Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2807: 1539: Intensifying Fierce Battle

Across the room in the Banquet Hall, a massive shadow swinging a great Battle Axe and a slender figure wielding a Giant Sword were locked in a blistering conflict mid-air.

Every swing of the Battle Axe and every arc of the Giant Sword shredded the air with ease. This stretched the spatial fabric of the area until it was riddled with dense cracks, leaving the environment saturated with the volatile, angry essence of nothingness.

The two combatants were, quite clearly, Moli and the Prince of Nothingness, Bruce.

Bruce, augmented by the giant of nothingness, looked truly imposing. His sheer size caused space itself to fracture and crumble with every movement, instantly obliterating any Tier 6 Expert reckless enough to come within range.

The Battle Axe he brandished crackled with irresistible might; its edge distorted the very light overhead, bleeding it through space cracks and showering the floor with countless diamond patterns of light.

Moli, however, moved with fluid grace. She executed continuous Spatial Jumps around Bruce, utilizing her Magic Wand to direct the Giant Sword to parry the Battle Axe's world-shaking strikes at the most precise angles, ensuring that his overwhelming strength could never find its mark.

“Your Excellency, this little game of cat and mouse has gone on long enough!”

After Moli deflected yet another strike, Bruce’s bronze face tightened in frustration. As the grey Magic Radiance of his Spatial Giant Axe flared with newfound intensity, he barked, “Starfall Slash!”

With that command, the fearsome Giant Axe split into hundreds of individual blades, raining down on Moli from every conceivable angle.

As he unleashed the maneuver, a triumphant shadow crossed Bruce’s aged, bronze face.

During their prolonged clash, he hadn’t just been swinging his weapon. He had subtly and steadily clamped down on the local space, effectively sealing the Passage to the Void Space and barring her from utilizing Spatial Jump to escape.

Now that his finishing move had severed every path of retreat, even hiding within the cracks of space would be futile. It seemed, for once, Moli was cornered.

“Haha, this is the true essence of absolute spatial dominion!”

Confident of his victory, Bruce’s expression turned smug.

In contrast, facing the avalanche of incoming blades, Moli’s pink hood fluttered amidst the chaotic currents. Rather than showing fear, a composed and gentle smile graced her fair face beneath the fabric.

In the next heartbeat, Moli simply ceased to exist in her original spot, slipping past the devastating strike without a trace.

“Another Spatial Jump? But I had already locked down the entire sector! How could she possibly have escaped?!”

Before the bewildered Bruce could fathom what happened, Moli materialized directly before him.

The Giant Sword, previously tethered to her Magic Wand, had vanished. In its place, the wand had transformed into a Longbow, with Mana manifesting as the string. Moli drew it back, manifesting a shimmering grey Energy Feather Arrow as her star-like eyes gleamed with intensity.

“I told you before: no matter how many tricks you keep up your sleeve, such sluggish movements will never touch me.”

Her voice appeared to ring out from every direction simultaneously. Bruce gasped as he realized the space around him was populated by countless copies of Moli, all pulling identical bowstrings. “Void Meteor Shower!”

“Are these physical projections from a Space Prism? That is impossible! How could there be so many?!”

Even as Bruce cried out in disbelief, every Moli released their strings in unison. Grey Energy Feather Arrows streaked through the air like falling stars, closing in on him from every side.

Stunned, Bruce instinctively tried to shatter his own seal to perform a Spatial Jump, only to find that maneuvering the space around him was impossible. He suddenly realized that he was the one who had truly been imprisoned.

Seconds later, the swarm of energy projectiles slammed into his massive, shadowy form. Upon impact, violent Magic Explosions ripped through the nothingness, the successive waves of energy quickly stripping away the scale armor that covered his form.

In a fleeting moment, the giant of nothingness disintegrated amidst the deafening thunder of explosions, leaving Bruce exposed and trembling with shock.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the final thunderous echoes of the Magic Explosions died down and the turbulent grey Magic Radiance receded, Bruce remained standing, though he wheezed heavily, his face etched with dark desperation.

“Don’t imagine you’ve defeated me just yet, girl!”

The veteran Half-Titan chugged a dose of Magic Medicine, raised his wand to weave a set of Space Chains, and lunged back into the fray.

Watching the terrifying Prince of Nothingness reduced to this desperate state, and seeing his once-impenetrable Energy Barrier riddled with breaches, the surrounding experts stood in a stunned, silent stupor.

Although Bruce refused to yield, it was clear to anyone with a modicum of experience that his defeat was now merely a matter of time.

“To push the legendary Prince of Nothingness to such a breaking point… just who is hiding under that pink hood?!”