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"It was already in my plans."

The duel ensued in an explosion of sparks.

Both opponents were masters of their art, their movements too fast to be followed by the ordinary human eye.

For his part, Captain Orvari stood off in the distance, watching Maxime and Ytan fight.

He rested while smoking a cigar.

It relaxed him from time to time, although it could very slightly reduce his physical capacity permanently if he took it too often.

But he didn’t care.

His men would ask him from time to time how he had become so strong, and what had motivated him to become so strong.

And he would reply:

"I didn’t become strong because I wanted to, I became strong because I liked playing video games. When I was young, all I wanted to do was have fun, and enjoy life to the full."

And many gamers were in the same situation as he was. They simply loved this game that allowed them to enjoy life, without it impacting on their lives in the real world.

Of course, this was on the assumption that they were playing without taking any risks, otherwise the loss of 3 years’ life expectancy, should they die, was there to remind them that this wasn’t just a game.

"Unfortunately humanity’s predicament has put my family’s life in danger, so I could only take up arms and defend humanity."

When they said this, many soldiers recognized themselves, as they had a similar background.

The difference probably lay in their starting talent; they guessed that their captain’s must have been particularly strong.

On the battlefield, Orvari stood ready to intervene in case a powerful Dravak landed and wanted to destroy the helicopters.

"Ytan’s sword cleaves the air with devastating force, and clearly Maxime is no match for him. All he can do is deflect or dodge as best he can."

"He can’t even retaliate. It’s only a matter of time before he’s defeated."

Orvari’s thoughts varied at this point.

He could come to help Maxime, but if he did, he would indirectly abandon his soldiers being evacuated, and all could die.

Meanwhile, the Sabertooth Tigers were also in trouble.

Numerous elite Dravaks suddenly attacked them at the same time, immediately wounding several of them.

"Dravus, we’re going to need your help here!" shouted Andrew as he parried a Dravak attack.

Dravus noticed the situation and wanted to act, but an imposing figure arrived in front of him, blocking him.

"Kaelor..."

Dravus always had mixed expressions when he saw his former regimental captain.

"Dravus, I knew you wouldn’t die so easily. I take it you killed Zarthan?"

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Dravus looked at him without taking Kaelor seriously.

"What do you care?"

At the same time, adhering to the principle of wasting no time, Dravus immediately cast one of the two spells he had awakened.

"Ice storm."

A hundred icicles in the shape of small spears made of ice appeared behind Dravus.

Kaelor was immediately frightened by this spell.

"Where are your lieutenants, Ytan? Because this is really going to get ugly!"

For he had already seen awakened Dravaks use their spell many times, and several times he had even seen human regiment captains as powerful as himself die from it!

At the same time, Dravus launched his attack.

"Die, ex-captain."

All the spears came at him, and he did his best to avoid them, but no matter how agile he was, most of them pierced him helplessly.

His armor was completely destroyed, and blood was spilling everywhere.

But Kaelor wasn’t a regimental captain for nothing, and he was still alive!

His eyes turned red, and regardless of the pain he quickly approached Dravus!

"Even if I have to die, I’ll take you with me Dravus!"

Kaelor’s giant sword came dangerously close to Dravus.

Dravus managed to step back in time and successfully dodge Kaelor’s attack, but it wasn’t over yet!

Kaelor took advantage of the situation to get even closer, and wanted to finish Dravus off!

Dravus tried again to avoid, but the pain left over from his fight with Zarthan returned, delaying his action by a second.

But it was the second too long that would prove fatal!

Kaelor’s sword came at him again, and a savage smile spread across his face.

A few nearby Saber-toothed Tigers noticed the scene, but none of them could intervene!

"Die, traitor!"

Kaelor’s voice rang out, followed by a resounding shock.

Before everyone’s astonished eyes, Dravus was still alive!

But even he was surprised.

For standing before him was the captain of the second human regiment, Captain Orvari!

"I never thought I’d be protecting a Dravak, let alone an awake one."

But in Captain Orvari’s eyes, not the slightest trace of hesitation could be detected.

Since he had made a choice, he would simply follow it to the end.

He easily pushed aside Kaelor, who had now lost most of his willpower.

He was already in a weakened state. With the appearance of a man as strong as Orvari, a human he was unable to beat at his peak state, he could already be considered dead.

And indeed, only a few sword strokes were needed to disarm Kaelor, and bring him to his knees.

"Any last words, Kaelor?" asked Orvari calmly, pointing his sword, constructed from mysterious materials, at Kaelor’s throat.

Kaelor finally sighed, then looked at Dravus.

In his eyes there was no longer any rage.

"Dravus, maybe you’re right and our race needs to be stricter about abuse of power. Otherwise we could lose more talented warriors like you." he said sadly.

But Dravus shook his head.

If it hadn’t been for Maxime, he’d never have betrayed his own race, no matter how much it disappointed him.

Because the one thing you can’t deny is your own blood.

"The Dravak race is an elite fighting race. It’s all about the strongest having the most power, and that’s normal. Unfortunately, I lost a fight I shouldn’t have lost, which is what brought me to this state."

"But no matter, my blood is still Dravak blood and despite my new allegiance to humans, I will prove to all races in different universes that the Dravak race is the strongest race."

Kaelor heard all this and ended up smiling.

At that moment he looked like a peaceful old man, he had totally lost the desire to fight.

"I hope you get Lyssra back," he said sincerely.

But just then, Ytan seized an opportunity and seriously wounded Maxime, then rushed straight to Kaelor.

"Orvari! Don’t you dare do that in front of me!"

Orvari glanced at Ytan rushing towards him, then without changing his expression he replied:

"I dare."

Then, without changing his expression, he decapitated Kaelor with a sharp blow, giving him a painless death.

This time, Ytan was furious.

The next second, he pounced on Orvari.

Their swords crossed, Orvari retreating slightly.

But although Ytan was significantly stronger than Orvari, it wasn’t enough to decide a winner in a short space of time.

Dravus did not intervene, since he had used the Glacial Storm spell he had felt his old wounds reopen.

In his current state, if he intervened, he could foolishly die.

On Maxime’s side, he held his hand over his abdomen and breathed with difficulty.

A giant, open wound started from his chest and ended not far from his pelvis.

If he hadn’t stepped back in time, he really would have died then! Sliced in two!

"Shit, that bastard. If I’d had a few more months in Eternity, things wouldn’t have been the same." Maxime muttered sourly.

It really hurt.

It was a good thing he’d recruited Dravus, who in turn allowed Orvari to seize an opportunity to kill Kaelor, otherwise he might have died right then and there.

At the same time, Ernest’s cry rang out over the radio attached to his armor.

"Chief!"

"We won’t last long at this rate! There are too many Dravaks!"

Hearing this, Maxime began to think quickly.

"Obviously, this Dravak captain is no fool. Captain Orvari used to hold back the Dravaks with his mere presence. But that’s no longer the case."

"He was forced to move by Kaelor."

Her radio beeped again.

"Maxime!" shouted Catherine into the channel.

"We’ve got a minute, no more. The Dravaks are starting to surround us again!"

At the same time, Maxime heard the machine guns of the Zelta-1 and Zelta-2 helicopters firing.

The sound of the machine guns was not a good sign, as it meant that the Dravaks were directly visible from the helicopters.

"The Dravaks reacted too quickly. No doubt Ytan had foreseen this situation from the start, and had to send his strong men behind our lines."

"This way, they can completely destroy the second regiment without letting a single soldier escape!"

"After that, all they have to do is surround us and attack us, and after a while we’ll all be dead!"

"Even Captain Orvari won’t be able to survive that..."

Maxime bit his lips, so bad was the situation.

He thought of activating [Nox Limit], but on reflection it wasn’t his talent that would allow everyone to survive and escape.

And here, too, they were completely surrounded by Dravaks, so there was no retreat whatsoever.

Maxime looked at his men, who were fighting hard but also with difficulty.

They weren’t going to last long at this rate!

"What can we do!?"

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Back at the human fortress, Kavasta stood quietly in the command room.

By this time, no one dared speak, and tension was at its height.

On the big screen, the situation of the second regiment could be seen for all to see.

Many of the soldiers had cameras mounted on their armor, giving a direct view of the situation on all battlefields at once.

A voice suddenly called out.

"Report to the commander, the third, fourth and fifth regiments are still pinned down with the Dravak regiments. Numerous breakthrough attempts have been made, but all without success."

"Report to commander, the first regiment is still in a stalemate with the first Dravak regiment. With Varek’s help, there’s even a tendency to dominate."

"And concerning the eighth and ninth regiments..."