Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong - Chapter 2198: 1225: Within the Canyon

Chapter 2198: Chapter 1225: Within the Canyon

Eternal Sleep Canyon, with its misty haze, the “Path of Lost” remains like an invisible shackle, completely imprisoning this long canyon.

Looking through the thick fog generated by illusion techniques into the canyon, countless tents and banners stand tall, stretching endlessly into the horizon, appearing quite majestic.

However, upon close inspection, many tents are skewed, listless soldiers have discarded their helmets and armor, lying randomly on the ground, presenting a scene of chaos.

Needless to say, this is the campsite of the Alliance Army from the Saint Night Kingdom and Orchid Federation.

Having been besieged by Leo Ray for such a long time, this once mighty Grand Army has already exhausted its supplies, lost its vigor, and is nearly on the brink of collapse, with morale hitting rock bottom.

After all, even the soldiers who went to transport food have not returned, and no outsider knows what the canyon truly looks like, naturally, information can’t be communicated out.

For the soldiers trapped here, this place seems like an isolated island, having to endure agony and starvation day by day.

“Reporting to Chairman, the last of the food has been exhausted again.”

A haggard middle-aged Messenger Officer walked into the Central Military Tent, reporting to Seveil: “It’s been a week without a food transport team bringing supplies.”

“Those deadly and evil Dark Red Roots just retreated not long ago, we know nothing about the outside world now, probably the Human World has undergone a massive upheaval.”

Seveil’s old face also showed a lackluster expression, waving his hand to say: “Let the generals continue to hold out, instruct all Hydro Magicians to supply ample water at all costs, we have no other choice.”

Once the Messenger Officer bowed and withdrew, Seveil looked to another robust figure beside him, saying: “Griffon Prince, what do you think of the current situation?”

“What else is there to think? Since this terrifying Illusionary Barrier hasn’t dissipated yet, it means that Otherworlder hasn’t fallen.”

Andre’s scar-filled face showed no vigor, saying weakly: “In any case, it was our mistake to underestimate his strength.”

“That’s right, arrogance and greed blinded us.”

Seveil’s face filled with wrinkles was full of regret, sighing heavily: “Had we not listened to the Temple of Light’s instigation, none of this would have happened.”

At this point, Seveil’s old face froze, saying bluntly: “Speaking of which, why did the Temple of Light want to provoke us into conflict with the Coldflame Kingdom? Griffon Prince, haven’t you considered this?”

“What’s the use in considering these? I only wanted battle, so if someone handed me a chance, I wouldn’t let it slip.”

Andre’s voice grew weaker, shaking his head in resignation: “Unfortunately, I chose the wrong opponent, this might bring catastrophe to the Saint Night Kingdom, blame us for being reckless.”

Seeing Andre, known for his iron will and stubbornness, completely surrender, Seveil sighed and muttered to himself: “After all, this is merely a duel between that Otherworld young man and the Temple of Light, if the Otherworld young man still stands, does it mean the Temple of Light has lost?”

“What?”

Upon hearing, Andre, who had been spiritless, regained his vigor, exclaiming in surprise: “Chairman, are you saying that Otherworlder defeated the Temple of Light? What a joke! That’s impossible!”

“Don’t you find those rampaging Dark Red Roots quite strange? Suddenly appearing and disappearing abruptly, nearly drained our energy, containing powerful Forbidden Power, they covered a broad scope, must have been planned long ago, surely not the Otherworld young man’s means, given his limited time here.”

Seveil gently stroked his white short beard, contemplating: “The answer is clear.”

“Chairman, you mean the Temple of Light created those unbreakable Dark Red Roots?”

Andre’s expression was filled with disbelief, furrowed brows asking: “But why would they target us?”

“No, in my opinion, it wasn’t just targeting us, perhaps the Dark Red Roots were rampant in other places too, since there is no trace of an origin of Dark Red Roots within the canyon, meaning this isn’t the root source.”

Seveil’s old eyes squinted, continuing to speculate: “Even such a remote Eternal Sleep Canyon wasn’t spared, hence these Dark Red Roots cover a vast area, in the Human World, only the Temple of Light might achieve such things.”

“Could it be the other two Neutral Organizations?”

Andre pondered for a moment, inquiring with furrowed brows.

“It’s possible, but don’t forget the Temple of Light was the main instigator persuading us to contend with that Otherworld young man.”

Seveil’s old face exhibited seriousness, continuing: “If the opponent persuaded us to cleverly kill via others and divert all attention, secretly nurturing those roots…”

“Then we’re unwittingly becoming pawns and even walking into death.”

Before Seveil could finish, Andre blurted out: “If this is true, with those rampant roots completely vanishing, did that mean the Otherworlder defeated the Temple of Light and even remedied our mistakes?”

As Andre’s words concluded, the entire tent fell into silence, only two pairs of trembling eyes remained directed at each other, filled with unease and remorse.

“It seems Griffon Prince and Chairman have come to terms with reality.”

Without any forewarning, a calm voice resounded as a figure with immense presence suddenly appeared in the Central Military Tent.

“Tier 5 Powerhouse?”

Feeling the overwhelming aura, Seveil and Andre were shocked, going into a defensive posture.

On recognizing the newcomer, both widened their eyes, blurting out: “It’s you? Holy Lion Prince?”

Needless to say, the figure reflected in their eyes was Leo Ray’s.

Although they’ve never met Leo Ray this close, Leo Ray’s Magic Portrait was widespread in the Human World, they naturally recognized him immediately.

“Griffon Prince, Chairman, this should be our first formal meeting, right? Didn’t expect you to recognize me immediately, truly a bit flattering.”

Leo Ray’s face was gentle, with a touch of cold brewing in his eyes, smiling: “Let’s get directly to the point.”

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