As the intense battle dragged on, Mack and his companion grew increasingly alarmed. They had expected to crush Max quickly—after all, wasn't he just a Master Rank ant? But this so-called ant moved like a ghost, struck like lightning, and endured their joint attacks without crumbling.
In fact, not only did he hold his ground, he pushed back—hard. And now, looking at him closely through the swirling snow and radiant sword energy, they recognized the face.
The same one that had been described in reports. Max—the terrifying madman who had killed disciples from the Thunder Monarch Hall and even someone from the Void Soul Tower. Their expressions darkened. A dangerous individual like him couldn't be allowed to escape.
"Kill him!" Mack bellowed, his halberd slicing through the air with terrifying momentum, while his companion unleashed a flurry of palm strikes that crackled with elemental energy, smashing toward Max like collapsing mountains.
