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 in the Desert Alliance's assault lines, just as the skinny general had pointed out before, the fighting spirit wasn't exactly soaring.
"Vice clan leader, could it really have been the Emperor of the Human Clan who struck down the leader and the clan chief?"
Within the desert fox people's base, 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 up until now."
"It's peculiar, full of questionable elements, but 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 top warriors."
Melody Lyon, the vice clan leader of the fox people, creased her brow in reply: "Right now, Lucas has seized the leader's position by force, and since both the leader and clan chief are nowhere to be found, our only choice is to follow his lead. With his brutal temper, who can predict his next move?"
"Regardless, this situation feels far from straightforward. What reason could the Emperor of the Human Clan have for targeting the leader and clan chief? It just doesn't add up."
The fox general let out a soft sigh, shaking his head in resignation: "And if the Emperor of the Human Clan isn't behind it, doesn't that mean we're pawns in some schemer's game?"
"That's precisely my concern, and I'm not alone—even the fishman and needlemen clan leaders share the suspicion. But lacking solid evidence, nobody dares to challenge it, particularly with the leader still absent and every clue directing blame at the Emperor of the Human Clan."
The fox people's vice clan leader shook her head in frustration as well, adding: "Our best 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 fallout."
Right after the fox people's vice clan leader wrapped up her words, a massive blue metropolis materialized abruptly behind the Desert Alliance's encirclement—it was Ice Stone City.
Perched atop the city walls, Leo Ray observed the faltering Desolate Fortress and gave a nod to Sina: "Desert Leader, the rest is yours to handle."
"You can count on me, Your Majesty of the Humans; I'll give it everything I've got."
With Sina's statement hanging in the air, her lithe form expanded once again through enchanted amplification, 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 at the traitor Lucas, who's in league 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 Moon Demon Wolf Clan's relentless onslaught; the remaining forces eased off their magic cannon blasts, and myriad gazes shifted their way, brimming with thrill, astonishment, or bewilderment.
Particularly, the soldiers from our ranks, now filled with relief, stared up at the grand ramparts of Ice Stone City, tears streaming down their faces. His Majesty had kept his word, coming back not just with salvation but as the King of Dawn!
In a flash, not only did our troops' morale surge skyward, but the fox people, fishmen, and additional units also perked up, eyes locked warily on the Moon Demon Wolf Clan's position.
"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 fell to his blade ages ago, and now he's trying to tarnish her legacy!"
Lucas employed a matching illusionary magic too, projecting his form into the sky to counter: "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 went after the former leader!"
Lucas's outburst sowed fresh hesitation in the fox people and fishmen groups, who had been on the verge of redirecting their magic cannons toward the Emperor of the Human Clan.
If the latter's claims hold water, then the Emperor of the Human Clan surely had cause to strike the leader, especially with all the present indications against him. Might Lucas truly be seeking vengeance for her?
As uncertainty gripped the Desert Alliance's ranks, Sina's voice rang out once more over the fray: "My comrades, we've battled side by side for centuries. Some of you I even watched grow from birth right in front of me; our bond is like blood kin. Surely you can sense my presence without mistake?"
As Sina concluded, a calm and reassuring pulse of power emanated from Ice Stone City, swiftly enveloping the whole battlefield.
In the midst of this turbulent warzone, amid the massive deployment of Tier 3 Legions, even a peak Tier 6 powerhouse like Elder Bing couldn't extend an aura so broadly.
Yet Sina managed it effortlessly, thanks to one of Ice Stone City's built-in features—as a Land of Divine Favor, it boasted numerous extraordinary qualities.
"That's unmistakably the leader's aura! No doubt about it!"
The fox people's vice clan leader's eyes sparkled with joy: "Outstanding, the leader lives on!"
It wasn't just the fox people's vice clan leader; echoes of the same elation erupted from the fishmen and needlemen bases, their stares turning sharply toward the Moon Demon Wolf Clan's setup once again.
At that moment, Ice Stone City's gates swung wide, unleashing catman clan troops who paraded the Desert Leader's standards and claw banners, solidifying Sina's legitimacy in the eyes of the Desert Alliance.
"Comrades, the true villains who ambushed us are Lucas and his cronies! They turned your clan chiefs and elders to stone without mercy and slaughtered them. Now, let's put an end to this farce united!"
Sina's pale features twisted in wrath as she issued the command: "Charge!"
Responding to Sina's directive, the Desert Alliance's forces, burning with zeal, launched their counterstrike, swiftly encircling the Moon Demon Wolf Clan's camp without escape. A torrent of magic cannon blasts erupted in harmony, pummeling the foe's Absolute Defense Barrier without pity.
Meanwhile, the mounted and foot soldiers stood ready to storm through and dismantle the enemy's lines the instant the shield gave way.
Throughout this chaos, Lucas's frantic denials fell on deaf ears, reduced to nothing but furious outbursts and profanities.
Witnessing their doom sealed, even the Medusas aligned with the Moon Demon Wolf Clan opted for furious glares and switched to the assaulting side.
They had adhered to Belinda's directives, but Sina's return clearly signaled Belinda's downfall. Sticking with the losing side made no sense; aligning now promised the most forgiveness from Sina.
"Leader, we're on the brink of total breakdown!"
The emaciated Moon Demon Wolf Clan general rushed to Lucas in a frenzy, his voice trembling: "What's our plan?"
"That cursed Emperor of the Human Clan! And Belinda turned out to be utterly useless; how did it come to this?"
Lucas kept venting his fury, his expression a storm of outrage and despair.
He simply couldn't grasp how triumph had slipped through his claws into utter ruin.
Overcome with rage and realizing all was lost, Lucas desperately scanned for aid from the witch demon specialist at his side, only to find the figure gone.
"So in the end, I was nothing but a throwaway piece? Curse those witch demons!"
Lucas's lupine jaws gaped, unleashing a howl of pure wrath, but it changed nothing.
Before his roar could fully fade, the Absolute Defense Barrier overhead cracked apart, letting the barrage of magic cannon strikes rain down freely, instantly swallowing him in a blaze of sorcery that silenced his wails.
"The threat to Desolate Fortress has at last been vanquished."
From Ice Stone City's battlements, Leo Ray beheld the Moon Demon Wolf Clan's forces utterly annihilated by the relentless magic cannon onslaught, though the tension in his brow lingered.
Far off, yet another of our strongholds teetered on the edge of collapse.