Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2859: 1566: Shadow Rift Abyss
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“Is this the Dark Half-Elves’ capital? Quite the impressive spectacle.”
Leo Ray marveled from his spot atop the entry platform.
In the distance, an entire city sprawled across a colossal subterranean chasm.
Myriad thick stalactites dangled from the lofty cavern roof, encircling the metropolis like vast frozen waterfalls shrouded in gloom.
Not one unified structure, the settlement featured countless enormous platforms linked via bridges pulsing with soft azure luminescence, veiled in subtle haze.
Irregular paths crisscrossed the urban expanse under murky illumination, flanked by shadowy edifices topped with spired roofs akin to sorcerers’ conical hats, jammed tightly in perpetual profusion.
Internal faint glows sharply differed from the immense outer stalactite cascades, casting the whole city in perpetual obscurity, merging enigma with marvel.
“Fittingly named Shadow Rift Abyss—it genuinely resembles a metropolis forged in abyssal depths.”
Leo Ray directed his view toward the closest luminous spanway plunging cityward, bordered by sorcerous spires and structures, intermittent patrols of ebony-armored guards emerging from obscurity to mount staunch defenses.
Lacking enclosing battlements, potent torrents of shadowy arcane energies swathed the locale, brimming with diverse shielding and assault Magic Barriers.
This singular topography ensured assaults upon it proved far more arduous than upon standard fortresses.
Beside Leo Ray, save for Teresa familiar with prior residence here, fellow escorts brimmed with wonder too.
Across the boundless Outer Region domains, the Dark Half-Elves’ seat endured as profoundly enigmatic, seldom welcoming outsiders.
Common travelers failed even Micro-light Canyon’s perils, never mind labyrinthine protracted tunnels leading hither.
Absent this Dark Half-Elf commander’s lead, our contingent would’ve toiled through the prior forked subterranean conduit.
Amidst the wonderstruck assembly, beyond Leo Ray’s retainers and Lila’s kin, three sturdy silhouettes conspicuously projected.
Foremost among them loomed a youthful brawny figure bearing blocky visage and blade-edged brows, trailed by crimson-cheeked aged sorcerer and resolute scarred midlife powerhouse—Hollis, Bruce, and Rax in human guise.
These three moved awkwardly, disjointedly, plainly unaccustomed yet to such shapes.
“Vigilance herein markedly exceeds prior levels.”
Post brief scrutiny, Teresa queried the escorting Dark Half-Elf commander perplexedly: “General, what’s transpired?”
Leo Ray’s group flicked intrigued glances at the exchange.
Perchance our advent prompted heightened watch? Logical enough, yet otherwise complexities mounted.
“Rest assured, such precautions target not your party. Elsewise undetectable by you, moreover Dark Half-Elves harbor no enmity toward you.”
The escorting Dark Half-Elf general intoned evenly, candidly.
Subsequently fixing upon Teresa anew, he appended enigmatically: “Unexpected, post decades, Lunar Temple Holy Maiden still recalls this bastion.”
“General, you know me?”
Teresa betrayed faint astonishment as her concealed persona surfaced outright.
Ere quitting Ice Stone City, Lunar Temple Holy Maiden guise via Dark Elf Kingdom’s arcane concealment rendered her wholly humanlike.
Such incantation foiled half-step Tier 7 powerhouses alongside routine scrying matrices, yet foe pierced it effortlessly.
Vital formerly: arrived Dark Elf Apprentice Priest with peers, consorting solely Dark Half-Elf clerics, bypassing soldiery; recognition implausible.
“Saintess Your Majesty bears unadulterated Dark Elf lineage; we Dark Half-Elves share such heritage, discernment straightforward.”
Dark Half-Elf general shrugged, replying composedly: “Theretofore no direct encounter, yet per intelligence, Dark Elves attendant upon Human Majesty comprise solely Saintess Your Majesty and sibling; guise confirms deduction.”
As interlocutor expounded, Leo Ray subtly squinted, affirming inwardly.
Foe grasps our composition adeptly; Teresa’s sibling evidently Elusa.
Deliberating, Dark Elf espionage ubiquity renowned, intelligence lattice superlative, universally conceded; Dark Half-Elves’ affinity thereto anticipates awareness.
“Yet this evades Teresa’s antecedent inquiry: rationale for Dark Half-Elves’ abrupt vigilance surge; absent anti-us intent, whence origin?”