The next morning, Max woke up early, breathing in the refreshing coolness of the morning air.
He had a simple breakfast that had been prepared for him while checking the items he would take to Mount Arleth.
There were fresh flowers, candles, and a few other supplies.
Meanwhile, Chief Raul appeared restless, pacing back and forth in front of the inn’s door.
Seeing that Max was ready, he approached him.
Chief Raul said anxiously, “Excuse me, Sir. But may I accompany you?”
“The security out there… I’m concerned, Sir.”
Max looked at Raul and calmly replied, “Stay here. I’ll be back. There’s no need to worry.”
However, Chief Raul insisted.
“I can’t just stay here, Sir. I must go with you.”
Max gave a slight smile, unbothered by Raul’s unease.
"If it makes you feel better, then come along with me."
With a nod, Chief Raul and his subordinates followed Max out of the inn.
Yet, as soon as they stepped outside, Chief Raul paused briefly, his eyes scanning the path ahead.
He was used to being on guard against threats, but this morning felt different.
The entire road was eerily silent.
No sounds could be heard, and no signs of life were visible.
The unusual stillness was unsettling.
“This… is strange,” murmured Chief Raul, furrowing his brow.
“Why is it so quiet?”
Max continued walking calmly.
As they ventured further, Chief Raul began sensing something even more unusual.
The road ahead was lined with heavily armed vehicles.
These vehicles were parked neatly along the path, with the largest one leading the formation.
Beside each vehicle stood armed personnel in formal, pristine uniforms, exuding an air of discipline and vigilance.
Instinctively, Chief Raul reached for his weapon, feeling the tension in the air.
He had no idea what was happening.
Was this the threat they had anticipated?
Were they in danger?
Chief Raul braced himself for a potentially perilous situation.
However, to his surprise, these individuals showed no signs of hostility.
Instead, they saluted Max, one by one, in a coordinated and precise manner.
Though the atmosphere remained quiet and intense, their gestures of respect carried a profound and meaningful weight.
Chief Raul stood frozen, stunned and bewildered.
He couldn’t comprehend what had just unfolded.
He turned to Max with a look of astonishment, almost disbelief.
Max, however, remained composed, unfazed by the sudden attention directed at him.
Chief Raul and his subordinates stared at him in awe.
In this chaotic region, they had never imagined that so many people would willingly bow to someone.
What was Max’s hidden identity that compelled such reverence?
Max stopped walking, his gaze sweeping over the group as he addressed them in a calm yet sharp voice.
“Has the Lord of the Abyss broken his promise not to cross this border?”
Everyone around Max tensed upon hearing the question.
Immediately, a young man stepped forward briskly.
He knelt on one knee before Max, his face filled with respect.
“No, Sir. The Lord of the Abyss has not broken his promise. We are here because we were informed of your arrival.”
“This force has been stationed to maintain order and ensure your safety from any disruptions, Sir,” the young man added.

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Meanwhile, in downtown Morow State… Neon lights flickered above the city’s most luxurious nightclub. The music boomed, expensive liquor glasses cluttered the VIP tables, and triumphant laughter echoed from three men deep in celebration—Dominic, James, and Darrus. Dominic leaned back against the plush sofa, flanked by two scantily clad escorts. He raised his wine glass high, brimming with victory. “To Morow State’s soon-to-be new gubernatorial spokesman!” he declared with a smug laugh, met with cheers and the clinking of glasses from the other two men. James, already half-drunk, nodded proudly as he patted his son’s shoulder. “You deserve it, Dominic. After tonight, Max will be nothing but a memory. Mount Alken’s the perfect place to make someone disappear—no witnesses, just rocks and wild beasts.” Darrus chuckled, lifting his own glass. “And once Dominic rises, I’ll be back in the governor’s seat. Morow State will be back in our hands—where it belongs!” The three of them burst i
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In front of the governor’s office, more than a hundred people gathered in a massive demonstration. They shouted demands for Max to be removed from his position.Banners and posters filled the crowd with sharp criticisms: "Cowardly Leader!" "Max Ran Away, Morow is in Ruins!" "Governor, Fire Max Now!"The chaos was further fueled by the media, which kept reporting that Max was irresponsible and merely looking for an excuse to avoid the difficult situation.***On the other side, Max had just descended from Mount Alken. His steps were firm as he walked toward the parking area where he had left his car.However, upon arriving, his eyes narrowed as he noticed that all four of his tires had been deliberately deflated. His lips thinned, and his expression turned cold.He knew this was no coincidence. Someone wanted to stop him here.Max could feel sharp gazes watching him from the shadows. His battle instincts immediately kicked in. Calmly, he lifted his head slightly and spoke in a col
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Three Days After Max’s Departure from Morow State…Morow State, which had begun to recover, was once again gripped by fear.Within two days, a series of brutal attacks shook the city. Explosions rocked churches, causing widespread panic and outrage. Not only that, but a recreational park filled with families suddenly turned into a sea of fire due to an unexpected bomb attack.However, the terror did not stop there. Ruthless gangs roamed the streets, committing muggings, robberies, and acts of violence without anyone able to stop them. The police were overwhelmed by the highly organized and brutal attacks. Citizens who once felt safe were now too afraid to leave their homes. Social media exploded with complaints, demands, and widespread fear. People questioned: where was Max? Why had their hero disappeared when Morow State needed him the most?The situation worsened when political figures and opinion leaders began highlighting Max’s absence. The very people who once praised him now t
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After completing his martial arts training, Max stood with heavy breaths, sweat soaking his body. Yet, he knew this journey was far from over. Saheel gazed at him with wisdom in his eyes. "Now, it is time for you to master the second power," Saheel said. "The ability to heal." Max raised an eyebrow, still not entirely convinced that he possessed such an ability. But he remained silent, waiting for further instructions. "The first step," Saheel continued, "is to channel the energy of life into a living being. Touch this plant." Saheel pointed to a withered plant in the corner of the room. Its leaves had turned yellow, and its stem was nearly broken. Max stepped forward and crouched down, hesitantly placing his hand on one of the leaves. "Focus," Saheel whispered. "Feel your energy flow. Imagine life coursing through your body and into the plant." Max took a deep breath, trying to sense something. Several seconds passed, and nothing happened. He frowned. "This is ridicu
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Max sat cross-legged on the cold stone surface, his eyes closed, breathing slowly as Saheel had taught him.Saheel stood before Max, gazing at him with a calm expression. "Now, you will enter your subconscious. There, you will meet someone who has been waiting for you for a long time. Prepare yourself..."Without waiting for permission, Saheel placed two fingers on Max’s forehead.In an instant, the world around Max spun rapidly, his body feeling weightless before sinking into darkness.Yet, within that darkness, a dim light appeared, and suddenly, Max found himself standing in the middle of a vast field, shrouded in thick mist."You’ve finally come, boy." The deep voice echoed around Max.From within the mist, a man with long white hair and a flowing robe slowly stepped forward. His sharp gaze was like that of an eagle, and his body radiated a powerful, oppressive aura."Mentor..." Max furrowed his brows, his heart trembling. It was his late mentor, the man who had taught him the fun
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Sensing Max’s presence, the old man slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was sharp yet filled with wisdom. He immediately stood up and bowed respectfully before Max."Welcome, Young Master," he said in a deep, calm voice.Max returned the gesture with a slight bow, showing his respect to the figure before him.The man was Saheel, an 80-year-old hermit and the disciple of Max’s late mentor. His face was lined with deep wrinkles, yet his eyes still held sharpness and vigilance.Saheel looked at Max with confidence. "I knew that one day you would come to see me, and today proves it." A faint smile appeared on his face. "In fact, I could sense your presence hours ago."Max nodded slightly, not particularly surprised by the statement. "That doesn’t matter. I wasn’t expecting a grand welcome. I came here to see you and ask for your help."Saheel raised an eyebrow. "Help?"Max took a deep breath before speaking again, his voice quieter but firm. "I need your help to heal my mother. The illness s
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