Varok's gaze moved across the young geniuses standing near the Primordial side.
His dark red eyes lingered on Damian, Ervin, Revona, Morgana, Kaiden, Orion, Rosaline, Rakan, Aurelian, and the rest. Most of them had already stepped into the 1st level of the Divine Lord Realm.
Their auras were young, fierce, and unstable in places from their recent Primordial Bloodline awakenings, but their realms were undeniable. They weren't ordinary geniuses anymore. They'd turned into young monsters carrying the future of the Divine Realm on their shoulders.
Then Varok's gaze finally landed back on Max. A faint sneer slowly crossed his face.
"I'll admit, the other young geniuses of your universe aren't bad," Varok said, his voice carrying across the council domain. "All of them sit at the 1st level of the Divine Lord Realm. At the very least, they look like people your universe might reasonably pin some hope on."
His smile turned colder.
"But him?"
