Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2951 1614: The Ever-Changing Battlefield

"Could this be an ancient human warrior? Does that imply they are a cross-epoch warrior?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding Winged warriors displayed surprise, their gazes all shifting towards Fei'er's position.

It is common knowledge that after enduring that mysterious and unpredictable Era of Blankness, this land underwent seismic transformations.

The Ten Thousand Clans, once boasting a vibrant civilization, were mysteriously annihilated, with some vanishing entirely into the relentless flow of time, leaving no trace behind.

When the survivors of the Ten Thousand Clans emerged disoriented from the devastation, they uncovered a truth that filled them with shock and despair.

Regardless of their prayers or sacrifices, the deities who once favored the Ten Thousand Clans offered no response, and not a single new Chosen Son of God appeared.

For reasons unknown, the deities that had once imparted all knowledge to the Ten Thousand Clans withdrew their favor from this land.

As a consequence of this divine withdrawal and the inexplicable memory loss among the survivors, their power diminished drastically, rendering them incapable of matching the former glory of the Silver Moon Era.

However, it was precisely through these survivors that the bloodlines of the Ten Thousand Clans persisted, and magical and martial techniques were passed down. Consequently, the standing of these survivors far surpassed that of ordinary tribesmen, and their strength greatly exceeded that of others within their clans.

Among them, those Chosen Sons of God who could still wield the Power of Divine Grace were particularly at the apex of power within the Ten Thousand Clans, playing a critically important role in the clans' development post-Era of Blankness.

Yet, regardless of how mighty or wise warriors might be, they ultimately cannot escape the ravages of aging and decay.

As epochs passed, these survivors gradually departed from the mortal realm. Until the present day, in the Three Thousand Years of the Starry Era, only those with exceptionally long lifespans, such as the elves and the Winged, retain a small contingent of such survivors among the top-tier forces.

These remaining individuals constitute the paramount combat strength within their respective factions, their might incomparable to ordinary tribesmen. For this reason, they are venerated as cross-epoch warriors.

Therefore, when Fei'er’s words, uttered in the tone of an ancient human warrior, reached Noth and the others, the astonishment they felt was profound.

As members of the Winged race, they were acutely aware that the cross-epoch warriors still standing strong today possessed terrifying capabilities, each akin to an ancient, formidable existence.

The most significant aspect is that the ancient human tribe also occupied a preeminent position among the Ten Thousand Clans during the Silver Moon Era, boasting a foundation comparable to that of elite forces like the elves and the Winged.

This implies that the cross-epoch warriors hailing from the ancient human tribe were undoubtedly exceptionally potent!

"The Emperor of the Human Race still commands a cross-epoch warrior?"

Hearing this, the warriors from other second-tier forces were equally filled with amazement.

It is widely known that the cross-epoch warriors within their own tribes had perished long ago. For instance, the Ancestor of the Moon Shadow Deer People, though once a powerful demigod, had no successors.

Amidst their astonishment, all eyes turned with newfound respect towards Leo Ray.

Regardless of the circumstances, the fact that the Emperor of the Human Race still possessed a subordinate ancient human warrior undeniably offered a ray of hope for their side's eventual triumph.

"Your Excellency Noth, given that the human ant can command the Land of Divine Favor, it suggests that an ancient human cross-epoch warrior might be aiding him; must you be so utterly surprised?"

Just as confidence surged on their side, the Broken Wing King could not resist interjecting.

As the Broken Wing King pointed out, the Land of Divine Favor, by all accepted principles, was controllable only by the Chosen Sons of God – a universally acknowledged truth.

However, as Noth understood it, the Shadow Market presented an anomaly, where the administrator did not appear to be a cross-epoch warrior from the Era of Blankness.

Thus, Noth surmised that Leo Ray must have employed a similar tactic to that of the Shadow Market to gain control.

After all, even the cross-epoch warriors of long-lived races like the Winged and elves were continuously diminishing, their numbers already critically low. What hope could the comparatively insignificant humans possibly have?

"Ultimately, it's merely a half-step Tier 7 existence; so what if they are cross-epoch warriors?"

Heeding the Broken Wing King's reminder, Noth rapidly regained his composure and smirked at Leo Ray, "No wonder a mere Emperor of the Human Race acts with such brazen impunity, reaching this stage; it's all due to the backing of ancient human warriors."

"You misunderstand. It is precisely because His Majesty has forged ahead that our human race perceives a sliver of hope, a feat that even we ancient human warriors could not accomplish!"

Fei'er let out a cold snort, poised to strike at Noth. However, under his directive, two other Winged warriors swiftly intercepted her advance.

For a time, Fei'er and the two formidable Winged warriors became locked in a fierce engagement, with no clear victor emerging.

Yet, it was evident that even when confronting two exceptionally powerful Winged warriors, Fei'er maintained her composure, even exerting pressure upon them.

"Truly, cross-epoch warriors possess remarkable capabilities, but alas, you are but humans. Your struggles are ultimately in vain!"

As Noth's insidious words echoed, the final four Winged warriors had already shattered the Golem Puppets before them, charging forward ferociously with grim expressions.

At this juncture, Moli and Bruce each faced an adversary, Leo Ray confronted the most potent Noth, Fei'er had inflicted grievous wounds upon one while contending with two foes, and Sheila remained engaged with the Alchemy Puppets. The remaining four adversaries appeared unhindered, disseminating rampant malevolence.