When everyone gathered, silence fell. Then Ban stepped forward with a calm face and said in a clear voice:
— "I am Ban… Morgan's son."
Novan shouted in a muffled rage: "Break the chains!"
At that moment, Novan gained a new psychic ability: Rage. Whenever he felt anger, he became three times stronger, and with that power he shattered the iron chains that bound him. Everyone was stunned by his newfound strength.
Des, in astonishment, said:
— "The Boy of the Era!"
Then she fainted, leaving everyone puzzled: what did she mean by "Boy of the Era"? Why did she give him that title?
While Ban suddenly disappeared, John said with a smile:
— "We have another enemy who was hiding among us."
Don smiled and said:
— "Don't be foolish… we won't die if we're smart and strong. Have you forgotten we are the three reckless ones?"
Novan shouted:
— "Impossible! I want my normal life back! I'm tired of all of you—I just want to read manga and eat!"
Elsewhere, Ban sat with Morgan and asked:
— "What are we going to do with them?"
Morgan smiled and said:
— "I was testing him… and it looks like he passed. Now he's an ally. Croko region must be strong, because the other regions are plotting evil."
Ban looked shocked:
— "Don't say that… Korva has moved… we're dead!"
Morgan laughed and said:
— "Perhaps you've forgotten the past… you were young, and your mother and I faced Korva alone."
Morgan continued in a calm voice:
— "Now I've grown, your wife is gone, and they have become stronger… but we will not allow anyone to humiliate our power or our realm."
Ban, eyes filled with rage, said:
— "I never saw my mother… but they killed her. These are my enemies… I'm ready to face them!"
The atmosphere in the Korva region changed instantly. Before the crowd could recover from Ban's revelation, a cold, mysterious haze swept the skies, as if the very air carried a message from another world.
Then a voice was heard—not an ordinary voice, but an inner message that pierced minds. It did not come from any mouth or speaker; it implanted itself into everyone's consciousness as if it had been planted directly into their awareness.
"I am Morth," the voice said, echoing in every mind at once. "One of the seven elders of psychic power. I give you a final warning: evacuate Croko region within seven days. If any living creature remains after the deadline, we will eliminate it. Even if it is an animal."
After Morth's words spread through everyone's minds, a heavy silence settled over Croko. It was not just an ordinary threat; it pressed on their thoughts, filling everyone with fear and confusion.
Within moments, half the region's inhabitants began fleeing to neighboring areas, terrified by the impending danger. Even the animals moved strangely, as if affected by the same psychic command.
Novan, standing amid the chaos, felt a massive surge of rage rising within him—but this time his anger was mixed with a sense of responsibility for those who remained. He shouted loudly:
— "I won't let anyone die! This is our land!"