"Who exactly are you?"
Sapir looked at the person in front of him and asked.
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!