Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2873: 1573: A Sudden Mutation

Within a white void emitting an eerie luminescence, the Guardians of Devouring roared ceaselessly, lunging and swallowing from every angle.

Even as Leo Ray's powerful allies kept smashing them relentlessly, these foes replicated themselves at an accelerating pace, intensifying their assault instead of weakening it, until the whole area brimmed with savage, bottomless maws brimming with murderous ferocity.

Spotting the elderly man bowed before the altar, Lena's eyes lit up brightly, and she cried out in thrill: “Your Majesty of the Humans, that's my Father King! Wonderful, Father King is unharmed!”

Clearly, the withered form belonged to the old Fishman King himself.

While Lena spoke these words, Leo Ray directed his attention to the old Fishman King as well.

The aged ruler appeared profoundly worn, with creases etching across his entire body; even the vibrant scales near his temples looked faded and patchy, while his silver locks cascaded from under the crown, draping over the ocean-hued robe adorned with swirling wave motifs.

Kneeling in deep devotion, he fixed his gaze unblinkingly on a massive, peculiar white form protruding from the earth behind the altar—a flawless humanoid shape resembling an enormous statue.

“Father King, we've come to save you!”

The moment Leo Ray noticed this scene, tears still shining in her eyes, Lena dashed eagerly toward the old Fishman King, with Xiaofan trailing right behind, equally buzzing with excitement.

Noticing their rush forward, Leo Ray's group advanced on the altar too, beginning to sweep away the nearby Guardians of Devouring.

Yet, for all the devastating force of their attacks that drove back the swarming horde, the old king remained unresponsive, ignoring the shouts from Lena and the rest entirely.

“Something feels off here—with these freakish Guardians of Devouring everywhere, the old Fishman King staying knelt at the altar doesn't seem right at all.”

Leo Ray furrowed his brow lightly, about to head to Lena's side, when suddenly everything changed.

As Lena and Xiaofan drew near, a chilling glint erupted in the old Fishman King's dull eyes; he lifted his arm and blasted forth more than a hundred vicious water blasts, hurtling at them like deadly projectiles.

This unfolded so swiftly that the joyful duo had no chance to dodge or halt, staring wide-eyed in shock and terror as the deadly points sped their way.

Remember, the old Fishman King was a battle-hardened half-step Tier 7 powerhouse, whereas Lena, despite her gifts, was merely a young Tier 6 Five Stars, and Xiaofan matched her level—against a half-step Tier 7 ambush like this, their fate was all too clear.

Not even a Tier 6 Peak expert could survive such a sudden strike; instant death awaited.

In that dire instant, a towering silhouette channeled energy through the wand gripped in his hand, swinging it at the onrushing barrage of water blasts.

“Quintuple Thunderfall Skill!”

Leo Ray's icy shout rang out sharply as dazzling lightning plunged like a violet behemoth from above, slamming precisely into the clustered water cannons.

A thunderous “boom” erupted, sending vapor exploding upward while the enemy's attack vanished completely.

“This…”

Lena experienced a rush of narrowly escaping doom, still dazed as she gazed in confusion at the old Fishman King, now smirking malevolently.

“That might no longer be your Father King.”

Only when Leo Ray reached the Fishman Princess's side did realization hit her, with Xiaofan mirroring her stunned look.

Amid their shock, both shot Leo Ray looks of deep gratitude—without his quick save, they'd likely be gone already.

“Who are you?”

Leo Ray locked his piercing gaze on “the old Fishman King,” signaling his elite companions to encircle the figure while the others pressed on against the Guardians of Devouring closing in from everywhere.

“You invade my palace yet have the nerve to question my identity?”

A raspy, guttural tone emerged as “the old Fishman King” rose gradually from the altar, his hazy eyes sharpening with menace, declaring icily: “Naturally, I am the deity of this place!”

“Your Majesty of the Humans, that's definitely the voice of the deity… No, that enigmatic entity!”

Upon hearing it, Lena nodded first to Leo Ray before steeling herself and demanding in a voice quivering slightly: “What have you done to Father King?”

“Your Father King offered himself to me willingly; there's no point in your questions.”

“The old Fishman King” swept his turbid gaze over Lena's lithe form, sneering: “Pity your strength falls short, unable to hold me back—otherwise, who occupied this body would be uncertain.”

Before Lena could parse the meaning, “the old Fishman King” pressed on: “If you don't want your Father King harmed, resume the prayer ritual outside at once, or don't fault my merciless nature!”

“Unfortunately, your scheme has fallen short.”

Leo Ray chimed in casually, saying indifferently: “If you hand over the old king intact, perhaps we could negotiate.”

Leo Ray chose these words deliberately to test the enemy's limits as thoroughly as possible.

The foe's statements made it clear that he treated the old king somewhat like a vessel, so he probably wouldn't destroy it on a whim.

“So you are the one who stopped the external ceremony?”

The old Fishman King’s grim gaze locked onto Leo Ray, his voice dripping with chill: “To have the power to break through my Guardians of Devouring, what is that peculiar force within you?”

“That’s something you need not worry about.”

Leo Ray squinted his eyes, locking stares right back at the enemy.

This fellow had even forgotten the Power of Divine Grace, just like the sand-robed elder—plagued by massive memory loss, not even aware of his true identity.

Unlike the passive sand-robed elder who simply waited for information, this one burned with greater ambition, refusing to stay caged in his own skeleton and thus picking a different route.

“But since the opponent remains here, it means they lack the ability to leave, a prime opportunity for action.”

With these thoughts racing, Leo Ray ended the pointless banter as Xiao Jing’s lithe figure suddenly materialized.

“Lord’s Binding!”

The instant Xiao Jing’s firm voice echoed, a jet-black Absolute Imprisonment Barrier plunged from the skies, hurtling straight at the foe.

Yet, the scene that followed stunned everyone completely.