Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2641: 1454: The Situation and Concerns

The arriving figure sported a thick mane around his neck and a lion-like visage flushed with shame and awkwardness. He was none other than Loris, the head of the Rainforest Fortress Alliance.

“I apologize, Your Majesty of the Humans. My brief lapse in judgment dragged us right into the lich’s scheme, making our Grand Army go berserk and causing massive headaches for Your Majesty.”

Steadying himself, Loris spoke with clear embarrassment, “This mess is completely on the Rainforest Fortress Alliance, and we’ll go all out to fix it.”

A surge of deep appreciation lit up Loris’s leonine features as he went on, “Luckily, Your Majesty sent in human powerhouses to shatter the prison holding us, saving not just our hides but the whole Rainforest Fortress Alliance!”

“Had the lich’s scheme pulled off, the fallout would’ve been beyond comprehension.”

With those words out, Loris dropped to one knee, offering a sweeping salute to Leo Ray.

Notably, this direct and fearless lion chieftain had never yielded to anyone before, highlighting just how profound his thanks ran.

As he’d pointed out, letting the lich keep going would’ve sparked a devastating clash even with Leo Ray and Sina’s Desert Alliance Grand Army rushing in, leading to total ruin on both sides.

Back then, surrounded by heaps of cultivation resources and undead-raising stuff, the lich’s strength would’ve skyrocketed, plunging the land into hell and crowning it the unchallenged overlord.

“No need for formalities, Rainforest Leader; you didn’t mean for this to happen. Good thing we nipped the disaster in the bud before it turned catastrophic.”

Leo Ray grinned, reaching down to lift the sturdy lion-man to his feet, then added gravely, “Still, wiping out the lich has to be our top priority now; we misjudged their threat before.”

“Your Majesty of the Humans speaks true; the core troops of the Rainforest Fortress Alliance are already marching on the Witch Demon Territory. We’ll crush them for good this round!”

Loris’s fist balled up with a sharp crack, and he nodded firmly.

Even as they geared up for the fight, a fresh layer of admiration shone in Loris’s gaze toward Leo Ray.

As rainforest chief, he’d heard how his own rainforest Grand Army had stormed the Yinging Fortress, while the Desert Alliance hit the closest Desolate Fortress at the same time.

This youthful human ruler had somehow turned back the savage onslaughts from both alliances’ Grand Armies, averting disasters and protecting those two vital border strongholds and their commanders. It was a miracle beyond belief.

If their roles were swapped, he’d probably come up way short, forced to witness his territories crumble and his followers die without a fight.

“The Rainforest Leader has it spot on; I’ve just sealed a deal with the Desert Leader. Her side’s got more knots to untangle, but she’s poised to send forces whenever.”

Leo Ray, getting battle-ready himself, declared with intensity, “Right now, since we’ve foiled their tricks one after another, the enemy’s bound to be in disarray, the perfect window for us to strike.”

“No delaying then; let’s rally close to the Land of Howling, the lich’s haunt.”

A killing intent rolled off Loris as he snarled, “We can’t allow those foul beasts to slip away!”

Next, as if struck by a thought, Loris knitted his brows, “Your Majesty of the Humans, one other issue demands our sharpest caution.”

“Rainforest Leader, you mean there might be traces of bigger players lurking behind the lich, right? No way a lone lich could rattle both the Desert Alliance and Rainforest Fortress Alliance like this.”

Leo Ray caught Loris’s drift at once, his face turning graver by the second.

Keep in mind, the Rainforest Fortress Alliance and Desert Alliance stood as the elite among third-class powers in the Outer Region. With their equilibrium, only feeble third-class groups lingered, scraping by in the gaps, too weak to menace or defy these colossal powers.

Deeper in the Outer Region waited even mightier second-tier forces.

This implied the lich’s backers couldn’t be mere third-class outfits; they had to hail from second-tier or beyond.

The lowliest second-tier force boasted fighting strength and legacy that dwarfed the united forces of the Rainforest Fortress Alliance and Desert Alliance. Even together, we’d struggle to match them.

“Exactly, Your Majesty of the Humans. Before, our Rainforest Fortress Alliance clashed with a few second-tier powers, but those were just rivalries, neither pushing to the brink.”

For a change, unease flickered across Loris’s lionish countenance as he pressed on, “If they unleashed everything, the Rainforest Fortress Alliance wouldn’t stand a chance.”

Leo Ray gave a contemplative nod at that.

Evidently, despite the rainforest leader’s hot-blooded nature, he shunned hubris and stayed brutally honest.

As for why the superior second-tier forces hadn’t overrun the third-class domains in droves, the explanation was straightforward.

A key bone of contention among Outer Region powers centered on scarce goodies like forging ores, divine herbs, and magic crystals.

The nearer to the Outer Region’s heart, the richer and finer these valuables grew, peaking in first-class power zones where supplies overflowed.