A Fight Without Moving Fingers

Strength was the ultimate truth.

Like the level 7 stone giant which could easily destroy a small hill, a level 8 would have no problem breaking large cities apart.

A level 9 would be even more dangerous. The fight of peak level 9s could cause moons to undergo permanent geographical changes.

And Sovereigns…

They could break apart the continental plates of the planets, divide seas into half, blow up asteroids with ease and kill hundreds of thousands of low awakeners with a strike.

'I am lagging behind.'

If he strictly viewed through the lens of potential, he should've been at least a level 7 by now.

Yet, he was still a level 6. Varian didn't spend time on useless things, but he could've surely managed his time better.

'It feels bad to know…' Varian smiled wryly. 'But even if it is better, truth must be said.'

Shhh!

The rustling wind shook Varian out of his short introspection.

He tried to stand up but stopped.