There was silence again. A silence not of fear, but of respect, wonder, and uncertainty.
They had ruled galaxies. Subjugated numerous worlds. Battled ancient beasts in the void.
And yet—they had never seen someone like him.
Some of the younger geniuses clenched their fists, hearts filled with both admiration and despair.
Even the other top ten—Kronos, Nyssa, and the rest—stood still, saying nothing.
After the silence, they started to distribute the Void Ganges token and finally the Divine Ganges water to the ten great geniuses that appeared this time.
From tenth to fourth rank would receive a drop of Divine Ganges water, while second and third ranks would receive two drops, while first rank would receive three drops.
One by one, the ten stepped forward.
The tenth genius walked up, heart pounding, and reverently accepted the token as it floated into his hands.
Then the next… and the next…
Finally, Apollo, standing alone at the front, extended his hand.
