Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 864

Chapter 864: Hawkin Group’s Last Stand
All twenty Hawklings naturally stood protectively in front of their father, their raw attributes an utter mess, as even Sanada didn’t have much information about them.

He had based the attributes of the younger ones on the squadron captains of the Chaos and Cobra units, assuming that the Black Dawn Unit captains were anomalies and that the Hawklings couldn’t possibly match their strength.

As for the older ones, he estimated their attributes based on heroes and his stronger commanders.

Were the Hawklings weaker or stronger than expected?

Sanada didn’t know.

However, he was at least confident that the stronger squadron captains and those from the Black Dawn Unit could contend with them, so he wasn’t overly concerned.

The real problem was Dweezel.

In the past, the old snake had certainly been much weaker than him, and Sanada still believed the bastard remained so to this day.

In terms of mortal combat prowess, that is.

As for soul arts, one could literally exchange their soul and humanity for power.

While Sanada had delved deeply into this practice, he didn’t dare go too far, fearing he might lose himself.

This might have been where Dweezel closed the gap.

The bastard was, after all, willing to sacrifice the entire world to get what he wanted.

Who could say he wouldn’t trade his very soul and humanity for power—especially if it brought him closer to his ultimate goal of immortality and world domination?

Sanada wasn’t afraid of him, though—just wary.

Even so, the old terrorist leader knew it was better to prepare for the worst.

As a result, he exaggerated Dweezel’s attributes, pushing them a great deal beyond the limits of what was normally achievable for humans.

He ensured that even if Chaos and Cobra fought together, they would still lose to Dweezel—at least in the simulation.

If the old snake turned out to be weaker than expected, all the better.

Shye, Chaos, and Cobra should have no business fighting Dweezel, as he planned to take down the bastard himself.

Only if he failed would they have to face the old snake.

However, based on the current situation, it seemed that he didn’t have to make a move.

He shall allow his commanders and their elites to take down the simulated Dweezel this time.

After a brief yet ice-cold staredown between the two sides, the Hadean Varsa army—numbering a little over four thousand cream-of-the-crop elites—charged forward, with the warrior-class captains and commanders leading the charge, positioning themselves at the very front to set a brave example for their men.

Shye and Shirley were naturally among those setting a good example.

They bravely advanced alongside Commander Feng, Commander Tigren, and Vice Commander Feather.

Chaos, being a scout-class commander, instead blended into the shadows to look for opportunities to take out the top dogs of the Hawkin Group.

The small remaining forces of the Hawkin group were evidently stronger than the usual elites, based solely on the armor sets and weapons they carried.

However, they were unfortunately outnumbered eight to one.

It was clearly only a matter of time before the Black Dragon Gate fell into Hadean Varsa’s hands.

A few more moments later, the ferocious tide of black-clad elites clashed against the golden Hawkin Defenders, with offensive elemental spells and enchanted mana arrows flying everywhere.

Dweezel’s men had no choice but to turtle up to increase their chances of survival, though this only made them prime targets for Hadean Varsa’s mage squadrons.

The Hawklings naturally did their best to help in hopes of improving the situation for their side.

Primo, Leffen, and the other warrior-class Hawklings stood at the front of the formation, while the scout-class Hawklings, like Second Hawkling, faded into the background, much like Chaos, occasionally popping out to take down unsuspecting opponents.

Unfortunately, despite managing to eliminate a few notoriously strong squadron captains, the Hawklings eventually fell as well.

Like ripe fruits, they were picked off one by one, mostly by two mighty commanders, who rampaged across the battlefield with unmatched ferocity and unstoppable momentum.

Chaos was akin to a Phantom Demon, vanishing one moment from the left side and reappearing the next on the right, and vice versa.

Wherever he appeared, a Hawkling would lose their life.

On the other hand, Shye was like a force of nature, killing everyone who dared to stand in his way. Hawkling or not, it didn’t matter.

Whenever he swung his sword, blood splattered.

However, it wasn’t only the two commanders who managed to eliminate the Hawklings, as Maia, for one, specifically targeted Leffen, slashing his throat open with chilling brutality and coldness.

She couldn’t wait to do the same to the real one.

In the simulated world, the Hawkin Group’s doom was already predetermined.

No matter how ferociously they fought, they fell one by one, their brothers and comrades perishing beside them, eyes wide open.

The remaining ones were utterly furious at the death of their comrades, as though they were real humans.

But in the end, they too fell, leaving only a frail, hunched old man standing before the Black Dragon Gate.

Dweezel’s expression was as cold as a frigid winter night, his hands clenched tightly into fists.

He would not allow Hadean Varsa to free the Black Dragon for as long as he still drew breath.

This was how the simulated Dweezel was programmed to think, at least.

This part of the simulation might turn out to be the most useless, as the trump cards and skills assigned to the programmed old snake were likely highly inaccurate.

After all, Sanada had rarely clashed with Dweezel over the past few decades.

It was impossible to predict how the old snake would actually fight.

However, to make the simulation practice as fruitful as possible, he equipped the simulated old snake with a few overpowered trump cards, capable of killing a few commanders, vice commanders, and several captains in an instant.

This would ensure they wouldn’t grow complacent, even in a seemingly advantageous position, and would remain vigilant when facing Dweezel in the future.

With luck, the three simulation practices might save a few lives.