Chapter 180: McQueen's Responsibility

If she wanted to leave the Fifth Pack, that would be equivalent to taking on fifteen other Uma Musume at the same time.

Unless she intended to overwhelm everyone with sheer strength, disrupting this rhythm would be tantamount to suicide.

[Showa Red Supercar]: This situation is practically just like the Dream Cup.

[Bewitching Dark Bay]: Exactly. It has the atmosphere of the Dream Cup.

The Dream Cup was an all-star race. Since everyone taking part was the strongest of their era, that was what made it worth watching.

This chaotic clash among monsters could no longer be considered the Arima Kinen.

They wore their eras like ceremonial robes, marching toward their respective finish lines. Their finish line... was the future!

The Uma Musume in the Livestream Room watched the group of monsters running around the track without being able to take their eyes off them—or rather, this monstrous gathering of heroes from different eras. Before they knew it, they had been drawn in.

They observed their postures and learned the techniques that belonged to them.

The Uma Musume appearing on the screen watched their own running forms and gradually grew nervous.

Even someone as airheaded as Oguri Cap was seriously observing herself and her opponents at this moment.

"Hey, something's off about the atmosphere. What's going on?"

Sunday Silence, hanging from Zhou Yuang's shoulder, looked at him in confusion. She reached out and poked him, hoping he would explain.

"It's the Three Goddesses' arrangement. But why would they do this?"

The scene unfolding was practically textbook material. Zhou Yuang observed everything from every angle and felt that these Uma Musume should all be at the peaks of their respective careers. When it came to battling Horse-racing crickets, the Three Goddesses certainly knew what they were doing.

But what were they