The Time a God of Destruction was reincarnated as a slime.

Finally, the long-awaited day arrived. Zerna, Erza, and a contingent of their subordinates took charge of escorting the guests to the arena. They arrived at a massive, ornate door glowing with divine energy, its intricate carvings pulsing with life. As each guest stepped through the door, they were transported to the specially crafted dimension Beerus had created.

The Grand Arena

The guests were immediately overwhelmed by the majesty of the arena. The fighting ground stretched endlessly, surrounded by glimmering, celestial skies filled with constellations. The stands were adorned with crystalline structures and divine runes, radiating power. The barriers shimmered faintly, an indication of their impenetrable strength.

The world's strongest beings, leaders, and dignitaries gazed in awe at the divine craftsmanship. Even those accustomed to power felt humbled in Beerus's creation.

Luminous Valentine whispered, "This... this is beyond anything I've ever seen."

Milim Nava jumped excitedly, shouting, "This is so cool! When do we start?! I can't wait!"

Draguel smiled to himself. "Beerus really doesn't do things halfway."

Even Feldway and the angels nodded approvingly, impressed by the meticulous preparation.

The Speech

Once all the guests had taken their seats, Beerus rose from his throne at the center of the arena. His divine aura spread across the dimension, silencing every whisper and commanding the attention of all present. Clad in his regal attire, with Velzar standing gracefully by his side, Beerus looked down upon the gathered crowd.

In a voice that resonated like thunder yet flowed like music, Beerus began:

"Welcome, lords, kings, queens, demon lords, angels, and all who have gathered here today. You stand on sacred ground, crafted to bear witness to a historic event. Today, we are here not just to spectate but to honor the eternal struggle between light and darkness, a clash of ideologies and power that transcends worlds."

The crowd listened, enraptured by his words.

"Two titans stand at the precipice of destiny. On one side, Rudra, the stalwart emperor, a beacon of justice and order, who has ruled his empire with unmatched strength. On the other, Guy Crimson, the demonic overlord, a force of chaos and dominance, who has held his throne for eons without rival. Both have played their games, tested one another's limits, and danced around the question that haunts them: Who is the strongest?"

Beerus's golden eyes gleamed as he continued, his voice growing more commanding.

"But today, that question will be answered! No more games, no more shadows. Today, they will fight not just for power, but for their very existence. One shall rise victorious, and the other... will fall."

Gasps rippled through the crowd, even from those who already knew the stakes.

"This battle is not just a personal affair. It is a testament to the strength and resilience of this world's champions. Let it serve as a reminder that in the face of insurmountable odds, true power shines brightest. Today, you shall witness a fight that will be spoken of for eternity."

With a final wave of his hand, the arena shifted slightly, the light intensifying as the fighting ground below was fully revealed.

"Now, let the stage be set. The fighters will take their places, and when the time comes, we shall bear witness to the greatest battle ever fought!"

The crowd erupted in cheers, their anticipation reaching its peak. Even the most reserved guests couldn't contain their excitement. Beerus sat back on his throne, satisfied with the tension in the air, as the time for the clash drew near.

The moment Beerus signaled the start of the battle, both Guy Crimson and Rudra disappeared from their initial positions. The sound of their departure reverberated like thunder, a shockwave spreading across the arena. The crowd, for all their excitement, fell completely silent. The tension in the air was palpable; no one wanted to miss a single instant of this monumental clash.

The Opening Exchange

Suddenly, the two fighters reappeared mid-air, their fists colliding with an explosive force that sent ripples through the dimension. The arena trembled, yet the protective barriers held firm, containing the godlike energies within.

Guy Crimson, using his innate speed and overwhelming strength, launched into a flurry of punches and kicks, each blow cracking the very fabric of the air. Rudra met him blow for blow, his Heroic Aura shimmering like a golden flame, deflecting Guy's demonic energy. Their movements were so fast that even some of the weaker attendees, despite Beerus's spell, struggled to follow.

Luminous Valentine muttered, "Are they teleporting, or are they just that fast?"

Draguel, his arms crossed, chuckled. "This is only the beginning."

Guy's Offensive Maneuvers

Guy summoned his Hellstorm Breaker, a sphere of concentrated demonic energy, and hurled it directly at Rudra. The energy twisted and screamed, carving through the air with a devastating roar. Rudra countered with Armageddon, summoning a legion of glowing ethereal swords that rained down on the sphere, piercing it from all sides until it exploded harmlessly in a brilliant flash.

"Impressive," Guy said, smirking as he dashed forward, his hands crackling with black lightning, a signature ability of his Infernal Wrath. With a sweeping motion, he unleashed a storm of lightning bolts, each one capable of vaporizing mountains. Rudra, with an almost casual wave of his hand, activated Heaven Guard, summoning an impenetrable barrier that absorbed the lightning completely.

"You'll have to do better than that!" Rudra taunted, his voice steady despite the immense pressure.

Rudra's Retaliation

Without hesitation, Rudra dismissed his barrier and charged forward, his Adam, Lord of Order radiating with divine power. With Absolute Dominion, he manipulated Guy's own killing intent, turning it into a psychic assault. For a brief moment, Guy faltered, his vision blurring as nightmarish images flooded his mind. But Guy, ever the warrior, roared and shattered the illusion with sheer willpower, his demonic energy surging outward like a tidal wave.

Rudra didn't relent. He raised his sword, its blade glowing with the golden light of Hero's Judgment, and slashed downward. The energy beam that followed carved through the arena, splitting the ground beneath them and forcing Guy to evade with a speed that left afterimages.

"Not bad," Guy said, licking his lips. "But I'm just getting started."

The Battle Heats Up

Guy activated Demonic Supremacy, causing his body to be surrounded by an ominous red-black aura. His strength and speed skyrocketed, and he began overwhelming Rudra in close combat. Punches and kicks rained down like meteors, each one shaking the arena. Rudra's armor cracked under the relentless assault, but his Hero's Resolve kept him standing firm.

"You think brute force is enough to beat me?" Rudra countered. With a surge of magicules, he activated Regalia Dominion, taking control of the surrounding energy and reshaping the battlefield. The ground beneath Guy's feet turned into golden chains that wrapped around his limbs, restricting his movements.

"Clever," Guy admitted, breaking the chains with a burst of energy. "But not enough!"

The Climax of Power

Realizing they were evenly matched in strength and speed, both fighters began to unleash their trump cards.

Guy raised his arms, and summoned Infernal Cataclysm, a massive demonic rift that tore through the sky, spewing hellfire and meteors. The heat was unbearable, even for the spectators. Rudra, refusing to back down, activated Heaven's Zenith, summoning a celestial storm that collided with the infernal rift. The clash of these two ultimate attacks sent shockwaves through the dimension, shaking even the stands.

The crowd could hardly believe their eyes. The very fabric of reality seemed to strain under the weight of their power. The arena floor was now a war-torn wasteland, yet the two fighters remained undeterred.

With both fighters visibly exhausted but unwilling to concede, they charged at each other one last time. Guy's fists glowed with the power of Demonic Annihilation, while Rudra's sword radiated with Hero's Ultimatum, a technique capable of severing even the strongest of barriers.

The collision was cataclysmic. The sheer force of their clash created a blinding explosion that forced even the gods and demon lords in attendance to shield their eyes. When the dust settled, the two warriors stood facing each other, bloodied but unbowed, their determination unwavering.

The arena trembled as the clash between Rudra and Guy Crimson continued to escalate. With both warriors activating their Ultimate Skills, the atmosphere was charged with an overwhelming intensity that even the most powerful spectators couldn't ignore.

Reactions from the Audience

The Angels, usually emotionless and confident in their divine supremacy, exchanged uneasy glances. Even they hadn't anticipated that mortals could wield such devastating power. "This level of combat is far beyond what we expected," muttered one of the angels.

The Kings and Queens in attendance were pale, their fear palpable. They whispered among themselves, vowing silently to never cross either Rudra or Guy.

Milim, unable to contain her excitement, was practically bouncing in her seat. "This is amazing! I want to fight them both!" she exclaimed, her eyes glued to the battle.

Dino, known for his laziness, was sitting upright, his usual boredom replaced with genuine intrigue. "Alright, I'll admit… this is worth staying awake for," he muttered, his eyes tracking their every move.

Even the Primordial Demons in attendance, beings who considered themselves the apex of existence, couldn't help but marvel at the sheer magnitude of the battle. Luminous Valentine, though composed, clutched her wine glass tightly. "This is beyond mortal combat. This is a war between gods."

Clash of Ultimate Skills

With Adam, Lord of Order glowing like a divine beacon, Rudra's every move radiated authority and precision. His strikes were swift, calculated, and relentless, each imbued with his will to dominate the battlefield. Guy, on the other hand, with Lucifer, Lord of Pride, fought like an unstoppable force, his aura blazing with unyielding confidence and arrogance.

Guy, grinning wildly, attempted to use Lucifer's sub-skill, Copy, to mimic Adam's Absolute Dominion, but Rudra's mastery over his newfound power was evident. A golden barrier erupted around him, repelling Guy's attempt with an explosion of divine light. "You won't steal my power, Guy," Rudra said, his voice steady but filled with determination.

"Is that so?" Guy smirked, his red eyes gleaming. "Then I'll use everything else I've taken!"

Swordplay Like No Other

Guy summoned his God-Grade Sword, Hell's Fang, a blade forged in the depths of the underworld, radiating crimson energy that seemed to distort reality itself. Rudra, not to be outdone, wielded Deva, a blade that glowed with golden brilliance, a weapon crafted to embody his newfound skill.

Their swords clashed, creating shockwaves that resonated through the entire dimension.

Guy swung his blade in a wide arc, unleashing waves of destructive energy that carved massive trenches into the arena.

Rudra countered with a precise upward slash, his sword cutting through the energy waves like butter, leaving trails of golden light in its wake.

The speed of their swordplay was unimaginable, their blades clashing hundreds of times within seconds. Sparks flew, illuminating the arena like fireworks. Each strike carried the weight of their respective wills, neither willing to back down.