Rumusi said.
Hailes leaned his ear in.
Rumusi whispered a few words into Hailes's ear.
Then Hailes's face turned from black to white, from white to purple, and from purple to green.
Hailes's expression was extremely ugly, and he was trembling with anger.
"Destruction!"
Hailes swung his palm, hitting Rumusi directly in the chest.
Hailes's hand was imbued with destructive energy.
"Pfft..."
Rumusi immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and felt terrible.
"Bang!"
Hailes kicked Rumusi high into the air.
"Smack!"
A flash of light appeared in Hailes's hand, and a bow and arrow materialized out of nowhere.
Hailes nocked an arrow, aiming at Rumusi in the sky.
"Die for me!" Hailes yelled.
"Whoosh!"
The arrow turned into a stream of light, rapidly shooting towards Rumusi.
Rumusi had just stabilized himself in mid-air when he saw the arrow whistling towards him.
"Smack!"
Rumusi waved his large hand and swatted the incoming arrow away.
"Hailes, can't we talk properly?" Rumusi shouted angrily.
I just want to take a look at your basket frame.
Do you have to beat me like this?
"Stop the nonsense! You shameless fellow!" Hailes trembled with rage and shot another arrow.
"Bang!"
Rumusi waved his large hand again, knocking the arrow far away.
Immediately afterward, Rumusi dived down.
In an instant, Rumusi appeared less than 10 meters above Hailes, looking down at him.
"Roar..."
Rumusi puffed out his cheeks and let out a roar.
Elephant Roar Technique!
An invisible energy instantly covered Hailes.
Hailes felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.
"Hey!"
Rumusi descended from the sky, appearing opposite Hailes, and swung his elephant trunk violently.
"Bang!"
Rumusi's elephant trunk slammed hard into Hailes's face.
"Smack!"
Rumusi rushed forward rapidly and launched a fierce attack on Hailes.
Hailes quickly regained his composure and began to counterattack.
For a time, the two Gods of Destruction fought fiercely in this God of Destruction realm.
The two fought for about 3 minutes.
"Stop!" Rumusi shouted loudly.
Hailes paused.
"If you don't agree, fine, I'm leaving!" Rumusi snorted and called out to Whis, "Let's go, Whis."
"Alright, Lord Rumusi," Whis sighed helplessly.
Fortunately, the fight between these two Gods of Destruction was not too fierce, and not much was destroyed, so there was no need for repairs.
"Wait a minute!" Hailes gritted his teeth.
"Do you want to keep fighting? Our strengths are similar, it would take days to determine a winner," Rumusi snorted. "If we fight with all our might, your God of Destruction realm might cease to exist, and even the entire Second Universe would be affected."
"I won't fight anymore, I won't fight anymore," Hailes shook his head. "Don't leave in a hurry."
"I'm not in a hurry to leave, are you inviting me to dinner? Will you treat me to a meal?" Rumusi said testily.
Hailes hesitated.
"There aren't many Gods of Destruction as generous as me!" Rumusi said angrily. "You don't even want 3000 years given to you for free. It seems you like working, so I won't bother you. I'll take back what I said earlier. If I have offended you in any way, I apologize."
"No... it's nothing..." Hailes bit his lip.
"Since it's nothing, then let it be, goodbye." Rumusi waved his hand and prepared to leave the God of Destruction realm.
"Um... actually, it's not impossible to take a look!" Hailes blushed, clenching his fists tightly.
I am a God of Destruction, what is there to be afraid of?
It's just a look.
It doesn't seem impossible.
The main reason is that these 3000 years of having someone work for me are too tempting.
Rumusi's eyes widened.
"Are you sure?" Rumusi asked.
"Just one glance!" Hailes said.
"Stingy fellow!" Rumusi rolled his eyes. "Forget it, forget it, I'm increasingly feeling like I'm at a disadvantage. Someone working for you for 3000 years, and I only get one glance."