The Smiling Trap
"Hehe… another peerless genius is going to die in my hands."
A sinister smile slowly spread across Vartak's aged face.
Within his cloudy eyes flickered a chilling light that had buried countless talents throughout the years.
Over the years, Vartak had killed countless geniuses.
Some possessed legendary physiques.
Some had once been hailed as future rulers of their generation.
Others had shocked entire Domains with their talent.
Yet in the end, they all shared the same fate.
Death.
Vartak never liked uncertainty.
Whenever he encountered someone capable of threatening him in the future, he preferred to eliminate them before they had the chance to grow.
And now—
Leon had unknowingly entered that category.
Around them, the experts observing from the chaotic void naturally noticed Vartak's gaze.
Many instantly understood his intentions.
Yet none stepped forward.
None spoke.
