Chapter 1791: Meeting Two Familiar Figures!
Chapter 1791: Meeting Two Familiar Figures!
The two familiar figures were Revona and Tamara.
Revona stood near a floating silver-black cube, her expression as calm and unreadable as it had been in the past. Her eyes, however, were different from ordinary eyes.
They carried a deep void-like radiance, and when Max looked at them, he immediately recognized the familiar power of the Void Origin Eyes. Back during his early days of ascension in the Black Dragon Clan, he had met Revona and seen the strangeness of those eyes with his own vision.
At that time, the Divine Realm had still felt distant, almost unreachable, and the higher stages of the Cosmic Ascension Conference had been something he had only just begun to understand. Yet now, after so many battles, after tearing through demons, elves, geniuses, hidden trials, and dangerous legacies, he had unexpectedly met her again in a place like this.
Revona also looked at Max.
For a moment, even her calm eyes showed faint surprise.
"Max," she said softly. "long time no see."
Max nodded. "I did not expect to meet you again here."
Revona’s gaze moved briefly over his body, on the small cursed eye moving near his left shoulder. A faint change passed through her expression, but she did not ask about it immediately. Perhaps she understood that too many things must have happened to him since they last met, just as too many things must have happened to her.
The second familiar figure was Tamara.
She stood with her arms crossed, her posture firm and domineering, while a heavy battle aura surrounded her like an invisible war drum. She was a war lord of the War God Palace, and compared to Revona’s quiet and mysterious presence, Tamara felt far more direct and oppressive.
Her body seemed built for battle, her eyes carried the confidence of someone who had survived countless life-and-death fights, and the war intent around her was so dense that the floating cubes near her trembled faintly from time to time.
The moment Tamara saw Max, her lips curled into a faint smile.
"So it really is you," she said. "I heard some ridiculous rumors about a young man called Max Morgan, but I wondered if it was the same person."
Max looked at her calmly. "Depends on which rumors."
Tamara laughed. "The ones where you keep offending powerful forces and somehow continue walking away alive."
Max glanced at the cursed eye near his shoulder. "Some things are harder to walk away from."
Tamara’s gaze shifted to the little eye, and even her smile faded slightly. "That is not something ordinary."
"I know," Max replied.
Revona looked at the eye with her Void Origin Eyes for a moment, then her expression became a little more solemn. "That thing is attached deeper than the body."
Max’s eyes narrowed slightly, but before he could ask anything, his attention shifted toward the other two figures in the room.
One of them was a demon.
He was tall, broad-shouldered, and covered in dark bronze armor that looked as though it had been forged from volcanic stone and demon bone. Two curved black horns rose from his head, and crimson markings ran across his neck and jaw like living veins. His aura was violent but controlled, carrying the smell of blood, abyssal fire, and countless battles.
Unlike the demons Max had slaughtered before, this one did not rush to speak or release killing intent. He only stood there, silently watching Max with a pair of dark red eyes that carried sharp interest.
The last figure was a handsome young man with black hair.
He wore a simple black robe without any obvious symbol of a force, and at first glance, he looked almost ordinary compared to the others. His face was calm, his features were handsome, and his eyes were dark and quiet. Yet the moment Max’s gaze landed on him, something inside Max’s instincts reacted.
It was a strange feeling.
For the first time among those of his peers, Max felt as if he was staring into an abyss.
Not a dark pit that could be measured.
Not a void rift that could be sensed with spatial perception.
But a true abyss whose depth was bottomless.
The young man’s aura was not loud like Tamara’s war intent. It was not mysterious like Revona’s Void Origin Eyes. It was not violent like the demon’s bloodline pressure. It was simply deep. Fathomless. Quiet to the point of being terrifying.
Max could not clearly sense its end, and the more his perception tried to measure it, the more it felt as if it was sinking into something endless.
That shocked him.
Max had met many powerful geniuses by now.
Seraphine and Fin had possessed terrifying Pseudo Cosmic Paths. Selene had carried Heavenly Luminance Genesis. Morgana had possessed deadly witchcraft.
Orion Starfall had the overwhelming aura of the Nine Star Court’s strongest genius, and Kaiden Voidmere had the deep, unreachable presence of the Grand Void Sanctum. Yet this black-haired young man gave Max a completely different feeling.
It was not that his aura was exploding outward.
It was that his aura seemed to contain far more than it revealed.
The black-haired young man noticed Max’s gaze and smiled faintly.
"Hello, I am Ervin." He reached out with his hand. "It’s nice to finally meet you."
Max also smiled shook hands with him. "The pleasure is all mine."
At that moment, the floating cubes around the room trembled.
A system prompt appeared before everyone.
[Genesis Trial Initiated.]
[Participants: 5]
[Trial Type: Cooperative And Competitive]
[Objective: Survive The Genesis Cube Sequence And Obtain As Many Genesis Marks As Possible.]
[Warning: Participants May Cooperate, Compete, Or Eliminate One Another.]
[The Trial Will Begin Shortly.]
The moment the prompts appeared, the atmosphere inside the cubic room changed.
Revona’s Void Origin Eyes became deeper.
Tamara’s war intent slowly stirred.
The demon’s crimson markings glowed faintly.
The black-haired young man’s eyes remained calm and unreadable.
Max looked at the system prompt, then at the floating cubes surrounding them. Cooperative and competitive. That meant the Genesis Trial would not simply test strength. It would also test judgment, timing, greed, and trust.
The cubes of different colors began to rotate faster, and a deep mechanical sound echoed from the walls. Then the floor beneath the five participants lit up with countless square patterns, each one forming a path toward a different side of the room.
Max smiled faintly.
"It seems this trial will be interesting."