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

"The ninth regiment is still in position to the east, while the eighth regiment is currently quietly breaking through the flank of the second Dravak regiment!"

Kavasta was pleased when he heard this, very pleased indeed.

"Good, good, good."

Important things deserved to be emphasized three times over.

Indeed, everything was still under Kavasta’s control!

He had anticipated from the start of the battle that the main battlefield would be to the south, despite the presence of the first Dravak regiment to the west.

To counter this and avoid the unexpected, he decided to send Varek with the first regiment to counter the first Dravak regiment.

With his presence and that of the first captain, nothing serious could happen.

The only flaw was that his entire strategy was based on defense.

He didn’t think he could win on this battlefield.

But the Shibuyas, and Maxime in particular, gave him hope of turning the tables!

Indeed, Maxime and his men had hit the eighth Dravak regiment hard, tipping the balance slightly in favor of the humans!

So until now, the humans had two regiments stationed in the east, which were free, while the Dravaks only had one regiment left!

This meant that as soon as the eighth human regiment arrived in the south, the entire battlefield would be turned upside down! The situation would be completely reversed!

And if the last Dravak regiment decided to help the second Dravak regiment, then the ninth regiment would move in behind them and surround them.

So, what was happening where Maxime was was the decisive moment on the battlefield!

It was only the third of seven days, but it was this day that would determine who would be the victor, and who would be the loser!

"How long before the eighth regiment arrives?" asked Kavasta.

The lieutenant made a quick calculation.

"My commander, since they’re on foot to keep a low profile, they’ll need another five minutes."

Kavasta nodded and at the same time thought:

"Those 5 minutes are going to be decisive, hold on Captain Orvari and the Saber-Tooth Tigers!"

Back on the battlefield, the sky turned an ominous red, reflecting the blood spilt on the ground.

The metallic smell of blood reigned for miles.

The Zelta-1 and Zelta-2 helicopters were desperately trying to keep the Dravaks at bay, but they were getting dangerously close.

Sensing the danger, Maxime immediately gave an order.

"Zelta-1, Zelta-2, leave immediately! I don’t care if you’re complete or not, go!"

Gérard and Catherine gritted their teeth at this.

It wasn’t particularly because of their feelings about Maxime.

It was just that they knew that by leaving, they were leaving all these men to their own devices!

Not hearing the sound of the propellers, Maxime shouted again.

"Gérard, Catherine, that’s an order! Take off immediately!"

As he shouted, he felt an intense burning coming from his wound, almost making him groan in pain.

Already his skin and face were still scarred by Oscar’s fire, he really wasn’t in the best of shape.

After a few more seconds of hesitation, the two pilots began to manipulate the helicopters.

The propellers began to turn, a sign that the helicopters were about to take off.

The Dravaks reacted immediately, becoming much more ferocious.

But the soldiers of the Second Regiment weren’t there for show.

"Block them Dravaks!"

"Protect Zelta-1 and Zelta-2!"

"Protect our comrades!"

...

Since they knew they were going to die, they wanted to die with honor, protecting their comrades who might still be alive!

The most powerful army was the army of despair.

And clearly, the Second Regiment was, at the time, the finest illustration of this phenomenon.

There were only 500 men left in the second regiment, but they were all part of the elite!

Once their combat potential had been released, even the 1,500 Dravaks still alive in the second Dravak regiment were temporarily unable to pass through their ranks!

Ernest joined these valiant soldiers and began to fight alongside them!

The clash of swords, assault rifle fire, exploding grenades and the sound of explosive ammunition echoed everywhere.

Ernest had no choice, it made no sense for him to stay in the helicopters, and he couldn’t get past the Dravak troops alone and come to his leader’s aid.

"The Saber-Tooth Tiger guy, so we lost his group?" laughed a corporal who had just defeated his opponent.

Ernest recognized him immediately; it was the same corporal who had embarrassed him when he was organizing the rescue.

But by then, he was a mess.

Ernest wondered how he was even still standing.

"Are you still alive?"

The corporal glanced at him as he finished off a Dravak on the ground.

"I’ll live until all those bastards die. That way, I can rest in peace in hell."

Meanwhile, the Sabertooth Tigers were having a very bad time.

In less than 3 minutes, there were already only a dozen mercenaries left!

Kaite, Andrew, Charles, Terry, Tena, Henry, Ultia, Romuald, Rodrigo and Laura were all mortally wounded!

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They were the 10 survivors!

All the rest of the mercenaries, whether from Hénor, Plouta, VentBois or even Quessoï, were already dead!

Most of them had died trying to protect Maxime, because although he could always defend himself, the Dravaks had understood that killing him meant killing them all!

Soon, yet another Dravak pounced on Maxime, while another attacked him from behind at the same time!

Maxime could block the front, but not the back!

And Maxime himself knew it.

"At this point...I can only pray that one of my mercenaries will save me once again."

He managed to block the Dravak’s attack in front of him, and planted his laser sword in its heart, killing it immediately.

Behind him, a sound echoed.

It was a sound he knew well by now.

All the mercenaries he had protected with their bodies had made the same sound.

Turning around, Maxime immediately saw the back of a beautiful woman.

Her wavy black hair and figure were the dream of countless men.

But Maxime immediately noticed the tip of a spear protruding from her back.

The metal of the spear seemed to glow, showing off its sharpness.

At the same time, the Dravak using it fell to the ground.

And so, with no imminent threat around, the young woman turned to Maxime.

Of course, Maxime recognized her immediately.

"Laura..."

The latter smiled, a trickle of blood dripping from her lips.

She fiercely removed the spear from her body, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

Then, with her remaining firepower, she hurled the spear at a Dravak in the air.

The latter was immediately felled and fell heavily to the ground.

As for Laure, she was still standing.

"As ferocious as ever" Maxime said with a bitter smile.

Laura turned to him.

"You’ve got to survive, Maxime."

Her gentle voice suddenly changed Maxime’s world.

It was as if only she remained.

Flames and splinters lit up the exhausted, bloodied faces of the remaining mercenaries around them, fighting like lions.

In the midst of all this, Maxime and Laura seemed particularly out of place.

At that moment, Maxime knew that she really was the woman of his life.

For never before had he felt such pain in his chest.

Yes, he’d cheated on her with Leïla.

But he’d heard something very practical from his mercenaries in Eternity.

Everyone had the right to cheat once on their partner in life.

But once that joker had been used, it couldn’t be used again in the future, even in other relationships.

And Maxime had asked Laura about this.

She was aware of this, and had used the joker herself in a previous relationship, so Maxime wasn’t worried.

What did worry him was that she’d even cheated on her exes several times before leaving them.

That’s why Maxime hadn’t hesitated with Leïla.

But he regretted it.

Not the act of deception per se.

Just that he could have done better than Leïla, and done it while not being drunk.

It was as if he’d taken the first one that came along.

And besides, he didn’t remember much.

But that wasn’t the point, in any case he wanted to do it for fear of being cheated on by Laura, since all Laura’s relationships had ended that way.

In his mind, he’d just avenged himself in advance.

But damn, did he regret using his joker so soon.

"It wasn’t even 50% as good as it was with Laura, and yet God knows how many times we’ve done it."

But now he had no desire for another woman.

This joker really did have a reason to exist.

"Do what you want in your world, but in Eternity’s you’re mine."

That was what Laura had told him word for word.

But now he’d decided otherwise.

"It will always be just the two of us, whether in Eternity or in this world."

These thoughts unfolded in the space of just a few seconds.

And just then, Laura collapsed in front of him.

Maxime barely managed to catch her before she collapsed to the ground.

"Chief! With all due respect, Laura’s already dead!" shouted Andrew.

Meanwhile, the pressure they were under from the Dravaks was enormous.

But Maxime didn’t care, he just wanted a few more seconds with his beauty in his arms.

The other mercenaries were beginning to worry.

They were afraid their leader had fallen into such despair that he’d lost the will to live.

By now, they were all forming a kind of circle, fighting around Maxime to hold back as many Dravaks as possible at once.

A few seconds passed quickly.

Then Maxime stood up.

His blue eyes sparkled.

This drew the eyes of his mercenaries.

"I’m sorry, guys. I got scared and hesitated."

No one answered and continued to fight fiercely, but everyone listened attentively.

"But when have I ever been scared!?"

"It’s those damned Dravaks who should be afraid of us!"

"We’re all going to die anyway, who cares about the consequences anymore?"

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In a very distant space, a huge, chained figure opened his eyes, seeming to pierce space itself.

He murmured:

"As expected, he’s not lacking in courage."

Then he closed his eyes again.

In another distant space, a goddess smiled.

"He’s feeling brave at the moment, but this time he’s not going to be able to take advantage of my blessing."

"Well, next time he’ll think twice before putting himself in situations like that."

"We can’t afford for one of the hopes of our universe to always be so crazy and irrational."

But watching him like this, the goddess was still worried.

"I can’t heal his soul wounds anymore, but I can still give him a little gift."

At the same time, she sighed lightly.

"I’m going to get my knuckles rapped again by that annoying guy."

"I hope you’re worth it, Maxime Valdreuve," she finally said with a smile.

...

At that very moment, in the middle of the battlefield, a pillar of light emanated from Maxime.