Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2725 1497: The Heroes' Astonishment

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Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
The shadowy silhouettes vanished without warning, shattering the Absolute Defense Barrier in a sound like breaking glass, despite no attack occurring. In a flash, the long-abandoned ancient city transformed, its ruined buildings restored to pristine condition, streets leveled, and magic street lamps relit, astonishing the group and sparking debates on whether they had time-traveled to before the Era of Blankness or fallen victim to a deity's illusion. Exploration revealed abundant signs of life—warm food on stoves, open doors with furnishings, and smoke rising into a purification array—yet the city remained eerily empty, with no inhabitants detectable even by Moli's keen senses. Leo Ray and his companions grappled with the unresolved enigmas of the shadowy forms, which defied explanation as space magic puppets and seemed to occupy a paradoxical realm. Amid the growing unease, a young girl's motionless silhouette suddenly appeared at the distant end of the street, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on the group.

"Someone's over there!"

The faint outline of a young girl caught their attention, causing the entire party to snap to alertness with eyes bulging in astonishment, since this forsaken ancient metropolis at last showed traces of inhabitants!

Yet, prior to anyone getting close, the child spun around swiftly and dashed into an alley, rendering the far end of the road deserted anew.

"Why on earth did you yell like that? You probably frightened her off!"

Moli placed her hands akimbo, appearing utterly exasperated, as Leo Ray promptly guided the team in pursuit.

They barely advanced a short distance before an unforeseen event unfolded.

All at once, a massive throng burst from the alleyway, charging straight at their party.

Within moments, the once-vacant avenue brimmed with bodies, creating a stark and dramatic shift.

"How come this horde popped up out of nowhere?"

At the sight, the party's early thrill of encountering folks morphed swiftly into wariness, every member clutching their arms with firm grips.

"Here come the valiant saviors! Our rescuing champions have finally shown up!"

The unknown masses burst into fervent joy, flooding forward like an overwhelming surge.

"Heroes? What's that supposed to signify?"

Leo Ray signaled the others to form a protective stance, staying on high alert without a hint of ease, given how sudden and baffling it all seemed—staying vigilant was clearly wise.

At the same time, Grey Elder, Calvin, and the rest of the history-buff fighters stared wide-eyed in apprehension; these folks belonged to the Human Clan, clad in the classic garb of the Silver Fire Kingdom, like figures leaped straight from old chronicles!

In no time flat, the abruptly materialized ancient humans encircled their group snugly, every face beaming with thrilled delight.

"Human Clan youth, I'm handing this over to you. I need a moment to rest."

Perpetually stunned up to that point, Moli completely abandoned any attempt at reasoning and conveyed her frustration to Leo Ray.

Right after Moli finished speaking, a senior clad in a brown sorcerer's gown stepped out from the vintage assembly, grinning warmly at the group: "Esteemed heroes, I am Book, the City Lord of Observation City. Welcome to Observation City!"

As the aged City Lord continued his address, Leo Ray observed more closely that the senior also clasped the hand of a similarly elated young girl—the very same one who had fled moments ago.

Apparently, she hadn't been terrified of them but had hurried off to alert the others.

"No need to stand on ceremony, elder City Lord. Does that make this spot Observation City?"

Leo Ray moved ahead, offering a nod to the counterparts beyond the Absolute Defense Barrier.

"Precisely so, Observation City of the Silver Fire Kingdom; every one of us hails from the Silver Fire Kingdom."

The elder City Lord Book maintained his cheerful grin while answering.

"Silver Fire Kingdom?!"

This revelation left the whole team stunned, prompting a flurry of confused looks among them.

It wasn't only the Human Clan members—Grey Elder, Calvin, and the other well-informed fighters—but Moli and the Outer Region combatants too, all gaping in shock.

For context, the Silver Fire Kingdom, which fell in the Era of Blankness, once ruled the ancient humans as the supreme force atop the Ten Thousand Clans, rivaling the Elf Tribe as a top-tier power and even edging ahead a bit.

As such, the Silver Fire Kingdom's name lingers in the memory of certain Outer Region fighters even now, proving its lasting echo.

"It appears we've truly gone back to the time prior to the Era of Blankness!"

Luther Blues's eyes grew enormous, a reflexive gasp escaping his nose in alarm.

"Frankly speaking, what exactly do you refer to with 'before the Era of Blankness'?"

This time, Book found himself taken aback; he coughed lightly and continued: "Honorable heroes, aren't we in the year 3000 of the Starry Era right now?"

"Yes, it's exactly the year 3000 of the Starry Era, aligning perfectly with our calendar!"

Moli cried out in sheer incredulity: "But how can that be?"

Following Moli's outburst, the party resumed trading baffled stares once more.

"Does that mean we haven't time-traveled after all?"

At this thought, Leo Ray's mind churned like a stormy ocean, brimming with bewilderment and awe.

Should this Silver Fire Kingdom have survived the Era of Blankness unscathed, it surely implied that their location was a parallel realm, distinct from the one they knew!

"Do parallel worlds genuinely exist in this realm?"

"Then, the Otherworldly Lords who arrive in various territories aren't truly divided by unbridgeable seas like the tales claim, but dwell in alternate dimensions apart from our own?"

"It looks as though my summoning of followers didn't just create an ordinary Teleportation Gate, but actually a gateway through space and time!"

As this dawned on him inwardly, Leo Ray experienced a profound moment of clarity.

In truth, he'd pondered such an idea earlier; considering the staggering count of ten billion Lords, it pointed to countless—tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions—of separate territories.

Were every one of these territories on a single world, that globe would have to be immensely enormous without question.

Only, the notion of parallel worlds struck him as far too fantastical, so he'd clung to doubt, never solidifying that theory.

Particularly since a far more plausible theory existed: this world is truly colossal, endless in scope; the multitude of territories stems from a cataclysmic conflict that fractured the continent, flinging pieces far and wide across the globe.