Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2925 1600: Ups and Downs
Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
"You ruffians, do you think you can get close to our king so easily?"
Just as the final Defensive Barrier shattered, an elder of the Broken Wing Clan, with a ferocious expression, intercepted the path before the Broken Wing King. An Energy Wave of the Space Series surged upwards instantly.
This elder from the Broken Wing Clan was identified by Leo Ray as the ornately robed elder who had initially appeared in the conference hall.
According to the intelligence provided by Lila and the others, this individual was a principal subordinate of the Broken Wing King, the Prince of Broken Spears of the Broken Wing Clan. He frequently assisted the Broken Wing King in oppressing other Second-tier Powers and was also a half-step Tier 7 Space Great Magic Instructor.
As faint gray Energy waves rippled outwards, the entourage of the Broken Wing King, situated at the center of a mysterious black shadow vortex, had already vanished from their original position.
In another instant, they materialized behind the subordinates of the Giant Horned King. Having missed their target, the group shrouded in mysterious black shadows didn't falter. They immediately reversed course, seamlessly reintegrating into the shadows on the ground, disappearing once more.
"Don't let those scoundrels succeed!"
The minions of the Giant Horned King reacted with incredible speed, quickly encircling the Broken Wing King again, their gazes scanning the surroundings with utmost vigilance.
Observing this, Leo Ray gave a slight nod, having already deduced the identity of the mysterious black shadows.
Only one faction possesses the capability to infiltrate shadows so smoothly, and that is none other than the Dark Elves.
Given that the main forces of the Dark Elf Kingdom were currently engaged in a standoff with the Light Elves and would not involve themselves in disputes among Second-tier Powers, the conclusion was evident—it must be those outcast Broken Ear Hunters.
"So, they are the mysterious force lurking in the shadows. It seems that after their last failed attempt, these Broken Ear Dark Elves haven't given up, or perhaps their employer has raised the bounty."
"No wonder they could instill fear in the Monarchs of many Second-tier Powers, and even in the Strongmen of First-class forces; their prowess is indeed exceptional."
Leo Ray recollected the hunters' swift and precise movements, along with their series of formidable tactics, feeling a thrill course through him.
With the addition of these Broken Ear Hunters, our strength is now sufficient to bridge the gap in top-tier power!
At the very moment Leo Ray reached this conclusion, the group of Broken Ear Hunters reappeared like specters around the Broken Wing King and his retinue, launching attacks from all directions.
And as anticipated, the minions of the Broken Wing King, their faces grim, directly confronted these Broken Ear Hunters.
In an instant, the clamor of intense Energy clashes and deafening Magic Explosions reverberated towards the heavens, plunging the entire scene into extreme chaos.
With both sides boasting over thirty half-step Tier 7 Strongmen, the number of peak-tier warriors was nearly equivalent, making it difficult to ascertain a victor for the time being.
Roars and curses mingled with earth-shattering Energy waves continuously erupted. The sharp gleam of blades and the incessant bursts of Magic Radiance illuminated the entire night sky as if it were daylight, instantly obliterating all surrounding gardens and flowerbeds, leaving behind a desolate battlefield saturated with killing intent.
Leo Ray first guided his group to retreat to a safe vantage point, then continued to observe the situation closely.
Although the Broken Wing King had lost all his protective barriers and was almost entirely exposed to the Broken Ear Hunters, his expression remained impassive. He merely watched the battle between his subordinates and the Broken Ear Dark Elves with interest.
During this engagement, some of the less powerful guards of the Broken Wing Clan and ordinary Hunters cried out in terror and fell one after another. From the occasionally torn masks, it was clear that those Hunters were indeed a band of Broken Ear Dark Elves.
"Considering the speed the Broken Wing King displayed earlier in the conference hall, he could have easily slipped away amidst the chaos, yet he made no move, indicating he still possesses a hidden trump card."
"Could it be the closely-knit Winged Strongmen? Or perhaps something else entirely?"
Leo Ray meticulously surveyed the current battlefield and silently gestured to Lila, Hollis, Fei'er, and the others to draw nearer to him.
Amidst the pandemonium, the old Fishman King, Lena, Glen, and other Monarchs who had resolved to support our cause also gravitated closer. Only Prince Chasing Shadow among the neutral Monarchs remained without any discernible action, alongside the young and quiescent Frost Fire Giant King.
While our contingent discreetly congregated amongst the Monarchs, the opposing battlefield began to undergo a subtle transformation.
While the Broken Ear Hunters were classified as agile Strongmen, the minions' side featured bulkier figures like the Giant Horned King and Tusk King, who prioritized power. Consequently, agile Strongmen were far fewer in number than the Broken Ear Hunters, their speed disparities evident. Furthermore, the lingering negative effects from the Alchemy Puppets' Magic Explosion and Poison Mist had weakened the previously solid formation. Continuous assaults from the Broken Ear Dark Elf Strongmen caused the formation to falter, exposing the central position where the Broken Wing King stood. The Prince of Broken Spears intended to employ his usual tactic of teleporting the Broken Wing King to safety. However, he discovered that the surrounding space had been subtly sealed. This was the work of the Broken Ear Dark Elves, masters of traversing spatial rifts and adept at countering individuals like the Prince of Broken Spears, who also manipulated space. With group teleportation now impossible, the Prince of Broken Spears' aged face twisted with malice. He abruptly raised his Magic Wand, targeting two Dark Elf Hunters attempting to breach their defenses.