Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2714 1491: Inquiries and Surprises
Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
In the midst of the hush, both Leo Ray and the other mighty figures from the Broken Valley found themselves glancing downward at their bony hands, their minds overflowing with endless reflections.
The strong ones clearly grasped the worries harbored by Loris and Sina. Even though they didn't depend on the Forbidden Power for sustenance, and they weren't genuine undead souls, those from the outside world remained completely ignorant of these truths.
Should they provoke blockades in trade for Leo Ray, the Rainforest Fortress Alliance, or the Desert Alliance, or earn a notorious name, or draw in pointless foes, it would surely spark a chain of highly vexing complications.
With these thoughts swirling, old Gary let out a deep, burdened breath.
To put it bluntly, this half-alive condition weighed heavily on even him personally.
If staying on meant dragging Leo Ray and his allies into peril or hassle, was there truly a point in their continued presence?
"Old leader, and all members of the Broken Valley Alliance, there's no reason for you to undervalue yourselves."
Gripping old Gary's skeletal hand, Leo Ray offered a gentle smile and remarked, "True enough, I share the leaders' apprehensions too, but once we tackle the matter of our looks, doesn't that settle it all?"
"Your Majesty of the Humans, do you mean you can help us regain our usual forms?"
At these words, a flicker of azure light sparked in old Gary's hollow eyes as he hastily asked, with the rest of the Broken Valley Alliance's powerhouses gathering close, their faces mirroring his eagerness.
Not just old Gary and his group, but Loris and Sina also displayed looks of sheer astonishment.
From what was widely known, those mighty beings reborn via vessels could certainly shift to ordinary looks, yet only if the vessel meshed well with the body, like the Ancient Dark Elves or the Kings of Coldflame. Be it in ancient mines with raw vessels or the Lion King Temple, the approach stayed consistent.
Yet old Gary and his companions faced a unique predicament, having fused the two directly, which sparked energy clashes and barred any return to their prior forms—at least by standard lore.
"Yes, an acquaintance of mine brought this up earlier, though that person is stuck in the Human Domain right now for some causes and can't join us, so I'll have to head back and verify the exact approach."
Leo Ray kept his subtle grin and replied calmly.
The acquaintance Leo Ray referred to was none other than Pelican Princess Faye. While chatting about escaping Radiant City together, she had touched on this very topic.
Legend held that long ago, an old Human settlement dodged transformation into the Land of the Undead by the Witch Demons using a comparable technique, though the steps differed from old Gary and his group's case, the outcome matched: resembling Dead Spirits.
In the end, thanks to the Silver Fire King's endeavors back then, a handful of elite Chosen Sons of God from the Human Clan managed to uncover a path allowing all to revert to their true forms, just like fellow vessel bearers.
"We owe you immense gratitude, Your Majesty of the Humans!"
Having heard Leo Ray's assurance, old Gary and the others brimmed with renewed spirit, while Loris and Sina exhaled in clear relief.
"In that light, the Rainforest Fortress Alliance has no further qualms."
Loris rubbed his leonine mane and glanced at old Gary and his allies with a touch of sheepishness, grinning as he added, "Apologies, folks, I jumped the gun a little earlier."
"The Desert Alliance shares that view."
Sina gave a nod and continued, "If I've slighted anyone, I ask your pardon."
"No harm done at all. Were I in your shoes, I'd likely act the same way."
Old Gary dismissed it with a wave and spoke openly, "We've lain low for ages, so kindly bear with our rough edges."
Turning back to Leo Ray, old Gary voiced his appreciation once more: "Your Majesty of the Humans, knowing you is without doubt our supreme fortune!"
"Old leader, such formality isn't needed. We battled together just moments ago, watching each other's flanks. Against that bond, my efforts pale in comparison."
With a soft look, Leo Ray dipped his head lightly.
Leo's willingness to extend this aid stemmed in part from how the Broken Valley Alliance's powerhouses had swung the tide decisively in our favor, demanding a fitting return of goodwill.
Moreover, the Broken Valley Alliance commanded awesome battle might, boasting 30 legions on site, one boasting Tier 5 strength. Having such a force aligned with him made the cost trivial.
Next, Leo Ray conferred with the group on plans for reviving the Broken Valley Alliance, as battlefield cleanup pressed on.
Back in the Bone Hall, spoils had been scarce, but the Witch Demons hoarded fine treasures, and the gear abandoned by the Dead Spirits was far from dismissible.
As the others fanned out once more to scour the field, a small figure in a rose-colored hooded cloak strolled casually from Ice Stone City, flanked by Qiana and her companions.
From the smudge of grease lingering at this individual's lip edge, it was plain they'd savored a lavish feast moments before.
"Human youngster, my thanks for the fine welcome. It's been ages since I tasted cake and ice cream, and the flavor was superb!"
Before them stood a diminutive Forest Elf, her features now unveiled, radiating utter contentment as she rubbed her stomach and bobbed her head vigorously: "This ranks as the most joyful day I've known in decades!"