The Malevolent Phantom across from Felix furrowed his brows. "Malevolent Phantom? What's that supposed to be?"

Felix chuckled, only then remembering that was what Earthlings called them. Of course, this guy wouldn't recognize the name.

But before he could reply, the creature burst into manic laughter. "I get it now. You must be from some backwater planet our kin are currently evaluating, right?"

Felix kept smiling. "That's right. And what do you think happened to your kind once they were done?"

Since there was a connection, the Phantom wasn't in any rush to attack. "You're one of those rare last-minute qualifiers. Not many barbarians from undeveloped planets get selected to join the Starmark and compete in the Rank-Ascending Competition.

"Even if you made it in, what do you think you can really accomplish? You passed the preliminary, sure, but deep down, you must know you don't even have the strength to crack the top ten."

The Malevolent Phantom clearly knew quite a bit. Since