The final push

Max was ready to throw in the towel, the shaman god Angakok had thrown him into a position where victory was impossible. 

It was a grave miscalculation on his part and it was going to end up costing Max his life. 

His body was feeling like it might get ripped apart limb for limb and he was struggling to maintain his Blood Manipulation to get the necessary blood his body needed to function upstream against gravity. 

Had it been anyone else but Max, without the extremely high fire resistance and the special ability, unless they were a tier8 god or higher they would have kicked the bucket by now. 

Even Angakok with all his might claimed that he was incapable of retrieving the last piece personally and even with all his help Max felt like he was going to fall a little short.