Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2637: 1451: Return and Roar (Part 2)
Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
Meanwhile, across the various encampments of the Desert Alliance during their assault, just as the skeletal general had pointed out before, the fighting spirit wasn't particularly strong.
“Vice clan leader, could it truly have been the Emperor of the Human Clan who struck down the leader and the clan chief?”
Within the desert fox people's camp, a fox general bowed to a seasoned middle-aged fox woman, his forehead creased in doubt: “Yet they've never posed a threat to us in the past.”
“It's odd, full of questionable aspects, yet the accounts from the surviving guards of the Moon Demon Wolf Clan and the Medusa protectors confirm that the assailant was none other than the Emperor of the Human Clan along with his powerhouses.”
Melody Lyon, the vice clan leader of the fox people, knitted her brows in reply: “Right now, Lucas has seized the leader's position by force, and since both the leader and clan chief are absent, we have no choice but to follow his lead. Given his ruthless temperament, who can predict his next move?”
“That said, the situation feels far from straightforward. What reason would the Emperor of the Human Clan have for targeting the leader and clan chief? It simply doesn't add up.”
The fox general let out a soft sigh, shaking his head in resignation: “And supposing it wasn't the Emperor of the Human Clan, doesn't that mean we're pawns in the hands of the true schemer?”
“That's precisely my concern, and it's shared by the fishman and needlemen clan leaders too. Without solid evidence, though, nobody dares to challenge it—especially with the leader still vanished and every clue directing suspicion at the Emperor of the Human Clan.”
The fox people's vice clan leader shook her head in frustration as well, adding: “Our only option is to drag out the offensive as long as we can and pray that the Emperor of the Human Clan makes a move in the meantime. If the city holds, we won't shoulder the blame.”
The moment the fox people's vice clan leader wrapped up her words, a massive blue metropolis materialized abruptly behind the Desert Alliance's frontline, revealing itself as Ice Stone City.
From his perch on the city walls, Leo Ray observed the faltering Desolate Fortress and gave a nod to Sina: “Desert Leader, the rest is yours to handle.”
“Fear not, Your Majesty of the Humans; I'll give it everything I've got.”
With Sina's statement concluded, her lithe form expanded once again through mystical incantations, her authoritative tone booming over the entire field of battle.
“Warriors of the Desert Alliance, in my role as Desert Leader, I order you to halt your barrage on Ice Stone City. Direct our magic cannons toward the traitor Lucas, who schemes with the witch demons, rather than at our ally, Your Majesty of the Humans!”
Sina's declaration brought a hush over the battlefield, save for the unrelenting onslaught from the Moon Demon Wolf Clan's position; elsewhere, the other units eased off their magic cannon assaults, and myriad gazes shifted their way, brimming with thrill, astonishment, or bewilderment.
Particularly, the soldiers on our side, now filled with relief, stared up at the grand ramparts of Ice Stone City with misty eyes. His Majesty had kept his word, returning not just with promise but as the radiant King of Dawn!
In that moment, our troops' morale soared skyward, while the fox people, fishmen, and additional camps shook off their lethargy, eyes locked warily on the Moon Demon Wolf Clan's setup.
“Troops, don't let their lies fool you; this is nothing but a sly ploy from the Emperor of the Human Clan. The previous leader perished by his hand long ago, and now he's trying to tarnish her legacy!”
Lucas employed a matching illusionary magic too, projecting his form into the sky, countering sharply: “The true partner of the witch demons is the Emperor of the Human Clan, plotting to doom us all and transform the Desert Alliance into a hellscape. That's why he struck the former leader!”
Lucas's retort sowed fresh hesitation in the fox people and fishmen camps, who had been readying to redirect their magic cannons at the Emperor of the Human Clan.
If the latter's claims held truth, then the Emperor of the Human Clan had ample cause to assault the leader, particularly with the mounting evidence against him. Might Lucas truly be seeking vengeance for her?
As uncertainty gripped the Desert Alliance ranks, Sina's voice resounded once more over the fray: “All of you, we've battled side by side for centuries. Some were even raised under my watch from birth; our bond is like kin. Surely you can sense my presence without mistake?”
Sina's speech ended, unleashing a calm, unwavering surge of power from Ice Stone City that swept rapidly across every inch of the battlefield.
In the midst of such turmoil on a field this vast, involving hordes of Tier 3 Legions, projecting an aura like that would challenge even a peak Tier 6 powerhouse, much less Elder Bing in his prime.
Yet Sina pulled it off effortlessly, thanks to Ice Stone City's built-in capabilities—as a Land of Divine Favor, it brimmed with extraordinary features.
“That's unmistakably the leader's aura! No doubt about it!”
The fox people's vice clan leader's gaze sparkled with joy: “Incredible—the leader lives!”
Not just the fox people's vice clan leader; echoing cheers erupted from the fishmen and needlemen camps, their vigilance sharpening once more toward the Moon Demon Wolf Clan's position.
At the same time, Ice Stone City's gates swung wide, unleashing streams of catman clan warriors who unfurled the Desert Leader's banners and claw emblems, solidifying Sina's legitimacy in the eyes of the Desert Alliance troops.
“Comrades, the true villains who ambushed us are Lucas and his cronies! They've turned your clan chiefs and elders to stone without mercy, slaughtering them. Now, join me in putting an end to this farce!”
Sina's pale features twisted in rage as she issued the command: “Charge!”
Sina's directive ignited the Desert Alliance forces into a frenzy; they surged forward without delay, encircling the Moon Demon Wolf Clan's camp in an unbreakable ring. A storm of magic cannon blasts erupted together, pummeling the foe's Absolute Defense Barrier without pity.
Meanwhile, the mounted and foot soldiers held ready to storm through and dismantle the enemy's lines the instant the barrier crumbled.
Throughout this chaos, Lucas's frantic denials fell on deaf ears, reduced to nothing but impotent fury and oaths.
Facing the looming rout, even the Medusas aligned with the Moon Demon Wolf Clan opted for furious scowls and switched to the assaulting side.
They'd adhered to Belinda's directives before, but Sina's emergence spelled Belinda's downfall. Persisting as lackeys would be folly; aligning now promised the most forgiveness from Sina.
“Leader, we're on the verge of breaking!”
The emaciated Moon Demon Wolf Clan general rushed to Lucas in a state of alarm, his voice trembling: “What now?”
“Curse that Emperor of the Human Clan! And Belinda's proven utterly useless—how could it come to this?”
Lucas fumed on, his expression a storm of resentment and despair.
He failed to grasp how triumph had slipped so cruelly from his grasp into ruin.
Overwhelmed by wrath and seeing no path to recovery, Lucas turned desperately to the witch demon powerhouse at his side, only to find the figure gone.
“So in the end, I was nothing but a tool to discard? Blast these witch demons!”
Lucas's lupine jaws gaped in a howl of pure rage, yet it changed nothing.
His shout barely faded when the overhead Absolute Defense Barrier exploded apart, unleashing the torrent of magic cannon strikes to rain down freely, swallowing him in a blaze of arcane fury and silencing his wails in an instant.
“The threat to Desolate Fortress has at last been quelled.”
Aloft the walls of Ice Stone City, Leo Ray beheld the Moon Demon Wolf Clan's forces utterly annihilated by the barrage of magic cannons, though the tension in his brow lingered on.
Far off, yet another of our strongholds teetered on the edge of collapse.