"Our Feilengcui Bimon warriors, a single one can defeat a squad of the elven warriors!" Elder Andulan sneered coldly.
"Elder, you are being modest. I think a squad might not be enough; perhaps an entire battalion is needed!" Rommel chuckled: "The momentum of Bimon warriors is so overwhelming that they can scare away a bunch of elven warriors."
Ning Yu and Elder Andulan were stunned.
"There’s nothing to deny about this point, Feilengcui warriors encompass the strongest main battle races of the Bimon Kingdom. Not to mention that Lucian elven warriors can’t compare, in terms of overall quality, no one on the Aegean Continent can match." Rommel shrugged: "Not only are the warriors , even the Feilengcui mage team is equally formidable. Golden Dwarves are a mighty existence who consider themselves the guardians of the continent, freshwater Mermaids are natural maestros at communicating with Water Elements, coupled with Sif elves, the overall strength of the Fei City Mage Corps is absolutely double that of mage teams of the same level!"
"Thank you for your compliment." Elder Andulan chuckled inwardly; the true strength of our Feilengcui Magic Protector Group is far beyond what you see on the surface.
"Moreover, now that the Red Earth Highland has been forged by the small Forbidden Curse ’Three-Day Fire Scroll,’ it’s as hard as a wall of steel. Leveraging this advantageous terrain, with ensured logistics, and capable military support, anyone attempting a strong attack would have to pay an extremely heavy price!" Rommel got more and more excited with his praise: "What’s more, Feilengcui has the entire Bimon Kingdom as its backing. Even if our Lusen City’s eagle-bull hybrid airforce numbers increased, they would only relive the tragic fate of the Southern Cross Star Forest — wiped out entirely by a sudden epidemic in silent annihilation!"
Elder Andulan and Ning Yu exchanged glances, neither intending to interrupt.
Both of them were a bit perplexed about Rommel’s intention behind such fervent praise of Feilengcui.
"But have you two ever considered, that since we Lucian elves dared to declare war, it must mean we are not relying solely on our current strength to attack your Feilengcui!"
Indeed, it came to the crux of the matter! Elder Andulan inwardly sneered.
"Then, what are you relying on? Who gave you such confidence?" Ning Yu felt a slight tension, wondering if the fallen elves really were conspiring with the Bode Clan.
"I cannot reveal who just yet, but I can assure you in the name of the holy script Imam and Goddess Moni that this powerful force is something Feilengcui cannot afford to provoke! And neither can the Bimon Kingdom!" Rommel immediately refuted two expected possibilities: "Rest assured, we Lucian City are, after all, Aegean Natives, and we haven’t stooped to the level of allying with the Sea Clan or Demon Clan!"
Which means, Lucian’s allies could certainly not be the Bode Clan. Ning Yu and Elder Andulan both breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if Mourinho and Duke Bruckner were extremely wealthy, they would not deserve such lofty praise from Rommel.
But the question remains, are Rommel’s words true or false, and who can be certain?
"The high officials of our Lucian fallen elves have certainly not all hit their heads against the wall collectively. Since we dared to issue an ultimatum to Feilengcui, it means that we are ready to launch an attack at any moment when the time comes!" Rommel smirked while taking a tiny sip of sour tea, adding slowly: "As for who is assisting us, the mystery will be unveiled in a few days. There’s no need for you both to make wild guesses. If there are no changes, just wait and watch, and the truth will reveal itself in due time."
This was certainly a truth. If the fallen elves didn’t have a certain level of assurance, why would they formally submit a declaration of war?
Rommel’s words stirred even more doubt in the hearts of Elder Andulan and Ning Yu.
Who exactly would dare to defy the world and aid the fallen elves in attacking Feilengcui?
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The two groups of fallen elves have been underground for years, and even after being on the Surface World for over half a year, they wouldn’t have enough time to establish a significant network and connections!
If it’s neither the Demon Clan nor the Sea Clan, and no one in Aegean is helping them, then who might their allies be?
Excluding these candidates, there are virtually no significant forces left on the Aegean Continent!
This is not impossible, but even if they sprouted wings, these Mulanese wouldn’t be able to reach Feilengcui in five days!
"Currently, with the strong invasion of the Sea Clan and Demon Clan, every Aegean Native standing up to resist foreign invasion is just right! Fighting internally at this time is really unwise." Today, Rommel’s statements were each stranger than the last, as if he had completely taken Feilengcui’s side, seemingly not a person from Lucian at all.
"I like to hear this, you may want to persuade your superiors not to be so oblivious to the situation at hand; it is now the most perilous moment for Aegean, and every Aegean Native must show their awareness!" Elder Andulan got goosebumps, feeling that the more Rommel spoke, the more he sensed something was amiss.