Chapter 200 Fame

Max stood on the fourth floor, gazing at the portal that had just appeared before him.

He sighed to himself.

"I'll be leaving the temple a week later than the others..."

He muttered, his expression thoughtful.

"I wonder if there are still people waiting outside the temple."

Honestly—

Max wasn't looking forward to it.

If people were still there, it would mean—

Drones swarming him with endless, irritating questions.

Geniuses demanding to know what he found inside.

People speculating whether he got the inheritance.

Potential enemies watching his every move.

He rubbed his forehead, already feeling the headache forming.

"Ugh. I really don't want to deal with those people."

His voice held clear irritation.

"All the questions… the inheritance nonsense… the stupid rumors that are definitely spreading already."

He shook his head.

"If I could slip out unnoticed, that would be perfect."

Max took a deep breath, glancing at the shimmering portal before him.

Just as he was about to step into the portal,

A familiar voice echoed in his mind.

"Don't worry. Since you are the owner of the temple now, you will be leaving through the true gate, not the one where you and the others entered."

Max's steps paused, his brows raising.

"Huh?"

Then, another realization hit him.

"Wait—you're speaking directly into my mind?!"

The experience was strange—

The words weren't heard through his ears,

They were simply there in his thoughts.

"Hmph, don't underestimate spirits!"

The blob scoffed, its tone carrying a sense of pride.

"Though we lack combat abilities, when it comes to utility and support, we are the best in the entire world!"

Max chuckled, shaking his head.

"Alright, alright. I get it."

He had never underestimated spirits—

But the more he learned about them, the more intrigued he became.

'I wonder what more they can do…'

His eyes gleamed, thoughts racing.

'It seems I'll find out eventually.'

With that—

He stepped forward.

And disappeared into the portal.

A moment later—

Max felt his body dropping from high in the sky.

The wind roared past him, whipping against his face.

His hair fluttered wildly in the rushing air.

"Like entering, like exiting..."

He muttered, a dry chuckle escaping his lips.

Then, without panic or hesitation,

He activated his Float skill—

And came to a sudden halt in midair.

Max took in his surroundings.

And realized something immediately.

There was no land beneath him.

Only water.

An endless, stretching ocean as far as his eyes could see.

He glanced left—

Water.

He glanced right—

More water.

He turned behind him—

Still water.

Max sighed, rubbing his forehead.

Then—

At the very edge of the horizon,

He spotted something different.

A mass of land.

Max's eyes narrowed, his mind already calculating the distance.

"At least I'm not stuck in the middle of nowhere."

He sighed looking around.

"Where the hell am I?"

Max stared at the endless expanse of water, utterly astounded.

He had expected to appear somewhere hidden, a place far from prying eyes—

But instead—

He had materialized in the middle of nowhere.

Frowning, he tapped his holowatch and pulled up the map.

The digital display flickered to life, showing his exact coordinates.

His eyes narrowed as he carefully inspected his surroundings.

Then—

He blinked.

"I'm… outside of the East Region?"

His voice was filled with surprise.

The red marker on his holowatch map confirmed it—

He had been teleported far beyond the East Region's borders.

"So the exit points were random, huh?"

He mused, glancing toward the distant landmass at the very far end of the horizon.

Max's eyes gleamed as he gazed toward the distant landmass.

"So that is the Valora Continent."

A smile tugged at his lips.

Then—

With all three of his flying skills activated,

His body soared through the air, cutting across the sky like a lightning bolt.

The wind howled around him, but he barely felt its resistance.

He exhaled in relief.

"I guess it didn't exit me into another region."

That would have been a major hassle—

Getting lost in an unfamiliar territory with unknown powers at play.

Especially right now when he had became a major target for almost all the regions.

—

Max flew like a silent meteor, cutting across the sky effortlessly.

His figure neared the shores of the East Region, the familiar land of Valora Continent finally within reach.

However—

Just as his feet were about to touch the ground—

A group of figures appeared out of nowhere—

And surrounded him.

Max's eyes narrowed.

'They… literally came out of the water.'

His gaze swept over them, taking in their movements, their positioning.

These weren't ordinary people—

Their movements were too precise, their coordination too perfect.

This was a trained unit.

Max studied their clothing, his frown easing slightly.

Their attire was familiar—

It bore distinct symbols that he recognized immediately.

As Max hovered midair, surrounded by the unknown figures,

One stepped forward.

His build was thin, almost frail-looking—

But the moment he moved, Max felt it.

A pressure so vast and overwhelming—

Though it had no effect on him whatsoever.

Max instinctively tried to sense his power level—

But—

Nothing.

It was like the man's presence itself didn't exist.

That was far more dangerous than someone radiating power.

Then, the man spoke, his voice carrying an undeniable weight.

"Who are you? Why are you nearing the border of the East Region?"

His tone was commanding, yet calm.

Loud despite his thin frame—

Like his very words carried authority.

Max met his gaze, unflinching.

Then, in a steady voice, he answered:

"I am Max Morgan, a member of the Phoenix Order guild."

"Max Morgan?"

The thin man's frown deepened upon hearing the name.

His expression lightened as thoughts raced through his mind.

He had heard that name countless times in recent days.

Whispers of his battles.

Tales of his victories.

Rumors of his terrifying growth.

Max Morgan's fame had swept across the East Region—no, the entire Valora Continent.

His battle against the geniuses of other regions had become a common topic in every city, in every faction.

It was said that he had defeated powerful figures, warriors far beyond his rank, and emerged victorious where others should have fallen.

His name had become synonymous with monstrous talent.

The thin man, standing before Max, was no ordinary person.

He was Zax, a commander of the Union Vanguard stationed at the shores of the East Region.

A man with great authority.

And yet—

Even he had heard the stories of Max Morgan.

"So this is the one…"

Zax's gaze sharpened, studying the young man before him.

The boy who had turned the continent upside down.

The boy who had shattered expectations.

The boy who stood before him now.

—

The moment Max introduced himself, he immediately noticed something strange.

The soldiers of the Union Vanguard—

The ones surrounding him—

Had given him odd glances.

It was subtle.

Barely noticeable.

But Max's keen perception caught it instantly.

With his insane level of soul force and his Three Dimensional Body physique which didn't even require Max to activate, he could see through everything around him to the tiniest detail.

'This passive ability of Three Dimensional Body physique is very good.'

Max mused glancing at the figures surrounding him.

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They had masked their expressions well—

But not well enough.

There was a moment of hesitation—

A flicker of something in their eyes—

Recognition? Doubt? Tension?

Max's frown deepened.

Something was off.

Then—