A week slipped by quietly, passing faster than anyone expected, and soon the day arrived for the long-awaited expedition into the secret domain of the Four God Nation. At the heart of the nation, an enormous plaza had been prepared exclusively for this moment.
The sky above was clear and solemn, as though the heavens themselves were waiting to witness what would unfold. The chosen geniuses gathered in full force, each one radiating determination and apprehension.
Around them stood the leaders of the Four God Nation, the Seven Overlord Forces, and the two great organizations. Their combined presence made the air feel heavy and significant.
Max stood among them, his expression calm yet deeply aware of the weight carried by this journey. This expedition was no ordinary mission. It could very well be their last step into the unknown before the fate of the world changed forever. None of them knew what would happen once they retrieved the last fragment of Mark's soul.
