Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2768: 1519: The Lord's Reward

Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
Intense battles erupted as parasites relentlessly assaulted the barrier shielding the magic crystal in Observation City, with the ursine parasite shattering it after a ferocious charge, exposing the array eye to enemy fire. Moli diverted incoming attacks into a rift, but the fishman parasite broke through, only to be intercepted by General Peter, who regained fleeting clarity from the Annihilation Array's influence. Joined by other Divine Stone Generals fighting their inner corruption, the defenders held the line as the magic sky fully closed, severely weakening the invaders and enabling a brutal counteroffensive that cleared the temple and purged the city of threats.

“At last, success has been achieved.”

From his position atop the City Wall of Observation City, Leo Ray gazed down at the metropolis enveloped by the Holy Sky, glittering brilliantly all around, his mind swirling with a torrent of feelings.

Now, the haze across the city's districts was slowly clearing. Though it appeared battered and bruised, the inhabitants showed no dread toward the onslaught of Corrosion and Parasite assaults. Rebuilding from scratch seemed entirely feasible for them.

Letting out a breath, Leo Ray turned his eyes once more to the notification panel before him.

The city's collapse percentage halted at 20.5% on the notification panel's conclusion, signaling that defensive collapse had been narrowly averted by a slim margin.

One could easily picture, based on the notification voice's character, that even after vanquishing the Grand Army of Corrosion, failing to hit the required threshold might trap him and his companions here indefinitely.

As these thoughts crossed his mind, a chill sweat trickled down Leo Ray's back while he remembered the deceptive notification he encountered in the Nihility Illusion.

Even though that notification was fabricated, its depiction of the Lord likely stayed close to the truth.

He could very well be the Chosen Hero in his particular realm, yet countless realms—potentially hundreds of thousands or beyond—existed alongside it.

The mastermind behind everything, that notification voice, viewed him as utterly ordinary, just another figure lost in the multitude of hundreds of thousands.

“On that note, the fact that the notification voice lingers over this realm, allowing Corrosion to wreak havoc unchecked, and recalling the initial details about venue ‘001621,’ suggests many realms mirror Old Book’s ordeal.”

“No arrival of an Otherworldly Lord has occurred here; it all feels meticulously orchestrated. What exactly does the notification voice intend? The thought is beyond comprehension.”

While Leo Ray mulled over these matters, the voices of Curry and Old Book reached him: “City Lord, we report that the Grand Army of Corrosion beyond the walls has fully withdrawn!”

“Excellent! This triumph will echo through the ages for the Ten Thousand Clans! Such a win is precisely what the Ten Thousand Clans crave!”

Old Book, his weathered features brimming with thrill and energy, strode toward Leo Ray, bursting out passionately: “Lord Brave, we owe you immense gratitude for your efforts in Observation City. Your bravery and resolve shall be eternally honored! It will inspire our path ahead—our deepest thanks to Lord Brave for rescuing this city!”

With those words spoken, the elderly City Lord dropped to his knees, offering Leo Ray a profound salute.

“Our deepest thanks to Lord Brave for rescuing this city!”

Following the old City Lord, from Curry and the remaining General Divine Stones to the City Guard, everyone replicated the action, the sharp clang of armor echoing through the air.

Beyond the immediate troops, soldiers and civilians emerging from the Temple overflowed with appreciation, converging on Leo Ray and his allies, their ecstatic shouts and celebrations resounding across all of Observation City.

“Old City Lord, stand up please. Everyone here shares in this success. We merely pushed a touch harder; nothing extraordinary.”

Supporting Old Book upright with care, Leo Ray offered a faint smile.

Soon after, Leo Ray's face turned grave once more as he surveyed the City Guard nearby.

These steadfast warriors of the Human Clan and Dwarf Elf were marked by wounds everywhere, numerous ones sporting bandages seeping crimson, evidently applied in haste.

“Regardless of their realm, these fighters earn true admiration, for they wielded their very forms to build unbreakable barriers, halting the devastating surge of the Grand Army of Corrosion.”

Deep within, Leo Ray exhaled softly, his attention ultimately fixing on Peter, Amanda, and the other General Divine Stone.

These three General Divine Stones had previously succumbed to Corrosion and Parasite influences, yet in the pivotal instant, they overcame the invading Corrosion through pure determination and returned to guard the Array Eye.

Without their resolve, the result could have veered dramatically otherwise.

Even with just a single Corrosion afflicting each, every instance connected back to the Ruins Returner. Thus, they essentially defied the whole Corrosion force through their unyielding spirit.

As these reflections filled Leo Ray's thoughts, the veteran General Divine Stone Peter abruptly coughed up a surge of dark blood, his ashen complexion draining further as he wobbled and crashed to the earth.

Peter wasn't alone; Amanda and the other General Divine Stone collapsed in succession, thick ebony blood spilling from their pallid mouths, their expressions twisted in unbearable agony and suffering.

The abruptness of it all left those around exchanging stunned glances, but Leo Ray swiftly scooped up the closest elderly General Divine Stone, ready to unleash the Tier 6 Healing Scroll materializing in his grasp.

“Lord Brave, such efforts are futile.”

Bending low as well, Old Book shook his head toward Leo Ray in despair: “Thanks to the Annihilation Array’s power, the Corrosion afflicting the three generals has been purged, but the parasitism’s effects cannot be undone. Removing the Corrosion seals the host’s doom—a harsh truth etched into our history across millennia.”

“Yes, Lord Brave, save those valuable scrolls; don’t expend them on someone like me.”