Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2950 1613: Passive and Astonished_2

Before Leo Ray, ten additional formidable figures at the half-step Tier 7 mark materialized, igniting a surge of uncontrollable elation and excitement within the ranks of our mighty warriors.

Undeniably, the Sovereign of Humankind had, as always, lived up to their expectations!

Conversely, the Winged King maintained his insidious smirk.

Just as he had surmised earlier, these winged powerhouses were vastly superior to ordinary half-step Tier 7 combatants; how could mere Golem Puppets possibly contend with them?

Indeed, precisely as the Winged King had anticipated, when confronted by the Golem Puppets conjured by Leo Ray, the opposing winged warriors, spearheaded by Noth, wore expressions of grim disdain, appearing utterly unimpressed by these equally potent Golem Puppets.

In the ensuing moments, the hostile winged combatants fiercely clashed with Leo Ray’s summoned Golem Puppets.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst a cacophony of deafening energy collisions, after merely a fleeting exchange, the Golem Puppets rapidly found themselves in a precarious position, reduced to a defensive struggle in a sorry state.

In stark contrast, the grim-visaged winged warriors unleashed strikes that were each lethally potent. In terms of the sheer power of their blows or the quality of their weaponry and equipment, they were incomparable to typical half-step Tier 7 powerhouses of the second tier.

"Human insects! Do you truly believe these trinkets can alter your destiny? I shall impale your very heart with ten thousand blades, you insignificant ant who knows no bounds!"

Within merely a handful of exchanges, the malevolent Noth took the initiative, piercing the Golem Puppet before him and directing a wave of killing intent straight at Leo Ray!

"Let's see if you possess the capability to do so!"

Having just amplified his Buffs, Leo Ray remained unfazed, his aura instantly escalating as he met the opponent's treacherous blade, which moved like a silver serpent.

Instantly, as Rolanddel engaged with the opponent's Silver Sword, the reverberating sound of energy meeting energy thundered ceaselessly across the heavens, akin to the popping of beans, creating an astonishing spectacle.

Throughout the intense engagement, Leo Ray could distinctly perceive that his adversary's speed surpassed even that of the Winged King, who benefited from top-tier Anemo Magic augmentation. The swordsmanship displayed was exceptionally cunning, always finding unexpected avenues of attack from unforeseen angles, like a silver serpent perpetually darting in to strike from various directions, revealing sharpened teeth and fangs.

Fortuitously, his own agility was equally remarkable, complemented by persistent Buff enhancements and the keen edge of Rolanddel, allowing him to maintain a tenuous foothold.

"Indeed, you possess some skill to withstand so many of my assaults."

Noth's sinister visage was contorted with rampant malice, his expression abruptly shifting: "But regrettably, your demise is imminent!"

With Noth's grim declaration, Leo Ray instantly detected two fierce auras rapidly approaching from his rear, causing his scalp to prickle as if exploding.

It transpired that two more grim-faced winged powerhouses had annihilated the Golem Puppets he summoned and were now silently encircling him from behind.

"You will have to contend with my permission before you attempt to deal with him!"

At this critical juncture, a familiar, crisp voice resonated in Leo Ray's ear, and Moli's slender form suddenly materialized. Wielding her Magic Wand, she swiftly bound one of the approaching winged warriors.

Behind Moli, the Prince of Nothingness she had been dueling moments earlier lay defeated, his form contorted at a grotesquely exaggerated angle, like a discarded ragdoll.

"With us present, do not even contemplate approaching His Majesty!"

Concurrently, another robust and imposing voice echoed, and a massive, powerful figure appeared, instantly subduing another winged warrior – none other than Bruce, the Prince of Nothingness.

Following the Prince of Nothingness's defeat, the colossal Space Magic Puppet collapsed, enabling Bruce to arrive on the scene with opportune timing.

Bolstered by the assistance of our two spatial powerhouses, Leo Ray redirected his focus entirely onto the adversary before him.

During the fierce combat, Leo Ray closely monitored Moli and Bruce's engagements behind him.

The winged warriors ensnared by Space Binding soon broke free from their restraints and aggressively advanced toward Moli and Bruce.

Moli, as a powerhouse from a first-class faction, required little further introduction. Despite having expended a significant amount of Mana previously, she still engaged in a back-and-forth confrontation with her opponent without being outmatched.

In contrast, Bruce appeared considerably more disheveled, constantly blinking and teleporting, barely managing to contain his opponent with his Space Power.

"Powerhouses from first-class factions are indeed exceptionally formidable."

Leo Ray's brow furrowed slightly, beads of sweat beginning to trickle down his forehead.

Including himself, merely holding his ground against three of them at this moment was already an extreme feat. With seven more winged warriors potentially launching an attack at any second, not to mention the Winged King and two other winged individuals who were urgently recuperating, the situation was dire.

"Hehe, Emperor of the Human Race, do you now comprehend your utter powerlessness?"

Leo Ray found himself under relentless assault from Noth's sharp, cunning sword strikes, delivered from bizarre angles. Noth sneered, "A mere Human Race, which couldn't even set foot in the Outer Region until recently, dares to disrupt our plans? You truly overestimate yourselves!"

"Ants should tremble in their holes, awaiting slaughter!"

With Noth's grim pronouncement, three more powerful Winged individuals emerged, shattering the Golem Puppets before them and launching a fierce, combined attack on Leo Ray!

The lead Winged attacker moved with astonishing speed, appearing beside Leo Ray almost instantly. His face contorted in a grimace, he snarled, "Ignorant insect, perish!"

As his declaration ended, he vaulted from behind Noth, plunging his weapon towards Leo Ray from the air.

Noth, witnessing this, offered another sneer. He tightly bound Leo Ray, leaving him completely unable to defend against a new onslaught.

Facing utter desperation, Leo Ray prepared to deploy his few Seventh-tier Defense Scrolls to shield himself. Just then, a clear voice, laced with an undeniable majesty, echoed, "Absurd. Who dares claim the Human Race is feeble?"

Before the words fully faded, a graceful, slender figure, bearing a striking resemblance to Leo Ray, descended like a dragon. This figure unleashed a powerful Thunderous Sword strike against the Winged attacker aiming for Leo Ray.

Boom!

A colossal explosion of energy tore through the sky. The Winged attacker, caught completely off guard and only managing a gasp of shock, was sent hurtling like a cannonball, crashing into the ground and gouging out a crater several meters deep.

Within the abyss, blood bloomed, dust billowed, and the Winged warrior's Energy Barrier lay in complete ruin. A massive bloodstain marred his gleaming silver Light Armor, leaving him appearing incredibly vulnerable, his breath shallow.

"A single strike nearly crippled one of our half-step Tier 7 Winged warriors?"

Noth's bloodshot eyes widened, fixated on the suddenly appearing slender figure.

The figure, elegant and poised, was dressed as a courageous Human Clan swordswoman. It was none other than Fei'er.

Behind Fei'er lay the scattered remnants of the enemy's Alchemy Puppets, which had been locked in a relentless struggle with her. They were now utterly destroyed.

"This is impossible! How can such a powerful warrior emerge from the Human Race?"

Noth felt the potent aura radiating from Fei'er, who was also a half-step Tier 7 expert. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

He had secretly observed her for some time previously, acknowledging her strength as somewhat impressive but had not given it further thought. However, Fei'er's astonishing burst of power and her devastatingly dangerous final move far surpassed his expectations.

"Mere common Winged folk, truly. In the era when our Human Clan reigned supreme among the Ten Thousand Clans, you would not have dared speak with such insolence."

Fei'er held her Longsword horizontally, her refined and beautiful face radiating pride and disdain.

"You... are you actually a strongman of the Ancient Human Tribe?!"

Noth stared, initially stunned, then overcome with absolute astonishment.