Chapter 717: Seven days
The thrill pulsing through Marshal Maximo’s heart only grew stronger as he turned his full attention to Spartacus. He could clearly feel it—Spartacus’s power had risen again, refined, and intensified in just a matter of days.
Among Maximo’s entire force, Spartacus was one of the five strongest warriors. His mastery over the Law of Space made him an especially vital piece in this final assault. Any improvement, no matter how small, was more than welcome—it was exceptional.
"Hahahahahaha!"
The sheer joy swelling in Maximo’s chest erupted into roaring laughter, echoing through the entire camp like thunder. Every soldier turned toward him, eyes wide with surprise and curiosity. But more than that, they felt a sudden surge of renewed determination ripple through them like a shockwave.
It was one thing to see their commander stoic and firm, but quite another to hear him laugh with such vigor. That laughter wasn’t the sound of a man unsure or struggling—it was the sound of someone who had just glimpsed victory.
If Marshal Maximo could laugh, truly laugh, then the situation must not be hopeless. That belief burned like fire in the hearts of his troops, reigniting hope, passion, and the will to fight.
"Good. Good. Good," Maximo repeated, nodding with satisfaction as he approached the newly arrived force gathered atop the teleportation platform. "I am truly glad to see all of you."
He then turned toward the assembled Sages and Half-Step Legends, his expression becoming more solemn.
"Head to the rear ranks of the camp. General Amir will direct you to your battle stations."