Chapter 440 - Persuasion

Varian didn't have the time to think about how Enigma was able to teleport out of the room. Perhaps in the corner of his mind, he did know that it was her uniqueness.

But as he stared into her deadpan eyes that were hell-bent on endless slaughter, he prioritized stopping her above everything else.

"Enigma." Varian walked to her, just to the point where the repulsion didn't act out.

Enigma's tri-color eyes stared at him. Those eyes'¦they weren't willing to listen.

Varian sucked in a cold breath inwardly. He had no chance of convincing her against revenge, he could only postpone it.

"You won't be able to stop me," Enigma said and the space around her started to fluctuate.

"The tracke'”" Blue Flash said in distress but was cut off by Enigma's serious voice.

Enigma shook her head. "I don't care."

Blue Flash appeared next to her and held Enigma's shoulder. "You'll die!"

Enigma looked into Blue Flash's eyes and said. "If I don't avenge them, I will die from the inside."

Blue Flash flinched and stepped back instinctively. Despite being stronger than her, there was something about Enigma that suppressed her on a fundamental level.

"You're not going," Varian said in a light, but uncompromising tone.

Enigma narrowed her eyes and the space around her fluctuated. "You can't stop me."

Varian shrugged. "In fact, I can."

With a snap, a weird jacket appeared in his hand. Enigma was indifferent at first, but immediately, her eyes widened.

"Varian!"

The space around them started fluctuating wildly and with each passing second, it only increased.

Teleporting from here in this chaotic space would throw her into a space crack or inner space at best and kill her at best.

Not only that...

"What's this?" Blue Flash's eyes flashed with apprehension. For a space awakener like her, this device was a nemesis.

Varian didn't answer. Suicide Jacket was THE inheritance Boo proudly gave him. It was essentially a space bomb that was potent enough to kill level 9s.

Meaning, both Enigma and Blue Flash would die if he activated it.

As the space fluctuations rose to a dangerous level, a tense silence filled the spaceship.

As the owner of the suicide jacket, Varian could shield himself from fluctuations unless he wanted to experience them. Of course, when the jacket blows up, so would he.

"It's of no use." Enigma looked into his eyes and said word by word. "You wouldn't risk your life. Not for me."

Varian shrugged. "I court death, both literally and figuratively. So, why not?"

Enigma's chest heaved up and down as she stared at him in anger. She wanted to snatch away the jacket by hook or crook, but her keen senses observed the peculiar detail.

Varian was the one stopping the jacket from exploding. If she even disturbed him, then it'd blow up.

Faced with an unreasonable and unsolvable obstacle, her rational side finally took control.

But of course, her emotions wouldn't just vanish.

"I will avenge them." She said. "You can't stop me 24x7."

"Correction, I don't want to stop you," Varian said and his smile turned cold. "I just have a better revenge plan. Those people, no, the one behind them really need to die a dog's death."

Enigma looked at him in silence before bringing down her killing intent and aura. "And what is your plan."

Varian snapped his fingers and a hologram popped up.

It was a large man with curly golden hair and a handsome face. The beloved Sovereign Julius.

"Target the actual culprit, I mean, this son of a bitch." Varian said.

His words would've caused even the bravest warriors to shiver.

The target wasn't a nobody. He was one of the only eight powerhouses that stood head and shoulder above the rest.

Enigma glared at Julius' hologram with hatred and said. "'¦I should've guessed.  No one but him. Only a Sovereign has the power to destroy Shadow Guardians."

The realization that her target was a Sovereign did help cool her mind.

Even if she was willing to sacrifice her life, she wouldn't be able to kill him.

What's more, if she really wanted to sacrifice her life, she'd be stopped'¦by them.

Thinking of them, Enigma exhaled deeply.

Varian thought she was sighing that she couldn't beat Julius. So, he explained.

"You don't have to kill Julius right away. You can kill his sons, wives, brothers, everyone related to him. You can humiliate the Xander family. You can do a lot of things against him."

"And when I finally get strong enough, I will kill him." Enigma compromised.

"You won't get that chance." Varian raised a finger. "I'll be killing him."

Enigma raised a brow. "You?"

"Wanna bet?" Varian asked.

"Wanna kill." She replied, killing intent flickering in her eyes.

Varian sighed. "I can sneak you into Guardian islands and you can kill to your heart's content. The only problem is that you have a tracker on you."

"'¦" Enigma fell silent for a moment before saying adamantly. "I'll get rid of that tracker somehow and then I'll go on a killing spree. I'll kill every Xander except him."

'Going down from Julius to Xanders, she's cooling down.' Varian thought in relief, but outwardly, he shook his head in disapproval. "That's a terrible idea."

"Huh?" Enigma raised a brow.

"Even if you kill, it's not the best revenge," Varian said, causing Enigma to look at him in confusion.

Her killing intent dropped slightly.

'Phew.' Varian sighed inwardly and continued.

"They're branded as terrorists and important people related to them are in prison. What you should want is to let the world recognize them for their heroic deeds. At least after death, they should get the honor they deserve." Varian said with a sorrowful expression.

To be honest, he was nervous.

Since Enigma got furious, every word he said, every trick he used was aimed at stopping her from taking immediate action and pushing her to prioritize her own safety.

For instance, he could actually ask Boo to get the files of Shadow Guardian members and even hack into the army database. Then, he could publish the actual truth of those people. Their reputation would likely get cleared.

He didn't ask Boo to do that.

There were two reasons. One, to stop Enigma. Two, even if he released their 'real heroic deeds', the federation would claim that it was fake.

Nobody wants to wake up only to realize that yesterday's killed terrorists were actually heroes in secret.

Of course, Enigma wasn't a fool. She knew Boo's capabilities from what Dreamer had done so far.

That's why, Varian had to be honest, but cleverly use his honesty to push his own agenda.

"I'll be honest with you. Boo can dig up all their files and publish what those people really did in their lives. Their heroic deeds will be out for the public to see.

The government will suppress the news, but I'm still confident that I can push the facts to every platform."

Enigma was surprised by his words. She knew that he wanted to stop her. So, if he could already resolve their reputation, then she'd only focus on somehow removing the tracker and going on a killing spree.

And by killing spree, she meant killing of thousands, if not tens of thousands of people.

The Xander family was at the top of the list. But Xanders also had many underlings. Organizations, businesses, training halls'¦

Julius also had friends. His children had friends. Everyone close to Xanders would get wiped off.

Would she get a bad name? Oh yes, she would.

She was already labeled as an 'alien'. Humans and abyssal want to kill her. The current situation was already bad.

But once she goes on a killing spree, it'd turn worse.

It could get so bad that Sovereigns themselves would start looking for her personally.

And there's a good chance that Sovereigns and Abyss Rulers would cooperate to hunt her down.

Varian narrowed his eyes. "I know you'll start killing if the tracker is gone. You know the consequences, but you'll still do it. Because you believe that Shadow Guardians will be blame-free for your actions.

But sorry to break it to you, the reputation of Shadow Guardians won't be positive."

"Even after you reveal the truth? Why?" Enigma raised a brow, suspicion clearly evident in her tone.

"Because there is one obstacle between public seeing them as terrorists and heroes." Varian raised a finger and shrugged.

Inwardly, he smiled. This was it, she was about to fall into the trap.

"Which is?" She asked.

Varian pumped his fist into the air'¦mentally of course, but on the outside, he maintained a solemn face and said.

"You."