All Chapters of AN UNDERSTATED POWER: Chapter 191
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The arena suddenly turned cold.All the grandmasters lined up below the stone stage could only stare with their mouths open, as if they had just witnessed the god of thunder slap the earth. They stared at Takeshi, who was still lying face-down in the bushes with leaves stuck to his back, his body still shaking from the impact."W-what… just happened?""Senior… Senior Takeshi fell?""Impossible! He must have slipped!"One of the most stubborn grandmasters stepped forward, pointing at the bush-covered figure that used to be Takeshi. "Takeshi-sama was only distracted! That was an accident! Did you not see? The ground there is clearly uneven!"Yet everyone clearly saw Takeshi get thrown four meters after his punch was casually swatted aside by Max. But their denial was stronger than logic."Yes! Exactly!" another shouted. "There is no way Takeshi lost! He is a senior grandmaster!"But those ego-filled mouths slowly fell silent when Takeshi began to move.The old man groaned softly, pushin
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The arena was still frozen. Even the wind seemed afraid to move. Every eye was fixed on Max’s right hand that was calmly held out in the air, and on Takeshi’s hand that was still pressed against the dusty ground. Blood dripped slowly from the corner of the old man’s mouth, forming tiny red dots on the stone floor. His breath was shaky, but his eyes had not gone dim.The grandmasters under the stage held their breath at the same time. Some bit their lips, some were ready to shout if Takeshi refused that offered hand. After all, he was Takeshi the Iron Tiger, the oldest senior in the Alken Mountains, the man who never bowed to anyone except Lord Hades. To accept the hand of a city youth who was not even thirty? Impossible.They had already prepared words to protect Takeshi’s pride later. "It is only a polite gesture." "He will pull his hand back." "Do not worry, Senior Takeshi..."But the opposite happened. With a trembling hand, Takeshi lifted his dusty and bloody palm. His fi
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Max let go of Takeshi’s hand, then took one step forward. His voice, usually flat, now carried a cold fire that made the air in the arena feel sharp like ice."Enough with the formalities," he said firmly. "Now listen carefully. I did not come to Mount Alken to take positions or take your seniority." "I came for one reason to invite you to destroy the Demon Blood Cult that has ruled for far too long."Even the name alone changed the faces of the grandmasters. Some clenched their fists until their veins stood out."They kidnapped millions of civilians in the past year," Max continued, his voice even colder. "Children, women, even the elderly. Used as living sacrifices to summon high level demons." "The villages at the base of the mountain are empty. You who call yourselves grandmasters who protect the people, how long will you stay silent?"The respectful silence instantly turned into burning anger.An old grandmaster with a long white beard stood up, his face red. "We... we did n
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In a dark valley that had never been touched by sunlight, where black stones released blood-red steam, a winged creature rushed downward. Hot wind swirled as it landed, creating a circle of black dust on the ground.The creature had a human face, pale and long, but its eyes were red like burning coals. From the waist down, its body turned into the legs of a demon with sharp claws that bent backward like a horse. Large black wings pulsed on its back.He was Astarion, the best spy of the Demon Cult.He knelt deeply before a figure standing on an obsidian rock. The figure was tall… very tall. More than two meters. His body was covered in a dark black robe, and his face was hidden under a leather mask that looked like it was stitched from human faces.A low hissing sound came from behind the mask."Report."Astarion bowed even lower. "Demon Prince, I have returned with important news. Very important."The masked figure, called Demon Prince Varak, turned slowly. The pressure of his dark au
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In Vesula, Max’s house was no longer just a place to live. After the conquest of the Alken Mountains and the ten grandmasters kneeling to him, Max turned one of his large buildings in the city center into a headquarters for the grandmasters.The building was tall and strong, and all of its floors were modified into training rooms, strategy rooms, and resting areas for the senior grandmasters.Takeshi stood on the balcony of the seventh floor, looking at the bright city lights of Vesula that hid darkness behind its alleys."This is a big city," Takeshi muttered. "And we have many demons to hunt."Max stood beside him, arms folded, his face cold and focused. "Starting tonight, we will not wait for them to attack. We will be the ones hunting."That night, Vesula became a slaughter ground for the members of the Demon Cult.The mid generation grandmasters, men in their forties to their sixties who still had strength, speed, and sharp instincts, spread across the entire city. They moved li
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The afternoon passed slowly, as if the entire campus was being pressed down by an invisible heat. The white buildings with gold ornaments reflected the sunlight, and hundreds of students walked by with tired faces after the early weeks of the new semester.Aurora moved quickly through the crowd, holding her music theory books against her chest. Her face looked exhausted, not only because of her packed classes, but also because she had spent the past few nights waiting for Max to return from demon hunting. She knew Max would never admit he was tired, but Aurora could see the dark aura that clung to him every time he came back.However, Aurora never told anyone about it, not even Max. She did not know what her husband really did, but she only knew that a dark energy stayed on him, and sometimes she quietly cleaned it away.Today, she only wanted to sit, breathe, and maybe drink something sweet in the cafeteria while waiting for Max to pick her up.But her steps stopped when a tall ma
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Max’s car slowed down, the large tires scraping against the stone corridor of the campus, which reflected a soft purple-silver glow from the evening sky. Aurora felt a breeze pass by, carrying a familiar scent, Max’s scent, just before the car door opened. Max stepped out of the driver’s seat with steady steps, his posture firm and his shadow stretching long across the ground. The moment he removed his sunglasses, his sharp gaze softened as soon as it found Aurora. Without looking at Aston at all, as if the man did not exist, Max pulled his wife into his arms. “My wife,” his voice was deep and warm, like always. “How was your day?” Aurora placed her cheek on her husband’s chest, letting that faint dark fragrance calm her. “Tired…” she whispered softly, both spoiled and honest. “I had so many classes today and the assignments too… I do not know, it feels like my head is about to explode.” Max let out a quiet laugh, a sound only Aurora ever heard. “Then let us escape from all that
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Aston was the name he hid behind his new human identity. He took a slow breath, trying to keep the innocent expression he had practiced for years. Thin, polite, not threatening. The typical face of a disguised demon. “Sorry, but I do not understand,” he said in the calmest voice he could make. “I am only a new lecturer here. I do not know what you mean by a demon cult member.” He even gave a faint smile, as if he was truly confused. “Or is it some kind of campus metal organization? Maybe a new music club?” He played his role very well. Max stared at Aston’s face for a few seconds to judge, measure, and look straight into the depths of a soul wrapped in lies and ancient sins. The corner of his mouth lifted a little. “Well,” Max said quietly. “All demons are like that.” A subtle change passed through the atmosphere around them. As if the air between them tightened, waiting, watching two different beings stand face to face. “Demons are always good at lying,” Max continued. Aston
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BLAAAR! SCREEECH!!! The car tires screamed loudly against the asphalt, and Aurora’s body was thrown forward until the seat belt jerked her back harshly. Her heart immediately started pounding. “What was that?!” she shouted, her hands gripping the dashboard. “Did we hit something? A person?!” Max had already turned off the engine. His face was tense but controlled. He quickly turned to Aurora, one hand gently holding her arm to calm her down. “Calm down, Babe. I am not sure, but I braked because I saw a sudden shadow in front of us. Stay here and do not get out yet. Let me check.” Aurora nodded slowly, though her eyes were still wide with fear. “Okay… but be careful, Babe.” Max gave a faint smile to reassure her, then opened the door and stepped out. He walked slowly toward the front of the car. The headlights were still on, brightly illuminating a figure lying on the road. A young woman in a long black coat was sitting while holding her ankle. Her long wavy hair framed her pal
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Max quickly lowered the woman as soon as her feet touched the sidewalk. His movement was a little faster than it should have been, almost rough compared to the gentleness he had shown earlier. He pulled his arm back when he realized how long she had rested her head against him, too close, too comfortable, with her cold breath still brushing the skin of his neck. The woman staggered slightly, then carefully sat down on the grass, holding her ankle again. Aurora did not notice the change in Max at all. Instead, she crouched in front of the woman, her face full of empathy. “What is your name?” Aurora asked softly, as if they had known each other for a long time. The woman looked up. “Liora,” she answered quietly. Aurora smiled sincerely. “That is a beautiful name. It suits you very well.” Liora returned a faint smile that was almost invisible, then lowered her head again, as if holding back the pain. Max cleared his throat softly, his focus returning to the swollen ankle. He opene