Chapter 655 Raw Power I

Chapter 655 Raw Power I

Michael didn't have to do much other than kill the Higher Lifeforms. The others were powerful enough to deal with the remaining Awakened and Summons in the camp.

If Michael had to rate the combat prowess of his enemies, he would probably consider it 'Lesser', or 'Ordinary'. It was average at best. If anything, the Awakened were a lot weaker than expected. It was almost like they didn't own a Soultrait, and that their Artifacts didn't amplify their strength at all.

On the other hand, Michael could consider the Untamed Awakened as entities with Superior combat prowess since their strength allowed them to fight one rank above their weight class without any difficulties. As their combat prowess increased, they may as well learn how to defeat enemies that ought to be much stronger than him.

In the meantime, Michael's combat prowess was ranked 'Mythical' because he could easily fight above his weight class, at this point. He was a Low Tier-3 Lord capable of fighting Higher Lifeforms. How many Awakened all over the Origin Expanse could do that? Not many.

"Is everyone alright?" Michael asked rhetorically after the last enemy fell victim to Lilica's Silent Reaper.

He knew that his people were doing fine and that there was no need to worry. As long as they didn't have to fight against the forces of the whole Council of Xylon simultaneously the Untamed Awakened shouldn't have an issue escaping fights unscathed.

"We're fine," Lilica answered for the Forest Elves. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

Tiara agreed silently as well as she transformed back into her original appearance.

"This is boring," Frederik mumbled, and the Berserkers agreed not so silently.

They growled and bellowed loudly, voicing their complaints. Only Thaor and Lokai remained silent as the sibling duo saw a glimmer in Michael's eyes.

"If this is too boring for you guys..." Michael stopped mid-sentence and used Extraction.

More than 100 Extraction Tendrils burst out of the ground around him. They impaled the bodies of the deceased and plundered as much as possible.

The SoulStar Fragments, Soultrait Symbols, Summoning Scrolls, and other loot were stored in his War Rune at once. Only the Memory Orbs remained in his hands for a few seconds before Michael consumed them.

He digested the memories of the dead swiftly and broke into a smile. The Memory Orbs showed him some very interesting things.

"...we should alter our plans a little."

"It's time to make a big move!" Michael declared, his vibrant smile transforming into a devilish grimace.

The Riever Summons and Awakened didn't expect a bunch of towering Awakened to fall from the sky, but they regained composure quickly. And that was necessary because Hiraku and the Warlock Centaurs didn't waste much time observing their surroundings.

Hiraku pinpointed a large caravan filled with goods nearby, but he had to evade a spear thrust before he could take a proper look at the goods. His body expanded as he transformed into the Silver Titan. But instead of being in his basic form, Hiraku sensed something within the surroundings that allowed him to change his form slightly.

Strength filled his body and his humongous figure expanded further, crimson vein-like lines spreading all over his body, etching themselves deep into his skin.

'That is...new...' Hiraku thought, manifesting a large meteorite-steel shield and a large double-headed conflict axe to block two attacks and cleave one of the Rievers near him in two.

Blood and internal organs spilled all over the ground, but Hiraku didn't pay much attention to it.

He had to pay attention to his surroundings and ensure that the Warlock Centaurs wouldn't do anything stupid.

After all, he became the leader of the second strike force. Michael trusted him. That was a weird feeling.

Michael didn't know much about him. He never asked Hiraku about his past and didn't force him to do anything he disliked. If Hiraku didn't want to join the battle against the Council of Xylon, he could have uttered so. Hiraku was certain that Michael would have been disappointed, but Michael wouldn't have forced him to participate.

Michael never seemed to force anything. Yet, simultaneously, it felt like Michael had an odd presence around him. A type of presence that made it hard to reject him and stay away from him.

Michael pulled people close to him without forcing anything. It was weird.

However, it was also comforting. Nobody had to act in front of Michael. They could be their true self in front of him. He didn't judge anyone.

'Maybe, it wouldn't be too bad to jo–...' Hiraku thought, only for his thoughts to be interrupted as a group of Rievers rushed at him.

Mekhaz, coated in the Living Armor brushed past him, moving nimbly with a halbert in his hands. One of the Rievers fell victim to Mekhaz's first strike, while the others backed away.

Hiraku released a thunderous roar and rushed ahead, bulldozing his enemies.

Now was not the time to think about the future. Hiraku knew that he had more than enough time to think about his plans soon. There was no rush.

The present was more important. A large-scale Regional War was waiting to be won by the Lord of the Untamed Jungle!