Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2956 1616: A Long-Awaited Helping Hand (Part 2)

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Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
As the battle raged, a mysterious, powerful figure appeared, effortlessly destroying two demigod-level Golem Puppets. This newcomer, revealed to be the Winged Race's Aaron, an ally from the past, intervened to aid Leo Ray and his forces against the enemy.

However, after further consideration, the opponent's power escalation over the last five centuries appears quite logical.

"Indeed, ever since our separation at Kael Castle, seeing Mr. Lane... no, I should address you as Your Majesty of the Humans now. All is well, and my heart is filled with genuine delight."

Aaron maintained his smile, inclining his head slightly. "My apologies, Your Majesty of the Humans. We, the sinful Winged Race, have undoubtedly caused you much trouble. My presence here is precisely to apprehend them."

"So that is the reason."

Leo Ray nodded in understanding and offered his gratitude. "Regardless, I thank Your Excellency for your timely intervention. Had you not appeared when you did, we might have been beyond saving."

"Your Majesty of the Humans is far too gracious. To hold your ground with the might of a half-step Tier 7 cultivator against the assault of three Demigod opponents is an accomplishment few proud winged warriors could achieve."

Aaron gestured dismissively. "It is precisely due to Your Majesty's steadfastness and resilience that I was able to arrive in time. Therefore, the one who truly saved everyone is Your Majesty of the Humans yourself."

With that, Aaron's gaze sharpened, fixing upon the quivering Noth. He spoke with a cold intensity, "Sinner Noth, not only did you betray the Abandoned Sky Island to the Broken Wing Clan, but you also plotted to rally them and other second-tier powers to oppose us. You are truly seeking your own demise!"

As Aaron's stern declaration concluded, and before the ashen-faced Noth could utter a word, countless silver chains materialized in the sky, swiftly ensnaring Noth and other terrified, powerful winged figures.

From the other end of these chains, hundreds of winged soldiers emerged, their armor strikingly similar to Aaron's. Judging by the overwhelming aura they projected, each was at least a half-step Tier 7 cultivator, with several Demigods among them.

"No wonder they are an unfathomably powerful first-class force, casually deploying a winged squadron of half-step Tier 7 cultivators."

Witnessing this display, the strong individuals on our side could only let out exclamations of shock and awe, deeply moved.

Subsequently, all eyes turned back to Leo Ray, their expressions filled with uncontainable respect.

Although Leo Ray and Aaron spoke in hushed tones, the sense of familiarity in their interactions clearly indicated a pre-existing acquaintance!

To be on such familiar terms with such an formidable winged warrior, His Majesty of the Humans is indeed exceptional!

Not only were the monarchs and warriors from the ordinary second-tier powers astonished, but even Prince Chasing Shadow and the Broken Ear Leader cast curious glances towards Leo Ray.

It is well-known how reclusive the winged race is, even more so than elves or dwarves, who are also considered first-class powers. To be acquainted with such powerful winged individuals, the Human Emperor truly possesses extraordinary capabilities.

At the center of attention, Leo Ray let out a sigh of relief, his face etched with a contemplative expression.

The uniform attire and disciplined movements of Aaron and his contingent strongly suggested they represented the official Winged Race, confirming his suspicions about Noth and his associates.

Moreover, Aaron's earlier words hinted that the Sky Island, belonging to the Broken Wing King, had been provided by Noth and his followers. They had evidently chosen to collude with the Broken Wing King, leveraging his strength against the main Winged Race.

"Back then, when the Broken Wing King subjugated other second-tier factions, Noth and his group must have played a significant role. Given the Broken Wing King's cunning nature, he couldn't have been oblivious to Noth's schemes; it was a case of mutual exploitation with hidden agendas."

"But that chapter is closed; with Noth and his conspirators now apprehended, it is time to address the final mastermind."

Leo Ray's gaze shifted, finally settling on the Broken Wing King.

Upon witnessing Noth and his allies subdued like unsuspecting orioles, the Broken Wing King visibly descended into despair, his pale face now devoid of any color save for sheer hopelessness.

"Your Majesty of the Humans, these alchemy puppets are also the creations of our race, causing trouble for all of you. Allow me to assist in their eradication."

As Aaron finished speaking, the winged soldiers not occupied with the chains launched into action. Led by several Demigod cultivators, they swiftly overwhelmed and destroyed all of the enemy's half-step Tier 7 alchemy puppets in a remarkably short time.

The Tier 6 alchemy puppets, too, faced a relentless assault from the winged soldiers. They began to crumble at an alarming rate, a spectacle akin to crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.

The combat prowess of these winged warriors was exceptional; each individual fought with the might of Noth, and the Demigod winged cultivators employed devastatingly fierce tactics.

"Your Majesty of the Humans, further matters are inconvenient for us to intervene in."

In just a few breaths, after the alchemy puppets had been mostly cleared, Aaron nodded to Leo Ray and said, "When we arrived, we made sure to temporarily disable all surrounding teleportation arrays, leaving the rest to Your Majesty of the Humans."

"Thank you, Your Excellency Aaron, it was indeed a great help."

Leo Ray nodded solemnly, expressing gratitude once more.

"I just said, it's all because of your own struggles and determination."

Aaron waved his hand, made a farewell gesture to Leo Ray, and said, "I hope we can meet again."

Before the words fully fell, he and a group of winged soldiers carrying Noth and others had already swiftly soared into the sky, quickly vanishing from sight.

Due to the sheer ferocity of the winged ones' tactics, it wasn't until they completely disappeared that the strong ones present snapped out of their shock.

"Everyone, it's time to end all this."

Rolanddel in Leo Ray's hand was held horizontally as he looked at the Broken Wing King and a group of minions.

With Noth and the alchemy puppets successively eliminated, our side's combat power had completely gained the upper hand, encircling the opponent at the center.

In this, not only were minions like the Tusk King and Giant Horned King utterly stripped of their previous arrogance and ferocity, the Broken Wing King was likewise; their momentum was gone.

"Human ants, you are merely relying on the winged ones for support, what's there to boast about?"

Knowing there's no escape from disaster, the Broken Wing King roared with resentment at Leo Ray.

"You've always relied on those winged strong ones, haven't you?"

Leo Ray expressionlessly gazed at the opponent, calmly stating, "To satisfy your desires, many forces have become riddled with wounds, and it's time for you to pay the price."

"Your Majesty of the Humans, we were all coerced by the Broken Wing King, he is the real mastermind, we were all forced into this!"

The Giant Horned King repeatedly bowed to Leo Ray, imploring, "We hope Your Majesty will spare us!"

After speaking, the other minions showed the same expression, all conforming, their lowly demeanors starkly contrasting their previous notorious presewnces.

"Unfortunately, I remember nothing except grudges."

Leo Ray's face remained unchanged, then he spoke to the surrounding, already furious strong ones on our side: "Everyone, now is the time for vengeance."

"Your Majesty of the Humans, we have been impatiently waiting!"

Upon hearing Leo Ray's command, the young Frost Fire Giant King and Glen the elder Deerman charged forward, roaring toward the opponent.

The other forces' strong ones, either previously defeated by the Broken Wing King or severely oppressed, were not far behind, roaring as they followed in their footsteps.

Accumulated grudges over the years, witnessing their tribes suffering from poverty and even starvation, how could they not burn with anger?

Under the frenzied onslaught by the crowd, despite the Broken Wing King and others' futile resistance, they quickly collapsed amidst resentment and curses, nearly torn to pieces by numerous strong ones.

"Next, it's time to deal with the enemy legions still attempting to rush here."

Leo Ray's gaze was like a torch, nodding slightly.