Primordial Expanse: I have the Strongest Talent! - Chapter 321

Chapter 321: Grand Scheme
The battle between Alex, Margit and the Red Demon commander intensified quickly.

Alex’s new strength was evident in every strike he made, each one pushing the commander further and further back.

Margit stayed close, his lightning infused attacks complementing Alex’s ferocity.

Together, they quickly overwhelmed the commander, leaving him with little to no room to counter attack.

The commander was in trouble.

He had never faced anything like this before — two strong opponents, one of whom had just reached a new level of power he couldn’t fully comprehend.

He was of a lower rank, and class than himself, yet he was still stronger? What kind of bullshit was this!?

In any previous wars and encounters he had with strong enemies, if he was faced with 2 or more strong enemies at once, much like he was currently, he would retreat.

But that wasn’t an option now, and he only wished and hoped that it was the more the fight dragged on.

Alex’s dual element control was a key factor.

His Phoenix Flames and spatial energy worked together seamlessly, making his attacks faster and more powerful than the commander anticipated.

Margit’s lightning based speed attacks didn’t give the commander any chance to catch his breath or regain control of the situation either.

Every time the Red Demon commander tried to focus on either one of them, the other would land a critical blow.

It became clear that the Red Demon commander couldn’t win this fight.

He was strong, but not strong enough to handle both Alex and Margit at the same time, especially with Alex’s unpredictable and rapidly changing abilities.

How was he supposed to predict Alex’s next move, when Alex didn’t even know it himself…?

Despite his best efforts, the commander was gradually worn down.

Each clash of swords and every exchange of energy drained him further, while Alex seemed to only grow more confident and powerful.

Margit, too, fought with a sense of urgency, knowing that this was their chance to completely win back the Shen Wu system for the human race.

If he and Alex could just kill the Red Demon commander here and now, then they could move on to wiping out the rest of the Red Demon troops in the Shen Wu system with their strength far outclassing them.

They would be the first system liberated from the Red Demon control if they could achieve this!

Alex wasn’t too bothered about the kind of merits that could come from this, but to Margit this was a chance of a lifetime.

The honour he’d receive for being the first would be priceless.

He would probably be given the prestige of being promoted to a general the moment he reaches B tier in the future, which not many other officers of his status had the privilege.

The battle continued with Alex and Margit pressing their advantage.

The Red Demon commander, despite his experience and power, was struggling.

His frustration grew.

He was a seasoned warrior, used to dominating the battlefield, but now he was being pushed to the brink.

He couldn’t understand how Alex, a recently ranked up human, could be this strong.

It didn’t make sense, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He just had to focus on surviving.

He knew he couldn’t win, and his thoughts had shifted from victory to survival.

If he couldn’t defeat them, then the next best thing he could do was to make sure they couldn’t kill him.

But in the end, it was an empty endeavour.

Alex didn’t let up, and neither did Margit.

They were focused, determined to win this battle.

And eventually, they could taste the victory in their mouths.

In the final moments, the Red Demon commander made a desperate attempt to implode his own core when he realised there was no escaping the onslaught of the two humans.

But it was futile.

Alex emulated the attack he had dealt to Varkoth in his final attack, only this time neither he nor Virtue’s Edge felt completely overwhelmed by the attack he had generated.

He delivered the finishing strike straight to the commander’s chest, striking straight through his soul core before he could finish detonating it, cancelling the process completely.

Unlike Varkoth, in his final moments the Commander looked afraid, but also enraged and disgusted that he had been bested by two humans.

The Red Demon commander fell silent, his thoughts clouded by the reality of his defeat, and inevitable death.

The battle was over, and he knew it.

In fact, it was probably over the moment he landed on the battlefield, expecting to meet only Margit.

There was no grand finale, no dramatic end, just the cold truth of mortality.

Alex’s sword had pierced through him, ending the fight with a bang, but with the certainty that his time had run out.

The commander’s eyes, once filled with the fire of battle and the arrogance of a commander in the great Red Demon army, now stared blankly into the distance, reflecting only the inevitability and the terrifying reality of his death.

Alex and Margit stood over the fallen commander, neither celebrating.

Margit was too shocked that they had managed to do it, they had managed to take out the commander.

While Alex was just disillusioned from the effect this commander’s death would have on the billions of humans inhabiting the Shen Wu system.

To Margit, this was a great victory worth celebrating for a month straight over, but Alex’s mind was focused on farther horizons.

Sure, they had won the battle for Shen Wu system, but what about the war as a whole?

There were still tens, if not hundreds of thousands of star systems scattered across the border of the milky way going through the same situation as theirs.

What difference did one victory out of hundreds of thousands of battles make in the grand scheme of things?

Alex couldn’t answer that question, because he wasn’t a military strategist, but in his mind the effect wouldn’t be much.

He gave one last look at the commander’s corpse, before turning around and walking away, taking his ship out of his storage and entering it, making plans to leave this godforsaken planet.