Dragon Ball- Vegata Future Rewritten By Inner Voice

Chapter 312 306 Dyspo: Toppo?

Under Vegeta's control, the giant net gradually shrank bit by bit.

At this point, Vegeta's intentions had become completely obvious.

Watching from the sidelines, Cabba could not help but admire Vegeta. Whether it was his battle power or his intelligence, both left Cabba deeply impressed.

"Damn it!!!"

As the giant net was about to completely envelop him, Dyspo let out a furious roar of helpless rage.

"This absolutely cannot happen!! I am Dyspo of the Pride Troopers, there's no way I can allow something like this!!"

Even at this stage, Dyspo still refused to give up.

Gathering his strength once more, he charged repeatedly toward the edge of the net, attempting to break through it by force, but how could Vegeta possibly give him that opportunity?

Vegeta was absolutely certain that with Dyspo's power, there was no way he could break free from these restraints specially prepared for him.

"Stop wasting your energy. If you keep struggling like a cornered dog, I can't guarantee this thing won't kill you directly, Dyspo."

"The more violently you resist, the greater the damage to your body."

Vegeta mocked coldly.

At that very moment, the energy net contracted to an extreme degree, and right before Dyspo's unwilling eyes, it completely wrapped around his entire body.

He immediately began struggling desperately.

"AAAAAHHHHH!!!"

Every inch of Dyspo's cells felt as though they were being tortured, causing him to let out heart-wrenching screams.

Suddenly, he remembered the words Vegeta had spoken earlier.

'The more he struggled, the more damage it would inflict upon his body.'

Compared to his earlier violent resistance, he gradually calmed down.

However, the prison Vegeta had created for him still tightly restrained his body, and every inch of his skin throbbed faintly with pain.

"Oh? Did you finally calm down?" Vegeta muttered as he slowly approached Dyspo.

At this moment, Dyspo lay on the ground with his eyes rolled white.

His mind had gone completely blank. Then suddenly, it seemed as though he had thought of something.

A sentence continuously echoed through his mind.

[The Tournament of Power forbids killing…]

[No killing…]

[KILLING!!!]

His pupils suddenly refocused and rapidly widened.

"Death…"

At this moment, a crazed idea emerged within his mind. As a member of the Pride Troopers… he had actually failed, and he did not want to endure such humiliation!

"That's right! Death!! I'll kill myself!!!" In an instant, Dyspo's expression became utterly deranged.

His body twisted and convulsed wildly on the ground like a writhing maggot!

"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"

He screamed miserably while spasming uncontrollably.

The sight was horrifying.

Inside Universe 7's spectator booth, Beerus had already realized what Dyspo was planning.

"Damn it!!! That bastard actually wants to force an extreme one-for-one trade this way!!! What a sinister guy! Damn you, Vermoud! Just what kind of people does your universe produce?!"

"This is bad! Vegeta! Don't give him the chance! If he really commits suicide, it'll still count as being caused by you!"

Beerus's analysis was extremely precise.

Beside him, Whis also wore a serious expression on his face as he watched this scene.

Logically speaking, there was actually nothing wrong with what Dyspo was doing. It completely complied with the rules of the Tournament of Power.

"It seems that fellow who looks a lot like Lord Beerus is quite skilled at exploiting loopholes in the rules. This could become troublesome."

"Shut up, Whis! This isn't the time for sarcastic remarks! I think this guy is exploiting a loophole in the rules!" Beerus had completely lost his composure.

At the same time…

It wasn't only Beerus. The Gods of Destruction from the other universes were also watching this scene unfold. However, since it had nothing to do with their own universes, they simply didn't care.

The attending Angels were all staring closely at the giant screen as well. None of them had expected a member of Universe 11 to make such a decision.

Only Universe 11's Angel, Marcarita, wore a grave expression.

"Dyspo…" A trace of worry appeared on her face.

Yet in the very next moment…

"Universe 11 will remember your sacrifice…"

…

At the Great Priest's platform… Zen'ō widened his eyes in confusion.

"Great Priest, what is this person doing?" He asked while pointing at Dyspo.

The Great Priest replied,

"Lord Zen'ō, he wants to commit suicide. I believe the rules may need to be revised."

…

On the arena stage…

At this moment, Vegeta had already realized what Dyspo was trying to do.

He never expected Dyspo to be this insane. If Dyspo committed suicide, what he would lose was his life.

As for Vegeta, he had no idea what kind of punishment he would face. Even in the best-case scenario, he would probably lose his qualification to continue in the tournament.

Thinking of this, Vegeta slowly walked toward Dyspo.

He looked at the "worm" writhing on the ground, its body already covered in wounds.

Vegeta grabbed him with one hand and at the same time, the energy net binding Dyspo instantly dispersed.

Immediately, Dyspo felt a huge sense of relief, and the pain on his face lessened considerably. However, the moment he realized his suicide plan had failed, he roared furiously at Vegeta:

"You bastard!! What did you do?! If you've got the guts, then kill me!"

While holding Dyspo up, Vegeta carried him toward the edge of the arena.

"I've already seen through your plan. Unfortunately, your life and death are not in your own hands… they're in mine and so far, you've earned my respect. Although your methods were somewhat disgraceful, you were still doing it for the sake of your universe."

"You deserve to be called a proud warrior."

Vegeta stared directly into Dyspo's eyes while speaking.

At this moment, Dyspo froze for an instant. Looking into Vegeta's eyes, he could tell that Vegeta was not lying.

Vegeta continued, "If there's another chance, I hope we can fight again someday. I hope you become even stronger. And besides… when I look at you, I can see the shadow of my former self."

"So I don't want to see you die like this."

"However, I can tell you with absolute certainty that this Tournament of Power will belong to Universe 7."

"No universe deserved to be erased. So for the sake of all universes, we absolutely must claim this victory!"

At this moment, Vegeta's words deeply moved Dyspo.

Dyspo's eyes became vacant as he had never expected Vegeta to acknowledge him like this.

At this point, his body no longer had the strength to resist.

Just like that, Vegeta brought him to the edge of the arena.

With a light toss, Vegeta threw Dyspo into the air. His body slowly drifted away from the stage. Just as he was about to be eliminated, a familiar figure suddenly appeared within his sight.

A massively muscular man locked eyes with Vegeta.

Dyspo muttered in disbelief,

"To… Toppo?!"

"No… how could Toppo possibly appear here?!!"

(End Of This Chapter)

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