Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2928: 1601: Taking Action and Surprised_2

“Damn it!”

Just as the three, facing a dead end and aware of their inability to change the tide, grit their teeth, figures radiating an equally immense aura descended like shooting stars, intercepting the alchemy puppets that assailed them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The earth-shattering clamor of energy colliding reverberated through the heavens and earth, and the violent surge of the resultant energy waves caused the very ground to heave.

These figures arrived with such suddenness and precision that the alchemy puppets were caught off guard. The majority were forcefully repelled, and a few, no longer posing a threat, allowed the three members of the Broken Ear faction to escape their perilous situation.

“Who are you…?”

Having narrowly averted disaster, the Broken Ear Leader’s eyes widened as he gazed upon the figures that had come to their rescue.

Among them were the imposing Half-Giant, the willowy Human Clan, alongside the Desert Fishman and Moon Shadow Deer People; these were Hollis, Lila, Fei’er, Glen, and other allied experts, complemented by formidable warriors from other second-tier powers aligned with our cause, even Prince Chasing Shadow had joined the battle.

Mere moments before, as the alchemy puppets emerged, Leo Ray had decisively commanded an offensive.

By exploiting the preceding disarray, Leo Ray had covertly distributed his reserved armaments, ensuring all experts were fully equipped and unaffected by the earlier scrutiny.

“Your Excellency, now is not the moment for pleasantries; let us first drive back these invaders,”

Lila’s longsword flashed, unleashing hundreds of sword lights in an instant to push back an alchemy puppet attempting to regroup, then she nodded towards the Broken Ear Leader.

“Understood, thank you for your timely intervention, Your Excellencies!”

The Broken Ear Leader responded swiftly, his short blade once again gleaming menacingly.

With the addition of over twenty half-step Tier 7 experts from our side and the three from the Broken Ear faction, the opposing force immediately lost its numerical ascendancy, visibly faltering.

As this unfolded in the blink of an eye, witnessing the sudden intervention of our contingent of experts, whether it was the Broken Wing King, his subordinates, or the neutral monarchs, all were struck with wide-eyed astonishment.

“These wretched turncoats! So many have chosen to oppose me, the Lonely King!”

The Broken Wing King’s formerly confident demeanor rapidly soured, his fists clenching until they audibly cracked.

Prior to this, his observations had revealed something amiss with the elder Fishman King and Glen, but he had not anticipated such a widespread, simultaneous action!

The subordinates, engaged fiercely with the Broken Ear Dark Elves, also displayed expressions of unexpected bewilderment.

Observing the scene, at least a dozen factions had made their move in unison, not only the rebellious Moon Shadow Deer People but even the previously uninvolved Dark Half-Elves had joined the fray, a truly unbelievable turn of events!

“With the audacity of these wretches, it’s impossible for them to have colluded secretly. There must be an unseen thread connecting them!”

The Broken Wing King’s expression shifted repeatedly, his earlier composure and calm evaporating, and he muttered darkly, “Who is it? Who dares to act with such brazen disregard?”

“This is the consequence of persistent wrongdoing without remorse.”

A suddenly calm voice resonated near the Broken Wing King’s ear, and before he could comprehend it, a tall figure materialized behind him to his side, moving with such speed that even the nearby Prince Chasing Shadow could not react.

Moonlight and the flames of battle intertwined, reflecting Leo Ray’s composed, dark eyes. The instant he appeared, a destructive and ferocious thunderous light erupted like a wild dragon emerging from the depths, roaring towards the Broken Wing King.

This was not Leo Ray’s signature thunder-based magic but originated from a Seventh-tier Attack Scroll titled “Furious Thunder Devouring,” undeniably the most effective preemptive strike.

In a flash, the entire battlefield was illuminated by this sudden thunderous radiance, and the resulting energy surge was so overwhelming that numerous ordinary Tier 6 experts engaged in combat were flung aside, creating a truly spectacular scene.

Boom!

Amidst an earth-shattering detonation, as the brilliant thunderous light gradually subsided, Leo Ray observed.

A deep chasm, radiating thick plumes of black smoke, now encircled the Broken Wing King’s previous position, while the area where he and Prince Chasing Shadow stood remained untouched, like an isolated island within the crater.

It was apparent that upon the release of “Furious Thunder Devouring,” he had employed a defensive technique, rendering him unharmed by the Seventh-tier magical assault.

“A single strike wasn’t enough to shake him, was it?”

Leo Ray’s brow furrowed slightly, betraying no surprise.

The considerable wealth the Broken Wing King had accumulated over the years was truly as expected.

“Was it you who rallied these insignificant beings?”

Wiping the dust from his gleaming golden armor, the Broken Wing King fixed a cold gaze upon Leo Ray, sneering, “Posing as a Stone Giant’s guard and sneaking past my defenses, how incredibly reckless!”

“I appreciate the compliment.”

Leo Ray gave a slight, deliberate raise of his eyebrow, secretly searching for another opening to strike his foe. He was presently concealed within armor and a sealed battle helmet, ensuring his true identity was hidden from the Broken Wing King’s view.

Witnessing this exchange, the reactions varied. The Giant Horned King and his accompanying lackeys let out sighs of relief that the Broken Wing King remained unharmed, though they themselves were locked in fierce combat with the Broken Ear Dark Elves. Meanwhile, our own contingent of experts, alongside the three leaders from the Broken Ear faction, were straining to hold back the relentless tide of alchemical puppets. It was universally understood that while the opponent had weathered Leo Ray’s assault, in the current state of affairs, only Leo Ray, armed with his seemingly inexhaustible arsenal of strategies, could utilize Seventh-tier attacks to pressure such a formidable adversary.

“Boy, whoever you are, your wisest course of action now is to retreat.”

The Broken Wing King, his presence radiating malice, glared at Leo Ray and continued with a chilling tone, “This is a familial affair of the Throne Corridor, and you have no rightful place here!” Clearly, the Broken Wing King was attempting to ascertain Leo Ray’s true identity. Following the unexpected Seventh-tier onslaught, he was visibly unsettled; a Seventh-tier Attack Scroll was far beyond the resources of factions with mere second-tier backgrounds, even considering years of plundered wealth.

“Regrettably, I am resolved to involve myself in the affairs of the Throne Corridor.”

Leo Ray’s voice remained nonchalant, his identity still undisclosed. He simply added, “You have acted without restraint for far too long, leaving countless forces destitute and displaced. It is time you faced the consequences.”

Hearing Leo Ray’s resolute words, the monarchs fighting alongside us let out powerful roars, channeling years of pent-up frustration from being oppressed and renewing their attacks with greater ferocity.

“You insolent whelp! Do you truly believe these insignificant beings will stand with you wholeheartedly?”

Observing that Leo Ray not only refused to divulge any information but was instead bolstering his allies’ spirits, the Broken Wing King’s hawkish eyes narrowed further, and he let out a cold, humorless chuckle.

As the Broken Wing King concluded his taunt, two magical projections materialized in the air before them.

Within the first projection, several Desert Fishmen were displayed, utterly bound. The distinctive patterns of their vibrant scales indicated they were indeed members of the Royal Family of the Desert Fishmen. The second projection showed Rosa and other elders of the Moon Shadow Deer People, all similarly captured and lying unconscious on the ground. Surrounding both scenes were formidable warriors of the Broken Wing Clan, brandishing sharp blades and wearing expressions of smug derision.

“It’s Mother and the others! Broken Wing King, you despicable wretch!”

Princess Lena of the Fishmen cried out first, her voice laced with fury. Nearby, the old Fishman King trembled visibly. Not far away, Grand Elder Glen of the Deer People appeared disoriented, his combat effectiveness visibly faltering. The enemy’s objective was undeniably clear: to use these hostages as leverage against them.