Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2687 1477: Surprise and Composure

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Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
Leo Ray's group entered the pitch-black depths of the Forest White Giant Palace, equipped with rare Void Resistance Crystals from the pink-hooded figure to counter spatial threats. As they advanced through the absorbing darkness, they encountered shadowy statues that animated into cloaked lich figures, launching a fierce assault. The pink-hooded figure shattered the statues with space magic, but the fragments and ensuing dust enveloped their barrier, teleporting them into a vast chamber surrounded by a ten-thousand-strong Undead Army of Tier 5 and above, where a sinister voice mocked their intrusion.

When the icy, ominous voice rang out, the group turned toward it and spotted the savage Witch Demon Leader positioned on the central command platform of the Undead Army, his crimson eyes shining with a fierce light brimming with killing intent.

Against the enemy's grand, colossal military lineup, our tiny group caught in the middle seemed like mere bugs surrounded by endless soldiers, completely powerless before a true Tier 5 Army!

"What in the world is going on? How did we end up teleported to this place?"

Gazing at the armored skeleton troops arrayed ahead, Old Gary's voice trembled a bit; unlike the sturdy warriors of the Broken Valley Alliance, this undead horde of powerhouses was obviously far more formidable.

"Yeah, didn't we have a crystal to block teleportation?"

Yu You's bright eyes grew wide, her face showing a blend of bewilderment and alarm.

"This isn't actual spatial teleportation, but rather a forced spatial shift that pulled us straight here without tearing open the Void Space, so the crystals couldn't do a thing."

The hooded figure in the pink robe spoke in a gravelly tone, weighted with concern: "And that dust clouding our sight before was likely there to confuse our sense of location, hindering any chance of getaway."

As they said this, beads of sweat formed on the pink-hooded person's brow without warning. Forget the thousands of Tier 5 Undead; there were at least hundreds of Tier 6 Undead present. Not even a real demigod could endure such a barrage, much less someone like me on the path to demigod status.

On top of that, the demon had erected a sturdy space barrier in the area, which didn't bother the other powerhouses but severely hampered me as a spatial magic user, curbing my abilities even more.

To put it simply, without my ability to navigate freely through this messy battlefield, the rest of this group has zero shot and could get obliterated in an instant.

Still, despite all that, if I unleash every hidden ace up my sleeve and push to break out, it's not out of reach; I could even drag that human youth along. After all, he still owes me a rug, a Barrier Crystal, and a Void Resistance Crystal—I won't let him perish so simply.

Right as the pink-hooded person prepared to grab Leo Ray and flee the turmoil, Leo Ray's words already rang out: "Everyone, since the foes have brought the fight to us, let's just stir up some real trouble right here."

"...What?!"

At Leo Ray's statement, the pink-hooded person's eyes nearly bulged in shock, and they blurted: "Human kid, has something short-circuited in your head? We're like fish ready for the knife right now! What kind of crazy talk is that?"

Yet Frank, Old Gary, and Yu You all displayed looks of grim resolve—no one had foreseen the enemy concealing such overwhelming might in this spot.

After all, the Witch Demon had prowled these territories for centuries; amassing a hidden Tier 5 Army in secret wasn't beyond possibility.

Judging by the diverse skeleton shapes, plenty of these were powerhouses from second-rate factions, or even top-tier ones, probably those cut off alone. Evidently, the Witch Demon made a habit of striking at such targets without mercy.

But even if we meet our end here, we won't give the foes any reason to look down on us. That must be the aim of this Human Majesty.

"Don't get the wrong idea, everyone; I mean an actual win, nothing less."

Sensing the mood turning off, Leo Ray quickly followed up with that.

This left even Frank and the others trading puzzled glances.

A win? That's impossible! Against the enemy's immense fighting strength, we barely have the power to resist!

"Human pests, did my ears deceive me?"

Loud, arrogant guffaws echoed once more through the enormous enclosed chamber.

The Witch Demon Leader, catching Leo Ray's words via the frontline undead spirits, shook with laughter from its shriveled frame, dripping with scorn: "Human pests, you claim that with your pathetic handful, you're defying this Leader's painstakingly built Tier 5 Army? That's the most ridiculous jest I've encountered in a thousand years!"

After declaring this, the Witch Demon Leader erupted in laughter anew, and soon the other witches at command posts across the ranks chimed in with booming chuckles, their derisive stares locked on Leo Ray like he was some fool performer.

Even the pink-hooded person beneath the fabric creased their forehead in frustration; this human youth was bringing shame—if he wanted to bluff, he needed to back it up with real action.

Despite the scorn and mockery aimed his way, Leo Ray stayed calm, simply noting: "Looks like you haven't turned on the Absolute Defense Barrier."

"To handle a bunch of pests like you and need the Absolute Defense Barrier?"

The Witch Demon Leader kept roaring with laughter, his features twisted in mockery: "How utterly ridiculous..."

Before the words fully left his mouth, Leo Ray had instantly triggered, unleashing over a dozen different Tier 6 Attack Spell Scrolls in near unison. As they surged with massive energy bursts, they detonated right in the midst of the nearby enemy ranks.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!