In the mining area around the center of the continent.
Max, the person leading the mining group, was patrolling around.
"Sir Max! There is bad news!" a man said, hurrying to him.
"What happened?" Max asked with a frown.
Being a mortal, the years had affected Max's facial and physical features.
The once pretty boy who looked playful was now a mature uncle.
"It's the Freeman group. They are coming to our mining area!"
"Tsk, it's only the Freeman group. What's the rush?" Max didn't regard the Freeman group highly.
Their group was almost the same size as their Shadow group but with more examinees.
Max admitted that they were superior in technology, but he wasn't afraid of anyone when it came to fighting.
"Ella, let's go teach these sons of a gun a lesson," Max said, taking Ella's hand.
"Oh, then it'll be another harvest," Ella smiled beautifully.
