Chapter 573: Last Move
’It seems... my strength has already touched the very limits of the Expert Rank, and I haven’t even used a fraction of the inheritances’ power yet,’ Max thought, his gaze calm and calculating as he silently assessed his performance.
He could feel it in every movement, in the weight of his strikes, and in the ease with which he had blocked Garry’s strongest attacks—his physical strength, speed, and control had all reached a level that pushed against the ceiling of what was possible for someone still within the Expert Rank.
And that was without tapping into even a fraction of the power from the three supreme inheritances he had already mastered to perfection. If he were to activate them—even one—his strength could very well leap into the territory of the Master Rank, where legends walked and few could follow.
A small, satisfied smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he looked back toward Garry, whose face was still twisted in tension and disbelief. "I’m still waiting for your third move," Max said, his voice steady, casual, as if everything so far had been a mere warm-up.
Garry, breathing heavily, heard the words and nodded to himself. There was no point hesitating now. He had given everything, and even if he was still outmatched, he wouldn’t walk away with regrets.
Taking a deep breath to steady his resolve, he decided to go all in.
He summoned his Concept of Flame, the fiery will that burned within him, pushing it to its absolute peak. Crimson-orange energy surged around him as he pushed the Concept of Flames like never before.
Then, without hesitation, he drew another sword from his spatial ring. Unlike before, this time he poured his Overlord Armor inheritance not into his body, but directly into the blade. Black flames erupted and wrapped around the metal in a swirling, violent blaze.
But what happened next caught everyone off guard. The sword didn’t just glow—it transformed. The blade grew longer, heavier, more sinister, its edge jagged and thick with burning power.