Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2636: 1451: Return and Roar
Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
Amid the fringes of a vast desert, plumes of smoke billowed fiercely upward, while waves of energy surged like a raging storm, sending nearby demon beasts fleeing in terror and huddling in hidden spots.
Intense barrages from magic cannons thundered across the sky, erupting from every side of the massive city and lighting up the dark night as brightly as broad daylight.
After enduring nonstop assaults, the once-solid absolute defense barrier surrounding the giant city now displayed clear fractures, teetering on the brink of total collapse.
This very place is our Desolate Fortress, surrounded by the sandy banners of the Desert Alliance that extended endlessly, forming an unbreakable siege around it.
“Clan Leader, the mages powering the absolute defense barrier from the fortress’s magic towers are reaching their limits!”
Standing atop the fortress walls, Cassie’s expression grew grave as she informed Haneltree: “Even allies such as the flower fairies, dwarf elves, and minotaurs—numerous mages have fallen victim to magic backlash from depleted mana, their blood splattering across the walls and floors of each magic tower.”
Once Cassie had spoken, her gaze shifted to the battle-ready troops lining the city wall, comprising trolls, dwarf elves, minotaurs, heavy infantry bearing anti-magic giant shields, and archers with arrows nocked.
With the absolute defense on the verge of failing at any instant, and relentless cannon blasts hammering the barrier, sweat soaked many of them, but they clutched their swords and bows firmly, showing no sign of easing up.
“Instruct everyone to persevere; the Human Emperor will return and put an end to this chaos.”
Haneltree’s weathered, rugged face brimmed with resolve as he gave a firm nod to Cassie, declaring: “Should we fail to endure until His Majesty’s arrival, we’ll delay the foes for as long as we can to grant His Majesty more time!”
“Rest assured, our forces are set to fight to the death against the invaders. Beyond the wall defenders, every physical legion waits poised at the fortress gates; the moment the enemy assaults, we’ll surge forth!”
Cassie balled her hands into fists, her tone unyielding: “The Human Emperor once rescued and pardoned us with boundless generosity like the sea, and now we repay that by staking our lives for him!”
As Cassie’s declaration echoed, Broy, Konet, Fanny, Bruno, and the rest overseeing different fortress sections mirrored her determination, clearly set to battle for Leo Ray until their final breath.
Yet beyond the Desolate Fortress, a contrasting mood prevailed in the enemy’s encampment.
“Lord Vice Leader, those pests inside are on the verge of breaking!”
Within the Moon Demon Wolf Clan’s bold forward base, a burly Moon Demon Wolf officer approached Lucas with excitement, bowing as he announced: “A slaughter awaits us soon!”
But the burly officer’s report ended abruptly when Lucas struck him with a forceful slap, sending him tumbling over ten meters across the dirt.
Lucas’s lupine features twisted in anger as he snarled coldly: “Who’s the vice leader around here?”
At those words, a lean Moon Demon Wolf officer hurriedly agreed, then kicked the fallen one several times while scolding: “Fool, remember that when we marched on the Desolate Fortress, the Clan Leader claimed the leader’s standard—watch what you say!”
After the burly officer was dragged off, the lean one drew near Lucas once more, speaking deferentially: “Lord Leader, apart from my Moon Demon Wolf Army and Belinda’s Medusa Army, the alliance’s other key groups—like the desert fox people, desert needlemen, and swamp fishmen—have only mounted feeble strikes, clearly holding back, and the desert catmen still ignore your summons, begging for destruction!”
“Have no fear; after the Human Emperor falls, they’ll learn this leader’s power, provided they submit to me now.”
Lucas kept a stoic demeanor, though a flicker of murderous intent gleamed in his wolfish gaze as he stated evenly: “Regarding those desert catmen, this leader has planned their utter annihilation for ages, now offered as a gift to the Witch Demon; my ally will surely relish it.”
A sinister, chilling grin spread across Lucas’s mouth as he added: “These defiant ants ahead will likewise end up as the Witch Demon’s slaves; soon, backed by the Witch Demon, not just the Desert Alliance but the Rainforest Fortress too will bow to this leader’s command!”
“Lord Leader is invincible!”
The lean officer jumped at the chance to praise, bowing deeply with vigorous nods.
With the lean officer dismissed, Lucas turned to the cloaked form at his side and grinned: “Witch Demon Vice Leader Excellency, does this please you? The stubborn resisters trapped in the fortress will serve as your undead slaves and sustenance for your forbidden arts.”
“Hehe, Desert Leader Excellency understates himself; we’re simply aiding one another.”
A raspy voice emerged, the cloaked figure casting off the hood to expose a grotesque Witch Demon face, grinning back: “Fear not, Desert Leader Excellency; we’ll honor our vow and aid in seizing the Desert Alliance and Rainforest Fortress entirely, naturally, once that meddlesome Human Emperor is gone for good.”
“And at present, the Human Emperor faces certain doom.”
With that, the Witch Demon Vice Leader’s wild, malevolent cackles rang out, blending into the thunderous roar of magic cannons until they faded away entirely.