Chapter 36: Pursuing Brown
Max stood in his place, looking past the horde of battles at the young master of Shamal Clan. His eyes narrowed, as past memories flowed in his mind.
He clearly remembered how much the original Max suffered because of this guy. Worst of all, Max knew he wouldn’t even remember him.
"Ah! I’ll let your soul rest in peace, buddy, but that requires a sacrifice. I’ll give you that!"
With a wave of his hand, a dark blade materialized in his right hand, as he dashed towards him. His eyes were so focused and determined that even he would have been surprised if he had seen them.
However, he wasn’t in the right mind to notice all of that.
He just ran while dodging the attacks of other Shamal Clan people. The earth quaked under their overwhelming might, as they were the peak hunters of Bronze Rank.
All of a sudden, Max jumped, sensing danger coming at him, and saw his opponent in mid-air. It was the bald guy, looking at him with a deathly glare.
"Get the fuck off!" Max muttered, brandishing his sword. "I honestly don’t care what happens to you all, but he needs to die."
"Am I supposed to be threatened by the likes of you?" the bald man snorted and attacked Max with his bare fists.
Max’s blood ran cold as he noticed that the bald man was at Level 9. But it didn’t matter since he would fulfill his goal at any cost.
So, he kicked the ground and reached his opponent in an instant, taking him by surprise.