« Bahamut : A Supreme has appeared...»
As Max looked at the message, he felt his scalp going cold. A supreme was only a concept which only belonged to legend. But now…
Sshh!!
He took in a deep breath and calmed himself down. As he further looked at the messages, he could only find that there were only two ways for them to get help.
First one was to find Derek the only survivor and successor of Pride.
And the second was to find concrete proof.
Things were not looking good. Even though Max had considerably improved to the level where he could take on mid level mages, in reality he was still far from the true elites of the Capital. And not to mention he still needed to go beyond that level if he wanted to save the world.
With his current strength, getting involved in this trouble was no different than committing suicide.
" Get down here, help me in setting up the tent.", August shouted, jolting up Max from his train of thoughts.