Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2688 1477: Surprise and Composure (Part 2)

Sudden blasts of thunderous detonations ripped through the foe's encampment, unleashing endless surges of deadly energy blasts.

Enormous fire spheres rocketed upward, colossal waves crashed like raging tsunamis, and the wild screech of a wind vortex ripped across the sky, as multiple massive meteors trailed blazing streaks and slammed straight into the enemy's ranks.

Within moments, the vast shadowy expanse lit up like midday, overflowing with countless shimmering magical lights.

Without question, the items Leo Ray unleashed were enchanted scrolls packed with immense wide-range offensive magics.

Before now, due to our troops being so near and the confined area of combat, Leo Ray seldom got the chance to deploy these huge coverage assault scrolls.

However, in this situation, Leo Ray clearly held nothing back anymore.

The barrage continued; once the initial set of triggered magical scrolls was tossed aside, Leo Ray hastily drew out the next two sets and set them off, plunging the enemy's neat lineup into total disorder. Nonstop magical detonations boomed across the skies and ground, shaking the whole realm.

All of this unfolded in a flash, and watching Leo Ray trigger those ruinous tools with the ease of chopping veggies, our powerhouses stood frozen in shock, including Old Gary, who couldn't even blink, his mouth agape in disbelief at what he witnessed.

Particularly, the one in the pink hooded cap felt completely floored.

Everyone knows that, compared to targeted or small-group strikes, these vast-area offensive scrolls demand way more energy than equivalent-level ones, usually requiring teamwork from several, or even scores of, matching-rank and element mages to inscribe, before they're finally done.

During that, if even one caster slips up even slightly, everything prior goes down the drain; the challenge level speaks for itself. And the duration involved? It blows past that of regular offensive scrolls by a mile.

Furthermore, the base scrolls for inscribing these wide-coverage attack scrolls must be top-grade; anything less couldn't handle the massive mana load.

So, even among the top dogs of the Ten Thousand Clans' elite factions, supplies of these enchanted scrolls stay pretty scarce, rarely deployed casually—not just from the time and inscription hurdles, but since the base scrolls themselves produce so few each year thanks to scarce ingredients.

As a result, with Leo Ray firing off scores of these scrolls right away, the pink hooded cap wearer's shock was plain; they themselves didn't own any Tier 6 Attack Scrolls!

While Leo Ray gestured forward, the brilliant magical glows erupted all around; the pink hooded cap wearer and Frank, plus Old Gary and Youyou, though stunned deep down, all showed clear signs of joy on their faces.

On the other side from Leo Ray, hit by this abrupt devastating strike, the Witch Demon Leader and the rest of the demons got totally blindsided, their mocking laughs cutting off sharp.

They too never expected this puny human to hold onto so many Tier 6 broad offensive scrolls!

Taken by surprise, the Witch Demon Leader could merely roar for an instant setup of the Absolute Defense Barrier, but Leo Ray's barrage proved too overwhelming, almost blanketing the whole Death Spirit Army Formation.

The sheer surprise forced the demons into desperate dodges, without the power to raise the Absolute Defense Barrier, as repeated tries fizzled out, leaving them scattering like panicked bugs on a scorching plate.

Right then, the demons looked like real fools, barely holding it together.

In the center of the fray, Leo Ray kept his cool expression while rapidly burning through his final stock.

Even though these scrolls offered huge coverage and brutal power, acting as prime destruction tools, his own stash was just a couple dozen, all boosted from Tier 5 Attack Scrolls—since low-tier groups like ours had zero Tier 6 ones on hand.

At first, he thought about making brand-new Tier 6 Scrolls from scratch; success there would've skyrocketed our overall might.

Though ingredients for Tier 6 Base Scrolls were insanely hard to find, the Mansion's breakdown feature made sourcing them no sweat.

Still, even with every material for Tier 6 Base Scrolls ready, things hit a wall at the following step, just like with Sixth-order Gear, missing the arcane know-how to craft Tier 6 Base Scrolls.

Those arcane methods stay exclusive to top-tier factions, never shared outside. So, producing fresh Tier 6 Scrolls got put on hold for now.

Luckily, Leo Ray had set up a full assembly line for Tier 5 Magic Scrolls, sure it's not as quick as whipping up new Tier 6 ones, but upgrading provides a reliable way to get Tier 6 Scrolls.

Next to Leo Ray, even while totally amazed, noticing the scrolls running low in his grasp, the pink hooded cap wearer quickly regained composure.

True enough, this Human Race Emperor's tricks are downright amazing; unleashing these scores of Tier 6 Scrolls could wipe out several Tier 4 Armies. But the enemies form a Tier 5 Army, every fighter able to erect Energy Barriers, greatly ramping up their resistance to spells.

Lacking several times more scrolls, they'll suffer at best a 30%, maybe 40% casualty rate; the battle's balance hardly shifts!

Plainly, even cutting enemy forces by 40%, wiping out our tiny group would still be a breeze for them! Plus, after taking such hits, their comeback will surely pack even deadlier force!

Deeply worried inside, Old Gary and the rest fully grasped this too, gripping their arms firmly, ready to fight to the last breath.

As expected, after Leo Ray set off every wide-area magic scroll, the battlefield's blazing magical lights began to fade, and the Witch Demon Leader's furious roar rang out: "Grind the Emperor of the Human Race and others to dust!"

Following the Witch Demon Leader's command, more than a hundred mighty Tier 6 Dead Spirits barreled forward, wrapped in massive murderous auras, swiftly rushing Leo Ray's team from every angle!

In the midst of the Witch Demon Leader's booming rage, the pink hooded cap wearer's anxious tone cut in: "Human kid, I admit you have some skill, but it's far from enough!"

At those words, while the pink hooded cap wearer started planning a getaway with Leo Ray, his steady voice reached them: "No hurry, the real show is just beginning."

Having said that, Leo Ray dug out a stack of scrolls from his chest, triggering them all in almost the same instant.

Right away, glowing arrays encircled Leo Ray's crew, shapes that also radiated the overwhelming presence of Tier 6 began to materialize. Before anyone could respond, they clashed head-on with the oncoming Tier 6 Dead Spirits; hundreds in total.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Clangs of power collisions burst out around us, fierce winds whipping up wildly. The sight of over a hundred Tier 6 powerhouses clashing was downright mind-blowing.

"There are actually over a hundred Tier 6 Summon Scrolls? Human kid, you truly hide your prowess well!"

The pink hooded cap wearer's eyes bulged under the hood, as Frank and the others gaped in awe, since even mid-level forces couldn't gather that many Tier 6 Summon Scrolls!

But before the surprise wore off, a swarm of additional dead spirits poured in, attacking with full force.

"Human kid, I admit you have more than just some skill, but they still hold absolute advantage!"

The pink hooded cap wearer's forehead creased, turning to Leo Ray with fresh urgency: "Unless we have an entire army, let's escape swiftly while the golem puppets buy time!"

"Your Excellency, do not fret, how can you be so sure I have no army?"

Leo Ray grinned lightly, summoning another mound of magical scrolls.