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

It was so bright that it pierced the clouds in the sky.

Every Dravak and human on the battlefield could see this pillar of light.

The captain of the first human regiment, Adrian Valmont, stood upright on a small ridge with an unobstructed view of the battlefield to the west.

His imposing silhouette, reinforced by black armor edged in gold, exuded an aura of authority that was almost palpable.

He leaned on his sword, which was planted in the ground at his feet.

Just by standing there, he was able to lower the morale of the Dravaks below.

But his soldiers were also intimidated by a huge Dravak opposite. On the latter’s forehead were two horns, each measuring five centimetres.

This Dravak also stood atop a small ridge opposite.

He hadn’t made a single move since the fighting began.

Hence the 2-day stalemate.

Back at Adrian’s side was a human who was no inferior to him in terms of aura.

He was a man with a scarred face, wearing black tactical armor with a silver badge on his shoulder.

Normally, only regimental captains wore a silver star-shaped insignia on their shoulders.

Soldiers also wore these insignia, but they were bronze in color.

These insignia were both a sign of status and strength on dimensional battlefields.

And that mysterious man standing beside Adrian was Varek.

The same man who had looked after Maxime on his arrival and given him the tour of the fortress.

By now, he was covered in dust and blood as he was in charge of fending off the lieutenants of the captain of the first Dravak regiment.

In fact, each of the lieutenants of the first Dravak regiment was not far from the strength of a human regimental captain!

Adrian’s lieutenants couldn’t win against them, hence the need for Varek to intervene.

At that moment, Varek and Adrian were staring at the phenomenon in the sky with an expression split between wonder and concern.

"Have you ever seen this, Adrian?" asked Varek, squinting up at the pillar of golden light.

Adrian didn’t answer immediately.

His gaze was riveted on the pillar, his thoughts racing through his mind.

He knew the situation on the battlefield to the south from the information transmitted by the command center.

So he knew that there was a monstrous schoolboy to the south, named Maxime.

"Could this be the work of that genius?" he thought doubtfully.

He’d never seen anything like it in his life.

The pillar of light wasn’t just a visual manifestation. It emanated an almost oppressive energy.

A hundred meters ahead of him, the first Dravak regiment, led by their captain, Vrykan, had also ceased all movement.

The Dravak soldiers, usually implacable and cold, seemed troubled.

Some stepped back instinctively, others looked at their captain with hesitant expressions.

As for Vrykan, he gripped the handle of his weapon, a huge black halberd, his golden eyes riveted on the pillar. Unlike his soldiers, he showed no fear.

However, a hint of doubt hovered in the gleam of his eyes.

"That light..." he murmured hoarsely.

"It reminds me of the light of our Gods".

Adrian heard these words, though they were spoken in Dravak’s half-voiced language and far away from him.

But with his exceptional physique combined with a passive skill he possessed, he could hear these words.

He turned his head slightly towards Varek.

"I know you know a lot more about the truth of our universe than we do, can you tell me what’s going on?"

After Vrykan’s words, Varek nodded.

"I can roughly guess what’s going on, but I can’t tell you because you don’t have a high enough level of authorization."

Adrian didn’t react to these words.

Despite his strength, he knew he wasn’t eligible for a level 2 clearance.

For that, he needed a certain status, talent or special opportunity.

Or else possess absolute strength, which was not Adrian’s case.

"All I can tell you is that something very rare has happened down south."

Adrian nodded slowly, understanding.

He didn’t insist, because sometimes he thought it was better to know little so as not to be disturbed by certain shocking truths.

Because even if he knew these truths, he couldn’t intervene with his strength. That would disturb him more than anything else.

Suddenly, a shockwave escaped from the pillar, raising a mighty wind that swept across the battlefield.

Trees trembled under the power of the wind, while humans had to shield their eyes from the dust.

Many Dravaks in the air were violently thrown several kilometers.

"Captain, your orders?" asked a soldier who had just arrived behind Varek and Adrian.

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He obviously wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to attack.

Adrian kept his hands on the pommel of his sword, without turning around.

"We remain on the defensive." he replied firmly.

"Whatever this light is, our mission remains the same. We have to keep up the pressure on this Dravak regiment. Victory here is not important, what matters is the situation to the south."

"As long as we win to the south, we’ll get a significant numerical advantage. So there’s no point in sacrificing soldiers here for the death of a few unimportant Dravaks."

Varek nodded in agreement.

The soldier made a military sign in response.

"Aye, aye, Captain!"

At that moment, Vrykan raised his halberd above his head, and his powerful voice echoed over the battlefield:

"Dravaks, this is only an artifice manufactured by the human race! We are the strongest race on this battlefield, and nothing can change that! Show them we’ll stop at nothing, not even the heavens!"

The Dravak soldiers let out a war cry, but Adrian could sense their hesitation. The pillar of light had planted a seed of doubt in their minds.

Otherwise, Vrykan wouldn’t have made such a war cry at that moment.

"Varek, prepare yourself," Adrian ordered, his tone icy.

"If the Dravaks advance, we’ll push them back here, whatever the cost. We must hold."

Varek drew his weapon, a heavy two-handed hammer.

His face showed no fear whatsoever.

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"Let them come."

...

From the command room, Kavasta watched the giant screen, as did the rest of the soldiers present.

Human and Dravak soldiers were still fighting despite the pillar of light.

On the screen, there was a tally of the soldiers from the second regiment still alive.

There was also a count of the number of Dravaks still alive.

[303 soldiers of the second regiment still alive].

[One Sabertooth Tiger mercenary still alive].

[1032 Dravaks still alive].

Within 3 minutes, only 300 of the 500 humans remained.

But the Dravaks had suffered even greater losses.

Of the original 1,500 Dravaks, only 1,000 remained.

Unsurprisingly, the battlefield to the south was a veritable mincer of humans and Dravaks.

But it was also a battlefield where the strongest and bravest could show their worth.

In this respect, a board automatically recording the military merits of each soldier was also present.

[First position: Ernest of the Sabertooth Tigers. 20 Dravaks killed].

[Second position: Sergeant Jeff Capson. 17 Dravaks killed].

[Third position: Major Keina Tapsi. 16 Dravaks killed].

...

The command center was naturally aware of the first names of all the Sabertooth Tigers and could easily recognize them, since they had stayed in the medical wing of the fortress.

They had all been naturally identified during their short stay.

And Ernest was very much in evidence on the battlefield. His presence alone was even improving morale in the area.

Within 3 minutes, he had already saved many soldiers from imminent death.

On the command room side, the screen often changed perspective, as cameras were attached to the armor of soldiers from the second regiment fighting with the Dravaks.

From time to time, the cameramen would fall to the ground, never to rise again.

In this way, the screen changed perspective from time to time.

"Passage to soldier Tener.

After seeing a spear take up more and more space on the screen, an operator in charge of the video retransmission reported live.

"Private Tener has fallen in battle."

"Moving on to Private Hyvra."

...

Behind the thick mass of Dravaks, the pillar of light was easily visible.

Kavasta watched in silence, naturally knowing the origin of this pillar of light as one of the greatest geniuses of the Western Federation.

"An intervention of the Gods."

Even knowing this, Kavasta was still surprised.

For this was extremely rare!

It was said that the Gods had to pay a price that even they had to consider before intervening.

So divine intervention was extremely rare!

But without a doubt, all those who received them deserved to be the greatest geniuses of each race!

In some races, these people jumped absolutely all social classes and became the regent of their race after receiving a blessing from the Gods!

"My human race is destined to prosper," Kavasta thought with a smile.

Indeed, he wasn’t jealous.

As a genius of humanity, Kavasta bore a burden few could imagine.

He was more than happy to see other geniuses arrive to share that weight.

In the command room, Leïla was also present.

She wore a strange look as she watched this pillar of light rise into the sky.

"Could it be him?"

But even if she thought it could be him, she wondered what he could have done to have caused this kind of phenomenon.

"What have you done, Maxime?"

...

The captain of the eighth regiment, dressed in camouflage and accompanied by his 2,000 men, could also see this pillar of light.

"What is this thing?" he thought incredulously.

He’d been roaming the dimensional battlefields for years, but he’d never seen anything like it.

At the same time, grey clouds had been appearing one after the other above them all this time.

It was as if this pillar of light had provoked the wrath of the sky.

Simultaneously, it began to rain.

"Come on, guys, let’s get a move on." he murmured, as the first drops of water fell.

Although he spoke in a low voice, his 2,000 men heard him clearly.

It was the talent he had awakened in Eternity that enabled him to achieve this kind of feat.

Many strong people were capable of it, but they were almost non-existent on yellow-level battlefields.

By wisely using his talent in Eternity, he was able to complete missions that were reputed to be impossible, and earn a lot of money.

He also did the same on dimensional battlefields, earning himself a lot of merit.

Thanks to Eternity, and the rewards of the dimensional battlefield, he finally reached the position of regimental captain.

...

At last, in the Dravak fortress, a silent atmosphere reigned in their command room.