Max Level is 100? I Can Upgrade All skill s to Lv99999!-Chapter 59 --Requesting Reinforcements—The Battlefield Shifts!

Chapter 59: Chapter59-Requesting Reinforcements—The Battlefield Shifts!

Caelan didn’t really pay much attention to the fact that the other side was calling in more people.

In his eyes, it didn’t matter how many came—they’d all end up the same way: delivered straight to their deaths.

But Alyssa, standing nearby, had a flicker of heaviness pass through her expression.

The C4 zone wasn’t even one of the Supreme Staff Legion’s primary objectives.

Yet if they were allowed to keep summoning reinforcements like this, the situation would become a nightmare—one that could spiral out of control. There was even a chance that the entire C4 area would fall completely.

"Are you people insane?" Alyssa snapped, unable to hold back anymore. "Do you have any idea what you’re doing? By pulling this stunt, you’re throwing the entire battlefield’s balance into chaos!"

More and more caster-type awakeners began to converge nonstop toward the C4 region.

The captain who had called for backup earlier wore a face full of venomous hatred.

"Alyssa," he said through clenched teeth, "as long as we can kill you—and your boyfriend—that alone counts as a huge victory for us."

He narrowed his eyes, his voice cold and vicious.

"As for how it affects the overall war... once we take the C4 zone, our assault against your Ironclad Legion can branch out everywhere. Multiple fronts, simultaneous strikes. Don’t worry your pretty head about it."

Alyssa’s face went pale with rage. Her teeth ground together, and anger flashed in her eyes.

It was obvious now: the Supreme Staff Legion had come prepared.

Which meant the Ironclad Legion’s position was far more dangerous than she’d expected!

Just as anxiety twisted tighter and tighter in Alyssa’s chest—just as she was struggling to decide what to do—Caelan’s calm voice sounded right beside her ear.

"Trash like this," he said evenly, "it doesn’t matter how many show up. Don’t bother taking them seriously."

Then he added, almost as if he were mildly interested:

"I’m actually looking forward to whatever they do next."

Alyssa froze.

She knew how strong Caelan was—but the Supreme Staff Legion members were pouring in like a flood.

This wasn’t a few dozen people.

It was over a hundred caster-type awakeners, forming a full-scale encirclement!

Even if Caelan’s strength was absurdly high... he couldn’t possibly withstand that kind of siege!

With that thought, Alyssa made a decision instantly—she was going to step forward and try to talk him down, to force him to withdraw before things became irreversible.

But at that exact moment—

In the sky, countless halos bloomed into existence—dense, overlapping circles of light in dozens of different colors. There were so many that the air itself seemed saturated with magic.

Alyssa’s expression instantly turned ugly.

"No—!" she gasped. "It’s a caster-type teleportation skill... We’re surrounded!"

In only a few breaths, Caelan and Alyssa were completely boxed in—encircled by more than a hundred caster-type awakeners.

The Supreme Staff Legion members didn’t even bother wasting words on Alyssa.

They raised their staffs in unison, lowered their voices, and began chanting.

"Summon—Earth Giant!!"

The ground around Caelan split apart in an instant.

Deep cracks spiderwebbed across the earth, and then—one after another—massive bodies pushed upward from beneath the surface.

Twenty Earth Giants erupted from the ground.

Each one was towering—taller than a ten-story building—hulking slabs of stone and soil given monstrous shape, their forms blotting out the sky and casting oppressive shadows over everything.

Then, without giving anyone time to breathe, the chanting continued.

"Cataclysm Quake!!"

In that moment, the earth itself seemed to meet the apocalypse.

The ground shook violently, as if the world was tearing apart at the seams. Defensive structures throughout the C4 zone shattered almost instantly—fortifications crumbling as if they were made of brittle sand.

"Watch out!" Caelan barked.

He grabbed Alyssa, hauled her up in a single motion, and activated [Flashstep], pulling them out of the most dangerous zone of impact.

Alyssa didn’t even have time to react.

One moment the world was chaos and trembling ground; the next, her vision blurred—and she found herself in a different spot entirely.

"Be careful," Caelan said casually, almost offhand. "Don’t die here."

Then he gripped his long sword.

Without looking back even once, he launched himself straight toward the twenty Earth Giants.

Alyssa stared at his back as he charged.

For a moment, she was simply... stunned.

On the other side, Caelan didn’t immediately release any flashy skill.

From his perspective, these huge, lumbering giants were nothing more than oversized targets.

Big bodies didn’t mean big threat—not to him.

The battlefield looked like it had descended into total disorder.

Yet Caelan moved through it again and again, weaving between destruction with a leisurely ease—as though he were strolling down a street, not wading through a deadly war zone.

In the blink of an eye, four Earth Giants were cut cleanly in half.

Their bodies split at the waist, upper halves collapsing with booming impacts like collapsing buildings. Dust and debris erupted, turning the air murky.

The remaining Earth Giants roared in fury and tried to strike back.

Enormous stone fists hammered down, shockwaves rippling outward. Massive feet stomped hard enough to crack the ground.

But the result was the same every time.

Their attacks couldn’t even touch Caelan.

He slipped past blows with minimal movement, stepping aside by inches, his sword flashing like a silver line through haze and rubble.

"These Earth Giants..." Alyssa murmured, her eyes wide with disbelief, "...they’re basically just throwing tantrums."

She truly couldn’t understand it.

How was he doing this?

How could someone’s strength be this overwhelming?

Had Caelan’s power already reached this terrifying level?

Meanwhile, the Supreme Staff Legion members were just as shocked.

Their mouths went dry as they watched.

Since when did a swordsman class become this ridiculous?

At that moment, their captain raised his arm sharply and barked an order.

"All members—switch the battle plan!"

His voice cut through the chanting and the chaos.

"Shift the focus. Prioritize the swordsman!"

Then he issued instructions one after another, rapid and precise.

"Wood-element awakeners—restrict his movement immediately!"

"Destruction-element awakeners—wait for an opening and concentrate fire! Kill him the moment you get a chance!"

As the new deployment rolled out, the Supreme Staff Legion adjusted instantly.

"Binding Vines!"

The ground erupted again—not with stone, but with plants.

Countless thick vines burst upward, twisting and writhing like living serpents. They surged toward Caelan in waves, trying to wrap around his legs, his arms, his sword—trying to lock him in place.

At this very moment, because nearly all enemy firepower was now concentrated on Caelan, the Ironclad Legion members stationed in the C4 zone suddenly felt an enormous reduction in pressure.

They realized it too.

The enemy’s true target had become obvious.

And the moment they understood that, they immediately moved—determined to support Caelan rather than let him fight alone.

"Brothers! Our guy is being surrounded!" someone shouted. "Hurry up—help him!"

"Our reinforcement can’t be allowed to fight alone!"

"Alyssa! Please—take command and guide us!"

Alyssa snapped back to herself and took control of the battlefield immediately.

"Everyone, get ready!" she commanded. "No matter the cost, clear the vines on the ground for Caelan—give him more room to move!"

She scanned the battlefield fast, making a split-second decision.

"As for those Earth Giants—leave them to us!"

After issuing her orders, she turned and shouted toward Caelan’s back, voice cutting through the noise:

"Caelan! The rest is up to you!"

Caelan didn’t respond.

He was already in motion, constantly dodging the vines that tried to bind him, and evading the overwhelming barrage of incoming skills raining down like a storm.

The Supreme Staff Legion members grew more and more frantic as they watched him continue to avoid death.

Their frustration started spilling out.

"We have this many people, and we still can’t take down one swordsman? This is humiliating!"

"Captain! Should we use Awakening Skills?" another shouted. "This guy is slippery like a catfish—nothing hits him!"

The captain fell silent for a moment, his expression dark.

Then he lifted his hand and made a decisive gesture.

"Plan C," he said coldly. "Full annihilation of the target."

In the next instant, intense energy fluctuations surged out from the caster-type awakeners.

It was as if the air itself began to vibrate—magic gathering, compressing, growing heavier and heavier.

Alyssa noticed immediately.

Her eyes sharpened, and her voice rang out.

"They’re going to use Awakening Skills! Don’t give them any chance!"

"Push the front line forward—pressure them! Make them hesitate!"

On the other side, Caelan had already grown bored of this endless harassment.

He raised his sword slightly, expression calm—ready to end this tedious battle once and for all.

But then—

From the northern sky, a brilliant flare blossomed.

A dazzling firework exploded overhead, painting the clouds with a vivid, striking glow.

The Ironclad Legion members stared upward, faces flooding with disbelief.

"How is that possible?!"

Someone’s voice trembled as the meaning hit them.

"The Northern Sector... actually sent a distress signal?!!"