At this very moment, Bergamo and his two brothers stood near their universe's designated area. Unlike the warriors from the other universes, they had not rushed out to find opponents and fight.
The reason was simple: they still had not fully processed what had just happened.
The three of them—especially Bergamo—felt as though his entire body had been soaked in cold sweat.
His heart was beating far faster than usual. Although he could not hear what the Universe 9 warriors in the stands were saying from where he stood,
Bergamo still did not dare look up at them.
Because Universe 9 had ended up in this state entirely due to his own rash decision.
The warriors who had originally been innocent had all been punished and could no longer take the field.
Yet the three of them, the culprits, were now standing in the middle of the arena.
Bergamo did not know how to describe this feeling.
He even felt as though countless living beings behind him were pointing at him, cursing him.
"It's all your fault! You've doomed Universe 9!"
"Who told you to act on your own? You're nothing but a disaster!"
Bergamo's mind was beginning to grow hazy. He spread out his hands and held them before his eyes.
He looked from side to side. His palms seemed drenched in cold sweat.
Then his gaze began to blur. His hands seemed to sway from side to side, leaving faint afterimages.
Seeing that something was wrong with Bergamo, his second and third brothers each placed a hand on one of his shoulders and gently called to him.
Although Lavender was a sinister warrior who liked using poison, his feelings for his brothers were genuine. Concern filled his eyes as he softly called out.
"Big Brother, Big Brother, what's