Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

"Human Clan? Who's this kid? Is something wrong with his head?"

In front of the Waterfall Watcher Fortress, a group of Dragonborn experts heard the voice and found themselves looking at each other, puzzled.

They were extremely familiar with this place; it was the territory of the Dwarf Elves.

But over five hundred years ago, the Dwarf Elves had been driven into the tunnels by the Giant Dragons that suddenly occupied here and had never touched this area again.

According to their observations, the Giant Dragons were only interested in the area around the mist-shrouded Mist Dream Peak and had never reached out towards the Gleaming Rift.

Yet now, the once-abandoned Dwarf Elf fortress not only seemed to have a substantial military presence, but on the wall stood a human, like an ant, looking very much like a commander, which was simply perplexing.

Puzzled in his heart, the leading Dragonborn officer instinctively lifted his visor, revealing a brown dragon face that bore a strong resemblance to a Giant Dragon, along with a pair of confused and offended orange eyes.

He was Nal, the Army Commander of the Dragonborn's First Swordsmen Legion, and a respected Tier 6 Expert within the clan. Now being so bluntly refused by a human who appeared out of nowhere was certainly unsettling to him.

As for who the decisively rejecting human youth was, it was naturally none other than Leo Ray.

Nal's orange vertical pupils darkened slightly, fixing firmly on Leo Ray's calm face, he continued, "Human Clan, although I don't know why you are here, do you realize your actions are establishing a powerful enemy?"

"You surely saw the fate of the Trolls and Minotaurs' Grand Army earlier. If you surrender the fortress and leave immediately, I might spare you. Otherwise, where the steel wings of our Dragonborn army pass, we will obliterate you and the fortress together!"

Upon hearing Nal's threat, Leo Ray, as if anticipating it, calmly replied, "Unfortunately, threats are the least of our worries. Let's talk about why you're here first; if you don't have a legitimate reason, don't blame us for turning on you."

As Leo Ray's voice fell, the mana on the city wall surged, and all Magic Cannons immediately entered a state ready to fire, along with tens of thousands of Alchemy Puppets drawing their bows, ready to strike.

"Dare to threaten me instead?"

Feeling the sharp momentum coming straight at him, Nal's expression sank further, and he said coldly, "Just a human who can't even set foot in the Outer Region, what qualifies you to dictate on the land of the Outer Region? It's laughable!"

"Isn't it you who lacks the qualification?"

Broy stepped forward, also scoffing, "Brazenly leading your army into the territory of the Dwarf Elves and shamelessly demanding us to hand over the city, when did you become the overlords of the Ten Thousand Clans?"

"Could you be the King of the Dwarf Elves?"

Seeing the shining crown on Broy's head, Nal was first stunned, then furrowed his brows, "But weren't you trapped in the depths of the tunnels by the Giant Dragons? How come you're suddenly here?"

"That's none of your business. However, the Dwarf Elves act within our own territory, we certainly don't need your interference, do we?"

Broy's voice was filled with the majesty of a king, distinctly different from Leo Ray's demeanor, as he coldly laughed, "Just a mere outsider officer, daring to be so disrespectful to the Humans' Majesty, and speaking such bombast, shouldn't you retreat at once?"

"Humans' Majesty? He's the ruler of the Human Clan?"

Nal's dragon face showed even more surprise, first looking at Leo Ray with disbelief, and then quickly noticing Crisis the Flower Fairy and Shuert the Treant.

With the three major forces of the Outer Region south of Giant Valley gathered here, along with the presence of the little Human ruler, although why this situation occurred was unclear, it was obviously not something a single Dragonborn officer could control.

After thinking for a moment, Nal finally softened, offering an awkward smile, "There might be some misunderstanding here, I will report back immediately."

With that, Nal donned his visor again and swiftly departed with his guards.

Just then, the main force of the Dragonborn army also completely crossed the Giant Valley and began quickly reassembling below our fortress.

Judging by their dense formations and overwhelming presence, the Dragonborn army, which had suffered the least losses, still possessed at least 25 Tier 3 Legions and 2 Tier 4 Legions, slightly stronger than our side.

After all, all our forces in the fortress comprised only 27 Tier 3 Legions and 1 Tier 4 Legion, with quite a few quasi-Tier 3 Legions, including some Tier 2 Soldiers, not fully matching the strength of a typical Tier 3 Legion.

Of course, if the Human Grand Army from Ice Stone City were counted, we could barely outmatch the opponent, but that was all, without any overwhelming advantage.

After the Dragonborn main force joined with the vanguard, not long after, another group of Dragonborn flew toward us.

Focusing carefully, Leo Ray noticed, besides the Dragonborn leader seen earlier, several more Dragonborn officers in magnificent armor.

Moreover, among the Dragonborn experts, there were two figures clad in blue hooded caps standing out. These two did not have wing membranes but were flapping pale gold magic wings, evidently the Light Half-Elf experts Hill had mentioned.