After being in Eden for several months, Maxwell trained to the point of almost going insane.
A training regimen that had neither day nor night!
As long as it was a technique he had, he would train it nonstop.
Since what he had was plenty of beast cores, mana was something he didn't have to worry about. He trained like crazy until he started feeling sick of his own techniques. This kind of feeling to him was extremely painful, and words couldn't even describe it, but he couldn't afford to continue training.
He had to become stronger.
The XP he got from the spawned beasts there couldn't satisfy his needs for levelling up anymore. Maxwell couldn't waste his precious time, so he could only activate his techniques like crazy.
He was just like a mentally insane person.
Sometimes it would be Ghost Steps, then it would switch to Primordial Chaos Palm. Then it would be Eternal Kingdom, then Magma Fire, then Pill Alchemy, then Healing Art, then Crafting Undead, then Engraving Arrays...
