After Arthur's voice announcing the final result echoed throughout the entire Central Arena, the emotions that had been suppressed for so long finally erupted at this very moment. Countless Human spectators simultaneously rose from their seats, raised both arms high, and shouted Zich's name. The deafening waves of cheers spread toward the sky above the arena, even causing the energy barrier covering the battlefield to tremble slightly.
This was the Nullborn Race's first defeat in this Chosen Tournament.
It was also Humanity's first proof.
That those monsters shrouded beneath black robes Were not invincible.
At the center of the battlefield.
Zich remained kneeling on one knee upon the ground. Every breath from his violently heaving chest tugged at the wound across his chest, causing fresh blood to drip into the grind..
