Mercenary System: I can increase innate potential !-Chapter 160: Invocation

"Oscar, and he’s a Dravak who managed to awaken his blood."

The words shocked Maxime, for he knew the weight a Dravak with awakened bloodline had thanks to the previous day’s discussions in the relaxation area!

A single Dravak with his bloodline awakened could literally change the entire course of the battlefield!

And he didn’t think he was currently up to the task, on his own, of a Dravak who had succeeded in awakening his bloodline!

However, he wasn’t really worried; he himself had his own plan and thought he could turn the tide at any moment.

"But there are also strong and weak Dravaks among those who awaken the blood, and Oscar is one of the weakest," Dravus continued in a flat tone.

Maxime nodded carelessly.

Although he was relieved that Oscar wasn’t among the most powerful of the awakened Dravaks, he knew he couldn’t afford to underestimate him.

But apart from him and a few Dravaks, most of the other opponents had relatively ordinary fighting power.

What was more worrying was that, over time, both the Dravaks and the Shibuyas were gathering here.

But the Shibuya were only 300 men strong, while it seemed that more and more Dravaks were arriving.

The oppressive weight of the situation seemed to hang over the entire battlefield, with every eye on Maxime.

After all, Leïla, the Shibuya captain, was on the ground, her silhouette still covered by smoke.

The Shibuya had no one left to lead them, except for a few remaining leaders.

Leila couldn’t do everything herself in a regiment of over 300 mercenaries, so there were many leaders in the group as well as a clear hierarchy.

Otherwise, knowing that mercenaries tended to be very undisciplined when they weren’t on a mission, it would be chaos.

Soon, 3 silhouettes took the initiative to emerge from the mercenaries and head towards Maxime.

These 3 people were each responsible for a hundred or so mercenaries, and at the same time they were all endowed with formidable power.

If they weren’t, Shibuya wouldn’t be as respected as it is today.

The 300 mercenaries could even command the admiration of regimental commanders and the base commander - that’s how fierce they were!

The first leader, an imposing man with dark skin and piercing eyes like blades, bore a deep scar that ran from his chin to his left cheekbone.

He stood erect, his gaze burning with determination.

He soon came within sight of Maxime, but also Oscar, Kaelor, and numerous Dravaks who stood in a bow before them.

"I am Edgar Valtieri." he declared in a deep voice.

"As Leïla’s second in command, I’ll be taking over."

Hearing this, Maxime wasn’t particularly displeased.

Rare were the people who could stand up in this kind of situation and not be afraid of death.

At his side was a slender woman with short, blue-tinted hair. Her fluid, precise movements suggested a formidable skill.

She smiled with a certain grace, as if her life were not in danger here.

"Sophia Reinhardt" she said lightly.

The younger man had a casual air, but his hands were firmly gripped to his weapons, ready to react to any situation.

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His white hair, contrasting with his youthful face, gave him a spectral air.

"And I’m Lucien Moreau."

"We have a plan. You go with our leader, and we’ll take care of the rest."

Edgar, taking a deep breath, continued:

"I’ve already discussed it with the Shibuyas. We’ll sacrifice ourselves to cover your retreat and that of your men. Please take care of our leader."

Then he bowed slightly to Maxime.

Oscar, who was right next to him and perfectly at ease, looked at the young blond human in front of him with disdainful eyes.

He understood perfectly well the discussion taking place in front of him, as did Kaelor.

Both were already extremely convinced that they could hold all the Shibuya mercenaries here, and eradicate every last one of them.

Maxime watched the three Shibuya with respect, but it seemed they hadn’t noticed the situation, and really thought they could hold these Dravaks here.

"I think there should be two Dravak regiments here, not just one, contrary to the information we’ve been given."

"You can barely take on an ordinary Dravak regiment head-on, but there are at least 3,000 Dravaks here by the looks of it."

"Not counting Dravak strongmen, do you seriously think you can hold off 3000 Dravaks with just 300 men?" he asked in a solemn tone, his words sounding like a hammer blow.

Edgar, Lucien and Sophia didn’t know how to react to this question.

"Do we have any other choice?" Edgar finally replied.

"You can sacrifice yourselves if you like, but know one thing: I’m going to stay here, and I’m going to slaughter them all."

A heavy silence fell around him.

Edgar clenched his fists, rage bubbling in his eyes. Sophia took a step forward, her weapons ready to cleave the air. As for Lucien, he exploded:

"You think you can take on the Dravaks alone? You’re an arrogant fool!"

An uproar arose between Shibuya and Maxime, but the latter was impassive and self-assured.

On the other side, Oscar, the awakened Dravak, burst out laughing, a sinister, mocking laugh.

"Watch these humans tearing each other apart, it’s really such a satisfying sight."

Maxime looked slightly at Oscar.

"When you have my sword stuck in your heart, will you find the feeling satisfying too?"

Oscar’s expression suddenly turned hideous.

Ever since he’d broken through, everyone had idolized him, and no one dared speak to him in such a provocative tone.

But he was extremely confident, and as he imagined some of the scenes that would follow, he began to laugh.

A cold, razor-sharp laugh. He set his blazing eyes on Maxime, his features distorted by a contemptuous smile.

"Once you crawl to my feet and beg for your life, you’ll no longer have that irritating expression." he said in an icy voice, every word oozing with terrifying assurance.

Maxime, far from being impressed, merely raised an eyebrow, his provocative smile still frozen on his face.

"You talk a lot for someone who needs so many allies to look after me," he retorted, his voice saturated with contempt.

Kaelor, hitherto silent, took a step forward. This massive Dravak, with a musculature so dense it seemed almost unreal, regarded Maxime like an insect.

His red eyes glowed with a predatory gleam.

"Me alone is enough to take care of a human like you, a Dravak with awakened bloodline doesn’t need to intervene."

"Don’t worry, it’ll be quick, in less than ten seconds you’ll have found eternal peace."

The tension rose a notch. The Shibuyas exchanged worried glances, wondering if Maxime had gone too far in provoking these two Dravaks at once.

Maxime crossed his arms, unperturbed. Experience tales at novelbuddy

"Ten seconds, eh?" he murmured, before smiling with a certain contempt.

As he said this, countless circles of light appeared behind him.

"Summoning circles?"

Oscar was surprised by the number, usually humans summoned only a few humans.

But when he sensed the weak aura of these humans, and thus guessed that most barely touched the 2 points of physics, he burst out laughing.

"Do you think there will be enough of us to defeat them?"

"The Dravaks race is one of the strongest races in the Delta universe!"

At the same time Oscar clenched his fists, as a dark, oppressive aura emanated from him, pushing aside a few Dravaks standing nearby.

Only Kaelor did not move from his position.

"You think you can defy us?" he roared, his cruel smile widening.

"When I crush you, you’ll understand how awakened Dravaks are above an inferior species like yours."

Edgar, Lucien and Sophia didn’t understand what Maxime was doing.

The 3 were all very strong, all having 3 or more physics points.

So he could also sense that these figures were only at apprentice knight level at the most, and that without proper equipment, the situation wasn’t going to change at all.

Sophia tried to intervene, her voice betraying a hint of urgency.

"Please Maxime, take our leader and run!"

But Maxime raised a hand to silence her, without even looking at her. His eyes were fixed on Oscar and Kaelor, like a predator watching its prey.

"You talk too much." he said calmly.

"Why don’t you come and see if your threats hold up against me?"

The battlefield seemed suspended, each side holding its breath. Oscar and Kaelor stepped forward, their heavy footsteps sounding like thunderclaps.

Kaelor, a cruel smile on his lips, murmured loud enough for Maxime to hear:

"I’m going to savor every second."

Oscar nodded, his gaze burning with cold rage.

"Let’s begin, human. Show me how pathetic you are."

But Maxime, instead of drawing his sword, shoved his hands into the pockets of his combat pants.

At the same time, he murmured:

"Nox Limit..."

boom

An explosion of aura erupted from him as his own physique struggled to surpass the limits imposed by the God of the Delta universe.

At the same time, his mercenaries appeared one after the other.

A wave of terrifying aura swept across the battlefield. As the circles of light dissipated, everyone could see an impressive group of powerful warriors ready to do battle.

Their presence imposed a sudden silence.

Charle, Ultia, Henry , Andrew , Laura , Ernest, Garen, Lira, Romuald, Rodrigo, Tena, Izo, Terry, James, Piedro and young geniuses from Plouta such as Ivan, Wigor and Liam were all there.

In all, over a hundred mercenaries were present.

And under the influence of Maxime’s talent, the physique of most of them went straight to 3 points!

It should be noted that on a yellow-level battlefield, individuals with 3 points of physique were rare!

But all at once, some 70 strong men of this level appeared!

With the naked eye, the Dravaks could see that there were many experienced men among them.

Fear began to spread through their ranks.

"Kill." ordered Maxime, smiling slightly.