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Akira leaned back, his mind racing with the tactical possibilities of the Tournament of Power. As a transmigrator, he possessed a perspective that the fighters within the ring lacked, yet the recent turn of events left him genuinely baffled.
"Actually, I find it a bit puzzling," Akira muttered, his voice echoing the narrator's own confusion. "The two remaining fighters from Universe 4 were clearly specialists in stealth and detection evasion. They could have simply found a corner of the arena to hide in, suppressed their Ki, and waited for the chaos to subside before pulling a fast one."
He watched the playback on the screen, shaking his head. "Why did they choose to attack proactively? Now look at the resultâthey were completely wiped out, leading to Universe 4's total elimination. You could say Universe 4 brought this absolute destruction upon itself."
In Akira's eyes, the strategy was a disaster. Given the unique biology of the Universe 4 fighters, discovery would have been nearly impossible if they had stayed still. They could have let the heavy hitters from Universe 7 and Universe 11 whittle each other down, depleting their stamina and thinning the herd. By the time the final bell rang, Universe 4 might have secured victory simply by having more bodies left on the stage.
"Even if they were eventually caught in the crossfire of some God-tier Ki blasts, it would have been better than this," Akira reasoned. "Some might argue that hiding is just a slow death, while attacking offers a glimmer of hope. That's complete nonsense. In a high-stakes battle like this, an ill-advised proactive attack is just a quick death. And a slow death at least keeps the dream of survival alive for a few more minutes."
Across the dimensions, the viewers shared his disbelief. They had watched in awe as one fighter turned invisible and another revealed himself as a tiny, near-microscopic insect-human. But once the narrator pointed out the tactical blunder, the realization hit everyone like a shockwave.
Beerus: "@Quitela, you heard the narrator, right? I'm also very curious why your Universe 4 chose to seek death so proactively?"
Beerus couldn't hide the smirk on his face. While he was relieved that his Universe 7 was responsible for the elimination, the sheer stupidity of the move intrigued him.
Quitela: "You ask me? How would I know?!"
Quitela gnashed his teeth, his yellow fur bristling. He wanted to scream at the images of his own fighters. Had they grown overconfident in their invisibility? Did they really believe they could pick off the remaining powerhouses one by one? Even if that was the plan, they should have waited until the others had exhausted their Ki in the heat of battle. Now, his entire universe paid the price for their impatience.
Sengoku: "Perhaps they were too confident in their own abilities, assuming their presence could never be detected by conventional means."
Duanmu Yan: "Indeed. If it weren't for Android 17's sharp instincts, Gohan and Piccolo might never have uncovered the truth behind that insect-human. At the very least, that tiny fighter managed to eliminate Piccolo. That's a significant achievement."
Zhang Chulan: "Good heavens, that's another universe sent to the void by Universe 7. Now only Universe 3, Universe 7, and Universe 11 remain."
Zhang Chulan paused, his mind calculating the odds. "Could Universe 3 be the next to fall to Universe 7? I wouldn't dare say the same for Universe 11. Jiren is a monster. Between Son Goku's new forms and Jiren's overwhelming power, the final victor is anyone's guess. But Universe 3... they haven't shown anything that suggests they can withstand a full-scale assault from Goku's team."
If Universe 7 continued this streak, they would be responsible for eliminating almost every other universe in the tournamentâa feat of terrifying dominance.
Quitela: "No! @Vermoud, what is wrong with you in Universe 11! Why aren't you joining the fray? If Jiren had acted earlier, he could have blasted the entire Universe 7 team off the stage in one go!"
Vermoud: "Quitela, who do you think Jiren and Toppo are? They are the Pride Troopers of Universe 11! They are the guardians of peace and justice!"
Vermoud's voice was calm, filled with a sense of superiority. He wasn't bothered by his team's inaction. "Teaming up with other universes to gang up on Universe 7? They would never stoop to such a level. To the Pride Troopers, justice is a solitary path. They will wait for the weak to be culled, and then they will face the final survivors in a fair, decisive showdown. That is the way of the righteous."
Beerus: "Hahahahaha! Quitela, do you think everyone is as underhanded and despicable as you?"
Quitela: "Hmph! Beerus! Don't get ahead of yourself! Your Universe 7 will be crushed by Universe 11 in the end!"
Beerus: "Whether Universe 7 falls to Universe 11 is a matter for the future. However, the present reality is simple: your Universe 4 has been eliminated. And now, you will be erased."
In the arena, the atmosphere turned cold. Unlike the quiet dignity of Universe 2 or the resignation of Universe 6 and 10, Quitela was losing his mind. He screamed, his voice cracking as he threatened to drag everyone else down into the abyss with him.
But his tantrum meant nothing to the ultimate power. Zeno-sama raised a hand, a casual gesture that signaled the end. In a flash of cold light, Quitela and the entirety of Universe 4 vanished into nothingness.