Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2930: 1603: A Situation Full of Twists and Turns
As the tremors of the thousands of soldiers under the Broken Wing King surged towards them, not only did cold sweat stream down the Broken Ear Leader’s back, but even the neutral Monarchs couldn’t help but swallow hard.
It was common knowledge that, including the Sky Island hovering above their heads, the Broken Wing Clan had mobilized twenty Tier 5 Armies within and around the Royal Capital. Among these, the elite Royal Army Corps stationed in the Broken Wing Kingdom had previously demonstrated extreme ferocity and brutality during wars against forces like the Frost Fire Giants and the Moon Shadow Deer People, leaving fields littered with corpses; their combat power was undeniable.
In addition to the twenty Tier 5 Broken Wing Armies, at least ten more Tier 5 Armies belonging to the Giant Horned King’s subordinates were positioned nearby. This meant that thirty Tier 5 Armies could swiftly cordon off this location, including the exceptionally formidable Broken Wing Royal Army Corps.
One must comprehend that a solitary Tier 5 Army alone possesses combat power equivalent to at least a thousand Tier 6 Experts, sufficient to confront these Monarchs and their guards who had yet to engage in battle—let alone when twenty-nine more such forces were present. It was not an overstatement to declare that such a colossal military strength was more than capable of pulverizing everyone present into dust instantaneously!
It was precisely for this reason that, despite their blood boiling at Leo Ray’s series of actions, they remained motionless, intimidated by the existence of those Legions.
“I imagine both that Broken Ear Leader and the mysterious Your Excellency intended to conclude this swiftly. However, the Broken Wing King’s foundations are simply too profound; the prospect of turning the tide has diminished even further.”
With this thought, the group of neutral Monarchs couldn’t help but cast regretful and sighing glances toward Leo Ray and his companions. While the courage and boldness of that mysterious Your Excellency were commendable, the disparity in strength was simply too immense. Ultimately, this was akin to an egg colliding with a rock, utterly incapable of making even the slightest dent in the Broken Wing King’s power. Furthermore, their own Grand Armies, as well as those of Lila, Hollis, and the others, were situated thousands of miles away, rendering them completely unable to assist in this situation!
“Hahaha, a bunch of laughably weak little ants—you are all about to be utterly annihilated!”
On the other side of the battlefield, the Giant Horned King and his subordinates, engaged in a fierce battle with the Broken Ear Dark Elves, wore expressions of wild arrogance, clearly reveling in their perceived superiority. As long as the Grand Armies they had deployed in the vicinity arrived, they were certain to eradicate these fools who knew not their place!
For a period, the entire battlefield’s atmosphere tilted heavily in favor of the enemy, suggesting that their side's defeat was imminent.
“Heh heh, well? In the end, you are merely mantises attempting to impede a chariot’s progress.”
The Broken Wing King savored this shift in momentum with evident satisfaction, then gazed at Leo Ray with utter contempt. “Brat, regardless of who you are, you will perish without even a grave to be buried in today.”
“Is that so? I do not perceive it that way.”
Leo Ray offered a faint smile, his expression calm and collected beneath his Battle Helmet. As he spoke, Leo Ray seized an opportune moment and unleashed another ‘Breaking Army Ice Chain’ towards his adversary, attempting to seize the initiative by employing a Seventh Stage Binding Magic Spell. Nevertheless, as bone-chilling cold surged forth and countless ice shards exploded around the Broken Wing King, the latter remained completely unharmed, sustaining not the slightest injury.
“Still maintaining a brave facade at a time like this.”
The Broken Wing King delicately brushed a speck of dust from his armor, his previously sullen features regaining their composure as he spoke with a cold, undeniably self-assured sneer. “You are merely ants. Struggle as you may; your remaining time can be counted on a single hand.”
As the Broken Wing King’s unrestrained words echoed, all his subordinates erupted into boisterous laughter, while the neutral Monarchs lowered their heads, their faces etched with helplessness. First the Frost Fire Giants, then the Moon Shadow Deer People—none had managed to challenge that tyrant in the slightest over the years. Even this mysterious Your Excellency, who had twice wielded Seventh Stage Magical Scrolls imbued with destructive power, proved to be no exception. It seemed the outcome was predetermined this time as well.
Sensing the overwhelmingly disadvantageous atmosphere, even the Broken Ear Leader and the other Dark Elves gritted their teeth, the glimmer of pursuing victory fading from their eyes.
“Something feels amiss. This ant appears utterly unfazed. This Lonely King has never encountered such blatant disregard for death.”
Despite his haughtiness, the Broken Wing King detected Leo Ray’s composure, causing his brow to crease slightly. At this very instant, the Broken Wing Armies situated within the Royal Capital, those assigned to guard the Throne Corridor, and the Legions under the Giant Horned King were all converging from three distinct vectors, hurtling towards this Cultivation Academy. They had effectively constructed an inescapable, deadly snare, more than sufficient to obliterate these mere 'ants' without exertion. Shifting focus to the exterior of the Cultivation Academy, the three converging enemy Legions manifested as a somber tide, akin to a sky-obscuring swarm of locusts, surging towards their destination. Their advance was accompanied by an oppressive atmosphere of murderous intent, their Killing Aura radiating outwards. Considering such overwhelming force, the Broken Wing King found it utterly baffling what conceivable backing this oblivious individual before him, who seemed oblivious to his impending doom, could possibly possess. "Could it be that this fellow also commands a Grand Army of a scale comparable to this Lone King's own might? But how could such a thing be feasible? This is the Lone King's domain—no Grand Army could possibly infiltrate unnoticed, and every single Teleportation Array is firmly under this Lone King's control!" The Broken Wing King's frown deepened as internal calculations commenced. His gaze, sharp as an eagle's, flickered momentarily before widening dramatically, as though a startling realization had struck him. He exclaimed, "Unless this insignificant creature's true identity is..."