?It was only a matter of time before the eastern part of the Savannah Region transformed into a huge battlefield. The Lords bordering the land that had once been ruled by the Trilance desired to occupy the abandoned settlements and expand their influence. Unfortunately, other Lords had a similar opinion. They desired the Trilance's land as well. It occupied a quarter of the Savannah Region, after all.
The eastern part of the Savannah Region had once been ruled by the Kitsun Lord. His death allowed the Laprix Lord, the Zynur Lord, and the Valyr Lordess to expand, at last. They gained tremendous power within months, resulting in their ability to defend against the Council of Xylon for such a long time.
The Lords bordering the Trilance's land were aware of that and wanted to use the same tactic to grow stronger as quickly as possible. If they succeeded in elevating their strength to an entirely new level, they would have no problems clashing with the remaining Lords of the Savannah Region.
Nobody expected it to be easy, but many Lords were scared. Not of each other, but of Michael. Everyone heard the news about the Lord of the Untamed Jungle and how easily he obliterated 11 Lords. Some Awakened survived the invasion of the Untamed Awakened and reported to other Lords in exchange for safety and resources. They reported that Michael managed to kill Higher Lifeforms without sustaining any injuries.
Their reports sounded exaggerated at first, but the number of reports increased steadily, turning what ought to be exaggerated into the bitter truth.
Afraid of turning into Michael's next target, the Lords sought ways to grow stronger quickly. They used hundreds of thousands of Ordinary Summoning Scrolls to strengthen their Soultraits by amassing more Soul Power while also requesting more reinforcement from their higher-ups.
Their territories were too small to contain more than 500,000 citizens, but many Lords ignored that. They sought the abandoned settlements in the center and the eastern part of the Savannah Region to reconstruct them and settle the surplus of Summons over there.
That was what Michael had been hoping for. Or to be precise, it was one of the things he hoped to happen.
The seeds of fear and uncertainty had been planted followed by everyone's attention were pulled to Michael. However, due to their fear and ignorance, they forgot that neither the center of the Savannah Region nor the eastern part had enough settlements for the remaining 95 Lords.
Skirmishes to determine the rightful owner of the abandoned settlements and claims for the Savannah Region's land erupted. They didn't occur often at first, but some Lords grew restless. Their numbers expanded as the second batch of reinforcements from the government arrived.
Confidence and restlessness had never been a great combination. The combi was known to lead to foolish mistakes. To their misery, big mistakes were committed.
The small skirmishes transformed into full-scale battles between the Lords.
The Lords forgot about Michael after a few days. Their attention was drawn to their other enemies. After all, Michael didn't reappear in the Savannah Region for an entire week. It was almost as if the death of the Lords in the center of the Savannah Region had been an illusion.
Of course, that was not the case.
Michael did kill the Lords in the Savannah center, and he was not done hunting the Council of Xylon yet. It was just that he waited patiently until the distraught of the council worsened.
'Why bother allying if you don't trust each other? Forming the council just to backstab one another is such a waste of time.'
Michael chuckled lightly as he read the last reports provided by the scouts in the Savannah region. None of the remaining 95 Lords trusted each other. Even those who formed smaller alliances to rally against the other forces didn't seem to trust each other fully. It was fun to imagine them scheming against everyone else in the hope of becoming the supreme ruler of the Savannah Region.
Unfortunately, the fact that they had to scheme for years to slowly approach the final destination of the Savannah Region was enough to determine that none of them would become the supreme ruler. They were too weak to overwhelm their foes in an open fight. It would be impossible for them to deal with enemy kingdoms and empires if their biggest strength was their scheming.
One thing was for sure; The Lords in the Savannah Region were certainly not great combatants. None of them managed to scratch Michael until now. If anything, Michael was certain that the Valyr Lordess was the most competent and powerful among the Lords in the Savannah Region. That was not a good quote.
The Valyr Lordess and her subordinates had regained their full strength a while ago, but they hadn't left Arx yet. Instead, they stayed with Michael to join his conquest against the Council. The Valyrs didn't have anyone else to trust, at this point, and they didn't want to abandon the Savannah Region after spending so much time, effort, and resources into it.
Michael was their only option to reclaim what had been taken from them. Fortunately, the Lord of the Untamed Jungle was open for negotiations. He had already sealed some deals with the Valyrs about the future of the Savannah Region once the Council of Xylon was no more, but there was a need for changes in some clauses. After all, the Valyrs decided to stay in Arx longer than they were supposed to stay.
They received a lot of support from Michael, who was certain that he and his people could conquer the Savannah Region without their help. He and his people had to gain more if the Valyr wanted to get carried through the Regional War by the Lord of the Untamed Jungle.
The changes in the contracts were completed swiftly. The negotiation didn't even take two hours. Michael was satisfied, whereas the Valyr Lordess and her people were rather dissatisfied. Unfortunately, they didn't really have a choice. Either they accepted his demands, or they had to leave and watch Michael conquer the Savannah Region on his own.
That was what he demonstrated two weeks later as he deployed the majority of the Untamed Army to join a large-
scale battle between ten Lords.
The eastern part of the Savannah Region bordered the Untamed Jungle, granting various opportunities and openings to initiate a surprise attack. Michael's army of 40,000 members remained unnoticed until they charged out of the Untamed Jungle.
The armies of the 10 Lords dwindled to a tiny portion of their former might, whereas the Untamed Army was at its prime.
Siegfried Dracoon charged ahead with his well-trained soldiers following close behind. Tiara combined her forces with Legion, who'd decided to join the fight as well. He had to grow stronger and chose to grasp the opportunity to acquire Jungle Points to support his Princess in her sacred mission to rebuild the Silverfang Tigerfolk Clan.
40,000 Untamed Army members, each at the 1st Tier or stronger, charged at the exhausted armies of the 10 Lords. The Lords issued the command to retreat as quickly as possible, but they realized in terror that a single individual was eagerly waiting for them.
Michael had teleported to their back, his Cursed Seals unleashed to their fullest.
"To lose patience is to lose the battle," He mumbled, glad that he waited for the perfect opportunity to strike hard.
"And I win!"
?It was only a matter of time before the eastern part of the Savannah Region transformed into a huge battlefield. The Lords bordering the land that had once been ruled by the Trilance desired to occupy the abandoned settlements and expand their influence. Unfortunately, other Lords had a similar opinion. They desired the Trilance's land as well. It occupied a quarter of the Savannah Region, after all.
The eastern part of the Savannah Region had once been ruled by the Kitsun Lord. His death allowed the Laprix Lord, the Zynur Lord, and the Valyr Lordess to expand, at last. They gained tremendous power within months, resulting in their ability to defend against the Council of Xylon for such a long time.
The Lords bordering the Trilance's land were aware of that and wanted to use the same tactic to grow stronger as quickly as possible. If they succeeded in elevating their strength to an entirely new level, they would have no problems clashing with the remaining Lords of the Savannah Region.
Nobody expected it to be easy, but many Lords were scared. Not of each other, but of Michael. Everyone heard the news about the Lord of the Untamed Jungle and how easily he obliterated 11 Lords. Some Awakened survived the invasion of the Untamed Awakened and reported to other Lords in exchange for safety and resources. They reported that Michael managed to kill Higher Lifeforms without sustaining any injuries.
Their reports sounded exaggerated at first, but the number of reports increased steadily, turning what ought to be exaggerated into the bitter truth.
Afraid of turning into Michael's next target, the Lords sought ways to grow stronger quickly. They used hundreds of thousands of Ordinary Summoning Scrolls to strengthen their Soultraits by amassing more Soul Power while also requesting more reinforcement from their higher-ups.
Their territories were too small to contain more than 500,000 citizens, but many Lords ignored that. They sought the abandoned settlements in the center and the eastern part of the Savannah Region to reconstruct them and settle the surplus of Summons over there.
That was what Michael had been hoping for. Or to be precise, it was one of the things he hoped to happen.
The seeds of fear and uncertainty had been planted followed by everyone's attention were pulled to Michael. However, due to their fear and ignorance, they forgot that neither the center of the Savannah Region nor the eastern part had enough settlements for the remaining 95 Lords.
Skirmishes to determine the rightful owner of the abandoned settlements and claims for the Savannah Region's land erupted. They didn't occur often at first, but some Lords grew restless. Their numbers expanded as the second batch of reinforcements from the government arrived.
Confidence and restlessness had never been a great combination. The combi was known to lead to foolish mistakes. To their misery, big mistakes were committed.
The small skirmishes transformed into full-scale battles between the Lords.
The Lords forgot about Michael after a few days. Their attention was drawn to their other enemies. After all, Michael didn't reappear in the Savannah Region for an entire week. It was almost as if the death of the Lords in the center of the Savannah Region had been an illusion.
Of course, that was not the case.
Michael did kill the Lords in the Savannah center, and he was not done hunting the Council of Xylon yet. It was just that he waited patiently until the distraught of the council worsened.
'Why bother allying if you don't trust each other? Forming the council just to backstab one another is such a waste of time.'
Michael chuckled lightly as he read the last reports provided by the scouts in the Savannah region. None of the remaining 95 Lords trusted each other. Even those who formed smaller alliances to rally against the other forces didn't seem to trust each other fully. It was fun to imagine them scheming against everyone else in the hope of becoming the supreme ruler of the Savannah Region.
Unfortunately, the fact that they had to scheme for years to slowly approach the final destination of the Savannah Region was enough to determine that none of them would become the supreme ruler. They were too weak to overwhelm their foes in an open fight. It would be impossible for them to deal with enemy kingdoms and empires if their biggest strength was their scheming.
One thing was for sure; The Lords in the Savannah Region were certainly not great combatants. None of them managed to scratch Michael until now. If anything, Michael was certain that the Valyr Lordess was the most competent and powerful among the Lords in the Savannah Region. That was not a good quote.
The Valyr Lordess and her subordinates had regained their full strength a while ago, but they hadn't left Arx yet. Instead, they stayed with Michael to join his conquest against the Council. The Valyrs didn't have anyone else to trust, at this point, and they didn't want to abandon the Savannah Region after spending so much time, effort, and resources into it.
Michael was their only option to reclaim what had been taken from them. Fortunately, the Lord of the Untamed Jungle was open for negotiations. He had already sealed some deals with the Valyrs about the future of the Savannah Region once the Council of Xylon was no more, but there was a need for changes in some clauses. After all, the Valyrs decided to stay in Arx longer than they were supposed to stay.
They received a lot of support from Michael, who was certain that he and his people could conquer the Savannah Region without their help. He and his people had to gain more if the Valyr wanted to get carried through the Regional War by the Lord of the Untamed Jungle.
The changes in the contracts were completed swiftly. The negotiation didn't even take two hours. Michael was satisfied, whereas the Valyr Lordess and her people were rather dissatisfied. Unfortunately, they didn't really have a choice. Either they accepted his demands, or they had to leave and watch Michael conquer the Savannah Region on his own.
That was what he demonstrated two weeks later as he deployed the majority of the Untamed Army to join a large-
scale battle between ten Lords.
The eastern part of the Savannah Region bordered the Untamed Jungle, granting various opportunities and openings to initiate a surprise attack. Michael's army of 40,000 members remained unnoticed until they charged out of the Untamed Jungle.
The armies of the 10 Lords dwindled to a tiny portion of their former might, whereas the Untamed Army was at its prime.
Siegfried Dracoon charged ahead with his well-trained soldiers following close behind. Tiara combined her forces with Legion, who'd decided to join the fight as well. He had to grow stronger and chose to grasp the opportunity to acquire Jungle Points to support his Princess in her sacred mission to rebuild the Silverfang Tigerfolk Clan.
40,000 Untamed Army members, each at the 1st Tier or stronger, charged at the exhausted armies of the 10 Lords. The Lords issued the command to retreat as quickly as possible, but they realized in terror that a single individual was eagerly waiting for them.
Michael had teleported to their back, his Cursed Seals unleashed to their fullest.
"To lose patience is to lose the battle," He mumbled, glad that he waited for the perfect opportunity to strike hard.
"And I win!"
