Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2948 1612: Shattering and a Helping Hand (Part 2)
Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
Despite the Broken Wing King's increased speed, amplified by Anemo Magic, which surpassed typical half-step Tier 7 cultivators, Leo Ray's Thunder Attack Scroll was renowned for its velocity, especially given its superior tier.
Boom!
With a thunderous detonation, the opponent's luminous golden form was instantly swallowed by a tempest of lightning and thunder. Scorched earth and swirling dust marked the aftermath.
As the brilliant thunderstorm that illuminated the heavens faded, the Broken Wing King was observed struggling, leaning on his sword amidst the dense, dark smoke. His formidable Energy Barrier had vanished, his once-gleaming golden armor was now blackened and charred, and he gasped for breath, looking utterly battered.
Only moments prior, realizing evasion was impossible, he had resorted to his most potent defensive measure. Nevertheless, he lacked a true Tier 7 defense to counter the 'Furious Thunder Devouring,' managing to withstand the blow at a half-step Tier 7 level only barely.
"Behold the sorry state of the Broken Wing King! The Majesty of the Humans is truly outstanding, holding an absolute dominion!"
For a fleeting instant, the eyes of our assembled strongmen shone with awe and exhilaration. Morale surged to its zenith, and they began to systematically push back their adversaries.
Conversely, the Giant Horned King, Tusk King, and their followers presented slack, distorted visages, utterly stripped of their former arrogance and dismissive attitudes.
Observing his foe still clinging precariously to life, Leo Ray's Rolanddel sword suddenly flashed with intense light, and he unleashed a ferocious offensive towards his adversary.
"Noble Winged Ones, if you refrain from intervening, this Solitary King shall perish by the hands of these Human gnats!"
As Leo Ray advanced, the Broken Wing King's once sharp, hawk-like eyes now conveyed sheer terror and confusion. He bellowed a desperate plea for aid.
The moment the Broken Wing King's panicked words concluded, over a dozen swift and unfamiliar figures descended from above, forming a protective circle around him at the center.
Leo Ray sensed a vast, potent aura hurtling directly towards him. A cunning longsword then thrust at his face like a silver serpent, emitting a high-pitched, menacing hiss.
In that fraction of a second, Leo Ray reacted with exceptional speed. He swiftly raised his longsword, intercepting the opponent's incredibly aggressive blade.
The instant his opponent's strike was deflected, the attacker followed through with a powerful kick aimed directly at Leo Ray's midsection.
With his longsword having just completed its parry and unable to defend again, Leo Ray had no recourse but to absorb the blow with an Energy Barrier.
With a deep 'Boom,' Leo Ray was propelled backward, retreating more than a dozen paces before he managed to regain his footing.
Meanwhile, the identity of the assailant that had attacked so suddenly gradually became apparent.
The figure revealed itself to be a middle-aged cultivator, radiating arrogance and contempt, adorned in gleaming silver light armor. However, this was not the most striking feature. What truly captivated the attention were the pure white wings extending from his back, shimmering with a faint silver luminescence under the moonlight.
"The old Fishman King spoke truthfully; is this indeed a powerful Winged One?"
Recognizing the distinct features of his new opponent, Leo Ray's brow furrowed slightly.
During the petrification of the Winged People's Barrier Region, though he had encountered numerous ancient Winged figures, they were merely lifeless statues. Only once before, at Kael Castle, had he glimpsed the phantom of a Winged cultivator, who had previously assisted him via King West's Energy Mark—the Phantom of Aaron.
And now, for the very first time, he stood opposed to an authentic Winged strongman.
Leo Ray's gaze then returned to where the Broken Wing King stood, observing a contingent of Winged cultivators now surrounding him, forming a protective cordon.
Leo Ray could acutely sense that, including the middle-aged Winged cultivator who had just engaged him, there were precisely twelve Winged strongmen present. Each possessed the cultivation of a half-step Tier 7, exuding an aura of invincibility.
"Winged Race cultivators? Could it be that the Broken Wing King has their backing?"
Witnessing this sudden turn of events, the majority of our cultivators, who were unaware of this alliance, displayed expressions of profound astonishment. This included the Ear-cut-off Dark Elves.
It was common knowledge that the Winged Race constituted a true first-class power, renowned as the most enigmatic among the supreme factions. They even surpassed the venerable Elf and Dwarf Tribes in mystery, as these races remained ignorant of the Winged Race's true depths.
That the Broken Wing King would enlist their aid was, by all accounts, completely beyond the comprehension of everyone present!
It can be said without exaggeration that any top-tier power could obliterate a second-tier power's entire territory with a simple gesture, offering no chance for a counterattack. Such was the immense strength of a first-class power at the apex of the Ten Thousand Clans! The fleeting glimmer of dawn that had just appeared vanished once more, supplanted by a creeping despair that silently began to spread. "Hahaha, the mighty ones have finally arrived!" The Giant Horned King and Tusk King, who had been in low spirits moments before, along with their subordinates, erupted into loud laughter, their arrogant demeanor returning. "Human insects, as I've always said, you're just throwing eggs at a rock." Shielded by the powerful Winged individuals, the disheveled Broken Wing King regained a sneering tone. "It's far too late to beg for mercy now; all you rebels will perish today!" "Your Majesty Broken Wing King, since you summoned us, shouldn't you permit us to speak first?" The middle-aged Winged powerhouse directed a glance at him, his tone utterly devoid of respect. "Indeed, Excellency Noth, please do share your thoughts freely." For the sake of his saviors, the Broken Wing King disregarded his royal dignity, nodding repeatedly. "Emperor of the Human Race, as you can plainly see, we hail from the Winged Race and hold a certain standing within our tribe." Noth, the middle-aged Winged expert, declared loftily to Leo Ray, "Regrettably, the Broken Wing King is currently under the Winged Race's protection, and no one can lay a hand on him." With that, Noth removed his battle helmet, revealing his ears. His ears were adorned with a few white feathers. While sparse and not comparable to the Ear-wing Erosion Eraser, it was evident he possessed the bloodline of the Winged Royal Family. "Ear wings? It's said that only the purest-blooded Winged Nobles exhibit such features!" Upon witnessing the distinct ears, many rulers gasped in surprise, their faces etched with awe. Under the crowd's astonished gazes, Noth's arrogance intensified. He let out a sneer and continued, "Therefore, if you all surrender now and pledge allegiance to the Broken Wing King, we might consider sparing your lives." "Don't delude yourself. You claim to represent the Winged Race, and in the next breath, state you possess some status, even displaying those meager ear wings—it's all just a facade, isn't it?" Leo Ray held Rolanddel horizontally before him, his expression resolute. Through his expeditions into the Outer Region, Leo Ray had gained a deeper understanding of the Winged Race and the significance of ear wings. Meeting Noth's arrogant gaze directly, Leo Ray stated, "If you truly represented the entire Winged Race, a Grand Army would have been dispatched to resolve this swiftly. Why, then, are you putting on such a show?" "Furthermore, the infamous Broken Wing King, and the esteemed, aloof Winged Race, known for their reclusive nature—how could they possibly aid the former, thereby providing other first-class powers a reason for condemnation? It's clearly a thankless endeavor." Leo Ray's eyes narrowed slightly as he continued, "Even if you intended to assist the Broken Wing King, it should have been done discreetly, not by allowing ostentatious individuals like yourselves to reveal yourselves." At these words, Noth's countenance darkened instantly, and a furious aura began to emanate from his eyes.