"Who exactly are you?"

Sapir looked at the person in front of him and asked.

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Now, he was no longer afraid.

He knew that it was impossible for him to leave alive but, at the very least, he wanted to know who the person who had killed him and the people of the Litlan Empire was.

Hearing Sapir's words, that person laughed coldly and did not speak. Clearly, he had no intention of answering him.

Sapir was furious. This person actually dared to belittle him like this.

No matter what, he was the number one genius of the Litlan Empire and one of the four great geniuses of the Plane of Slaughter.

Suddenly, he thought of something and turned his head with difficulty, looking at the blood-red light curtain floating in the sky.

Then, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw a name.

Gladstone!

More than a million points!

It was obvious that this was the name of the person in front of him, and only he could achieve this score.

These points were the lives of the people of the Litlan Empire!

What surprised Sapir the most was not the points.

It was the pentagram symbol that followed this name.

Joelson, whose points had skyrocketed a few days ago, also had this symbol and, after killing Wilfrid, his symbol had become two.

Sapir vaguely guessed the meaning of this symbol.

It was the three keys.

Gladstone also followed Sapir's gaze and looked over.

Suddenly, his expression became unsightly.

He had not paid much attention to the ranking on the screen before. In his opinion, as long as he was willing, he could become number one at any time.

Previously, he had not made a move. He was also waiting for the trial to reach its end. The people of the four great empires had gathered together and once again eliminated him.

But now, there was actually a person whose name was ranked above him.

It was almost a million points higher than his!

"Who is that person?"

Gladstone asked coldly.

Hearing Gladstone's words.

Sapir sneered and did not answer.

He had humiliated him previously, and now he wanted to ask him a question.

Gladstone's expression became even uglier. Sapir had actually used the method he had just used to respond to him.

"Even if you don't say it, I have a way!"

Gladstone said darkly.

Sapir's face became as pale as a piece of white paper, and his eyes revealed a trace of fear.

If Gladstone wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be so afraid.

But he knew that Gladstone didn't mean that.

Gladstone was prepared to forcefully read the memories in his soul!

It was said that this secret technique was extremely painful. In comparison, it was much more comfortable to die directly.

"I'll say it!"

Sapir said with shame and anger.

Gladstone sneered, his face full of ridicule, and said, "What a worm. It's just a secret technique to read the soul, but you can't stand it."

Hearing this, Sapir's face became even uglier and he wanted to commit suicide.

But now that he was being strangled, he couldn't do it even if he wanted to.

Then.

Sapir told all the rumors that he had heard before.

Including the fact that Joelson had defeated Clemente in the competition, the fact that Joelson had controlled four dragons to kill 20,000 people from the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter, and the fact that he had crushed Bartholomew and Wilfrid.

These things had already spread throughout the Slaughter Divine Kingdom.

It could be imagined that after the trial ended...

What a huge disturbance would Joelson cause in the Plane of Slaughter.

Listening to Sapir's narration, Gladstone pondered for a moment and revealed a mocking expression.

"The number one genius? It's just that you people have never seen a true genius before."

"A bunch of insects is qualified to be called the number one genius? What a joke!"

Gladstone sneered and mocked.

Sapir's expression was filled with shame and anger. He was also known as the number one genius of the Litlan Empire.

Now that he heard these words, a wave of shame surged up in his heart.

"Joelson has four giant dragons and his own strength is also very powerful. Don't think that you can belittle the entire Plane of Slaughter just because you defeated me! You might not be able to defeat Joelson!"

Sapir gritted his teeth and said angrily.

When he first heard the news of Wilfrid and the destruction of the Divine Kingdom of Slaughter, he was extremely shocked.

At the same time, he gave up on the idea of fighting for the inheritance key. Such a monster was not something he could fight against.

However, he did not expect that he would need to use Joelson to anger Gladstone.

Although he did not think that Joelson would really be able to defeat Gladstone, he hoped that Gladstone would go and challenge Joelson because of this.

No matter what the result of the fight between the two was...

Gladstone would at least pay a price!

Hearing Sapir's words, Gladstone was not angry at all.

Instead, he said calmly, "Do you think I will fall for it?"

He could naturally see through such a trick at a glance.

But he did not take it to heart.

Sapir's face was filled with despair. Even his final plan was useless.

At this moment, Gladstone spoke again.

"However, you can rest assured that I will have a fight with him!"

After saying that, Gladstone exerted strength in his hands.

With a 'crack,' Sapir's neck was snapped like a tree branch.

"Sapir, the number one genius of the Litlan Empire? What a joke."

Gladstone laughed coldly.

After that, he seemed to have discovered something.

He turned his head and looked towards the distant mountain range.

He only saw a tiny figure. Their entire body had transformed into a ray of light. They were flying towards the center of the lost divine kingdom at the fastest speed possible.

Gladstone took a glance and retracted his gaze. He did not choose to chase after this person.

In his opinion, even if his strength was exposed, there wouldn't be any problems.

These people were just insects.

"Joelson? I hope your dragon won't let me down."

A mocking smile hung on Gladstone's face as he muttered to himself.

The next second, his figure disappeared from where he was, and no one knew where he went.

...

In the palace at the center of the lost divine kingdom.

Clemente was discussing Gladstone with a few people.

At first, they did not take Gladstone too seriously.

After all, they had seen the terrifying strength of Joelson, and they did not think that the person who held the last key would be a match for him.

But now, they could not help but worry.

To be able to kill nearly ten thousand geniuses of an empire in an instant.

Regardless of whether or not they used some special method, they had to pay attention to it.

Even Joelson's gaze revealed a rare seriousness.

Just as the few of them were discussing.

A person suddenly ran into the palace. His expression was extremely anxious and his eyes were filled with unconcealable fear.

It was as if he had encountered a terrifying incident.

Even after entering the palace and arriving in front of Clemente and the others, this person's legs still couldn't stop trembling.

"What's going on?"

Clemente frowned and asked.

He had an impression of this person. He was someone from the Orencia Empire.

That person anxiously opened his mouth and said, "Lord Clemente, all the people from the Litlan Empire are dead!"