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"Great..." murmured Maxime.

All around him, chaos persisted, but the Shibuya were really fighting back.

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The Shibuya deserved their reputation as an elite unit on this battlefield to face the notorious Dravak head-on.

For his part, Maxime knew he was up against a really strong warrior, otherwise he wouldn't have managed to kill the previous two opponents so easily if they had the same strength as this Dravak.

And the Dravak was clearly not happy.

His eyes turned red, as if boundless rage had taken hold of his body.

He brandished his spear, twirling it like a master, so that Maxime couldn't help but be impressed.

This gesture calmed the Dravak's emotions slightly.

In their race, they were often hot-blooded, but they also knew that the calmer they remained, the more they could master the rhythm in a duel.

"You're strong, human, but not strong enough to survive this fight." he said arrogantly, pointing his spear at Maxime.

Maxime cocked his sword, muscles taut, ready to dodge or strike at the slightest opening.

The fight resumed, but this time the Dravak attacked with tenfold aggression.

Each blow from his spear struck the ground or the trees with extraordinary force.

Maxime knew that if he was hit, he could die instantly.

So he dodged, rolled and jumped, but it wasn't long before he sensed that his breath wouldn't last long.

In the heat of the moment, when you knew your life was in danger, every effort seemed extremely exhausting.

Only about ten attacks were executed, and Maxime made a mistake.

A blow from the spear grazed his flank, slicing through his armor and flesh with ease.

A sharp pain shot through him, but he didn't cry out. He gritted his teeth, using the pain as fuel to fuel his determination.

"You're tough... I'll give you that." Maxime murmured, while putting his hand over his wound to compress it and prevent too much blood escaping.

The Dravak didn't reply, just laughed mockingly before coming at him again. But this time, Maxime had a plan.

As the Dravak raised his spear for a fatal blow, Maxime leapt forward towards the ground, almost slipping underneath him.

He planted his sword at the Dravak's shoulder, usually one of the armor's weakest points.

The Dravak didn't have time to avoid it, and took Maxime's laser sword head-on.

His armor and the sword's laser clashed for less than a second, until the armor gave way.

"ARRRGGHHH"

The pain of a laser sword burning the inside of the body was one of the worst pains in the world, drawing a howl of pain from the Dravak.

But instead of backing away, he used the fact that Maxime was in front of him to grab him by the throat, his eyes filled with a blazing red.

Maxime saw the hand approaching, but in his posture he couldn't move easily.

So easily and quickly, the Dravak had his huge hand on his neck.

"You dare... hurt me, you inferior species?" he growled, lifting him off the ground.

Maxime suffocated, the Dravak's fingers crushing his windpipe. He frantically struck the creature's arm with his sword, but the armor held firm this time.

In his position, he couldn't apply the force he had earlier, and the sword's energy alone wasn't enough to pierce the sturdy armor.

"You asked for it, cursed Dravak." Maxime thought with determination, as he put his left hand in his pocket and pulled out an oval object.

It was a fragmentation grenade.

He hadn't thought he'd come to this in his first confrontation with a strong warrior.

But at 18, he was already showing extraordinary strength without realizing it.

There weren't many humans capable of competing against such a Dravak warrior at such a young age.

Those capable of defeating him were even fewer.

This fragmentation grenade had been given to him by one of the Shibuya mercenaries, who told him that in their unit, they would never die alone.

It should be noted that this grenade contained phenomenal power.

So much so, that even a knight at peak stage wouldn't dare guarantee that he could survive that grenade at such close range.

And Maxime now had a physique of just 3.2 points, all bonuses included.

So, omitting his fighting skills, he could barely be considered a knight at the entrance stage.

But it was his only hope.

He pulled the pin with a smile, then let it fall to the ground between them.

"Let's say we go together, buddy..."

Dravak's eyes widened, but before he could react, the explosion sounded.

A shockwave separated them violently, throwing Maxime against a rock, his life and death unknown.

The Dravak was also violently thrown dozens of meters, his armor all but destroyed, his wings with countless holes in them and his body bleeding profusely with purple blood.

A few seconds passed, as Dravak struggled to his feet, but above all with rage.

"Damned human, always playing dirty tricks until the end!"

"None of them can fight with honor."

For his part, Maxime could barely squint.

His vision was blurred, his body aching and he could feel that many grenade fragments were now lodged in his body.

He was lying on the ground, his head against a rock and blood pouring from his mouth.

Clearly all he could do now was watch the Dravak rise to his feet and approach him angrily.

"Tough guy," Maxime murmured wryly.

The effort alone caused him excruciating pain, and blood rushed back with a taste of scrap metal in his mouth.

The staggering Dravak slowly approached, now holding a simple dagger.

"You deserve my respect, human. What's your name?" asked the Dravak as he walked towards Maxime.

"Maxime and you?"

At the same time as he managed to speak aloud, he was forced to spit out a mouthful of blood beside him.

But the Dravak didn't care about this little detail.

"Maxime? What a strange name. I'm Dravus." replied the Dravak, fiddling with his dagger as he now stood only a few steps away from Maxime.

Maxime nodded in recognition.

But Dravus found it strange not to sense any sign of panic on Maxime's face.

"You're a strange human. You're about to die but you show no fear, even among Dravak that's a very rare quality."

Maxime smiled slightly in response, still lying on the ground, with only his head resting against a rock.

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At the same time, two luminous circles appeared at Maxime's side.

Dravus stopped walking and stared at the circles of light.

His intuition told him that within these luminous circles were two very powerful auras.

Almost as strong as himself and Maxime.

The first to appear was a beautiful woman in iron armor, holding a simple medieval sword.

She wore an eye patch, and despite her simple outfit, she gave off a ferocious aura.

The second was a balding middle-aged man, also wearing iron armor, with a piercing gaze.

"Kaite (Langus), ready to serve the chief!" exclaimed the latter once fully invoked.

They were the two knights of the saber-toothed tigers!

When they appeared, they saw Maxime on the ground, a huge pool of blood forming beneath him.

Both of them immediately looked shocked.

Never before had they seen their leader in such a posture; he normally wore a cold, arrogant face and exuded an aura of "I am invincible".

They could never have imagined seeing such a scene in their lifetime!

At the same time, they observed the Dravak in front of them, who also appeared to be in a sorry state.

"What the fuck is this monster?" said Langus aloud in surprise.

They'd only just received some information from Eternity that they'd appeared in a world different from their own, and now here they were in front of some kind of dragon-man.

"Subdue him..." ordered Maxime, with a slight smile.

But it was a frightening smile, given the state he was in.

He had plans for this powerful Dravak.

Langus and Kaite were surprised by this order.

Then the two looked at each other with bitter smiles, seeming to understand something.

It seemed that their leader wanted to repeat what he had already done with them.

At the same time, the Dravak warrior was surprised to see two people appear before him.

In his tribe, he was a young genius. Only after passing the warrior's test was he allowed to join his first dimensional battlefield.

Despite the Dravak's combative nature, they understood the need to protect their young geniuses, but at the same time they couldn't restrict them to their world, otherwise they'd be like flowers growing in a greenhouse.

They'll be beautiful and grow up healthy, but as soon as you take them out of their comfort zone, they'll die at the slightest difficulty outside.

Thus, the warrior's test was born.

Only by passing this test could genies join the dimensional battlefield.

Of course, ordinary Dravaks were not subject to this test, and could join the army as soon as they reached adulthood.

Since this was his first battlefield, and due to special personal circumstances, Dravus, although endowed with exceptional strength, lacked knowledge of other species.

That's why he had been surprised by Maxime's grenade, and why he was equally surprised to see two other humans appear out of nowhere.

But he didn't let himself be intimidated, and like an experienced assassin, he took up position with his dagger, ready to confront these two humans.