Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2626: 1446: Rout and Deepening
Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
Observing the Human Clan troops unleashing their power and crushing the heavily armored undead warriors into disarray, the Catman fighters felt a surge of energy, rallying behind Leo Ray to resume their fierce attack.
With Leo Ray spearheading the rush, the once-solid foe barricade was ripped open in what felt like an instant, sending their ranks into utter turmoil.
The leftover skeleton heavy armor troops were either cleansed by the Holy Light Bullets raining from above or swallowed by the advancing Catman forces, disappearing swiftly from sight.
“A mere bunch of feeble Humans, and they've wrecked my Skeleton Army so badly!”
As his carefully nurtured undead forces crumbled to dust, the Witch Demon's skeletal features contorted in furious rage, his crimson eyes locked onto Leo Ray's form, radiating a deadly intent.
However, Leo Ray stayed wrapped in crackling thunder, pressing forward at the lead alongside Lannis and the other elite Catman warriors.
Despite the Medusa's petrification beam being utterly horrifying—making any body part it touched instantly solidify into rock and piercing through magical barriers or even suits of armor with ease.
Still, Leo Ray's safeguards, bolstered by multiple enhancement spells and a robust energy shield, proved unbreachable, allowing him to handle the battlefield's wild disorder effortlessly.
What enabled the Human Clan troops to unleash such force stemmed from a form of collective spellcasting, a goal Leo Ray had pursued for ages.
Up on the Ice Rock Wall amid rising incantations, a ritual array took form, guided by target marks from a select group of top Priests, while fellow mages supplied the power, unleashing the ongoing barrage of Holy Light Bullets.
Though it appeared straightforward, pulling off such strikes demanded intense practice for seamless execution, since channeling mana for Holy Magic differed greatly from standard incantations, needing exact energy shifts to produce the intended impact.
“Before, pulling off such precise team-based magic was beyond the Human Clan troops, but thanks to allies from the Outer Regions like the wooden and Flower Fairies freely teaching their skills, it's now coming together. That's exactly why I push for sharing and teamwork.”
“Across this expansive realm of the Ten Thousand Clans, only through forces combining their strong points and covering flaws, advancing together, can we grasp the universe's secrets and the quickest route to completing the ‘Fortress’.”
Reflecting on these thoughts inwardly, Leo Ray's forehead creased once more.
Shortly before, messages from Crisis and Broy, plus their teams guarding the Desolate Fortress and Tweeting Fortress, reported that the enemy's vast horde had arrived at the walls, unleashing a colossal assault like never before.
This thunderous assault obviously aimed to eradicate every last soldier and the strongholds entirely, offering no mercy at all.
To put it simply, the window of time available to him was running short; failing to halt the enemy's push before total ruin meant all previous work would go to waste.
Given the Witch Demon's notorious brutality, every one of our fighters and civilians would end up as materials for undead rituals and dark incantations, with zero chance of escape.
“Hold on, everyone—I'll be back soon.”
Leo Ray's eyebrows knit tighter, his strikes turning even more relentless.
Right then, the Catman warriors had nearly seized full control of the fortress wall, as the foes retreated to the steps and routes flanking it, desperately trying to halt the push forward.
Even with the enemy on the back foot, down at the fortress base and near the far-off lake, additional Medusa units had assembled, building up reserve and tertiary barriers that sealed off the Holy Land's gateway completely.
Their snake tongues kept darting out visibly through the dark veil of night, paired with massive tails coiling and uncoiling, producing constant “swoosh swoosh” noises scraping across the earth.
Moreover, countless Skeleton Mages stood in orderly rows, marching closer to their lines, each bony staff cloaked in necrotic force, injecting fresh waves of spooky swiftness into the rain-drenched, bloodied field of combat.
Witnessing this, Lannis and the fellow Catman powerhouses wore darker, more serious looks.
Our overall power outmatched theirs, yet facing scores of disciplined armies dug in deep, piercing their multi-layered guards was no simple feat.
“Hahaha, the Absolute Defense Barrier's broken—so what? This is our territory!”
After rounds of brutal clashes, the Medusa commander's gaze burned scarlet, lost in frenzy, and she shouted defiantly: “When you finally push past this, your Desolate Fortress and Tweeting Fortress will be rubble!”
“Says who we can't smash through fast?”
Leading the fray, Leo Ray kept his cool, as behind him on the wall, a horde of magic cannons locked into place, their thousands of muzzles trained on the clustered enemies inside the fortress.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Explosive roars dominated the chaos right away, magic blasts whipping up bloody storms that ravaged the opponent's setups.
Though the enemy's distant strikes packed some punch, they paled against their own arsenal's might.