Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2990 1635: Lord and Market

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Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
Leo Ray is warned about the arrogance of contenders from first-class forces. He learns of a special Shadow Market convened before the banquet, which presents an opportunity to acquire needed resources, particularly a Tier 5 Magic Potion Recipe for permanent strength enhancement. The Shadow Market is then transported to the Elf River.
Not far from the Shadow Market, a grand and serene river flows. Tonight, the twin moons hang high, casting a silken glow across the water's surface, its gentle undulations mirroring the celestial light. Adding to the mystique, the river shimmers with a kaleidoscopic radiance, a mystical luminescence emanating from the Aquatic Magical Plants, intertwining with the moonlight to paint a scene of ethereal beauty. The entire expanse of the river glitters, reflecting the star-studded sky, as if cloaking the dark earth in a liquid robe of magic, vast and breathtaking. "Is this the Elf River? It certainly possesses an epic grandeur," Leo Ray remarked, standing atop the city wall of the Secret Realm Market, a slight nod of approval on his face. The sprawling banks of the Elf River could easily accommodate multiple Shadow Markets, with endless forests and mountain ranges stretching into the unseen distance beyond. Numerous Shadow Markets already dotted the riverside, and more were materializing out of the deep night, their arrival as abrupt as they were frequent. "Your Majesty, the special market event is being held at Administrator A's Shadow Market. Please follow me, and we shall utilize the Teleportation Array within the market." Our affiliated administrator dipped his head towards Leo Ray, offering a humble apology, "My apologies, Your Majesty, for any shortcomings in hospitality, as this falls outside my administrative jurisdiction." "No need for apologies. It is only fitting that a market affiliated with a first-class force hosts such an event," Leo Ray replied with a gentle smile. He then proceeded, guided by the administrator towards the market's Teleportation Array. "Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty. I shall accompany you personally to Administrator A's Shadow Market," the administrator chuckled, nodding towards Leo Ray. "I am confident this excursion will prove most rewarding for you." Shortly after Leo Ray and his accompanying powerhouses stepped into the Teleportation Array located in the market's Central Plaza, they were instantly transported, reappearing in a different, unfamiliar Shadow Market. Upon arrival, an overwhelming aura, radiating a terrifying and irresistible might, washed over them. Leo Ray recognized this imposing presence; it was the signature aura of demigods. "I have never encountered so many demigod presences gathered in one place," he mused, a shiver tracing its way down his spine. Though devoid of malice, the sheer concentration of restrained power was unnerving. Demigods, as their name implies, are beings who stand closest to the divine, far transcending the capabilities of ordinary mortals and revered as supreme existences by most cultivators. In this current age, with the gods long departed, demigods represent the absolute pinnacle of combat prowess in this vast realm. It was no exaggeration to state that in the previous Human Domain, a single demigod possessed the power to plunge the entire human race into unending chaos, capable of obliterating nations with a mere gesture. Here, Leo Ray could discern the presence of at least a hundred exceptionally dangerous demigods scattered throughout the area, their power palpable. Yet, after a brief moment, Leo Ray managed to regain his composure. His own retinue consisted of individuals whose weakest member was at the Half-step Tier 7 level. Although Fei'er had not yet fully recovered her former demigod strength, she remained virtually unmatched against anyone below Half-step Tier 7. With the recent addition of Anna and his other hidden trump cards, he possessed substantial means to contend with demigods. As the internal tension subsided, Leo Ray focused his attention on his surroundings. Bright lights illuminated the area, casting long shadows within a large market square. However, compared to their own Shadow Market, the surrounding architecture here was significantly more dense and towering, exuding an aura of immense prosperity. "Indeed, it is different when managing a Shadow Market for a first-class force," Leo Ray mused, a slight nod accompanying his thought. He observed that the various Secret Realm Markets he had visited, including Ice Stone City, Crystal Blue City, and the City of Light, all stemming from the legacy of the Silver Moon Era as Lands of Divine Favor, bore significant signs of damage, clearly having endured great calamities. Especially their affiliated administrator's Shadow Market, showed visible signs of reconstruction across at least half the city, indicating the severity of its past destruction. In contrast, it was immediately apparent that all the architectural structures in this market were intact legacies from the Silver Moon Era, remarkably well-preserved. It was clear that the more pristine the Land of Divine Favor, the greater its overall strength, including the sophistication of its defensive systems and various Miracle Buildings.

"Haha, Your Majesty, please forgive my laughter! It is precisely our ambition for high rankings that is paramount—the resources and allocations bestowed upon this Shadow Market are truly beyond our grasp."

Our domain's administrator chuckled sheepishly, murmuring into Leo Ray's ear.

In stark contrast to this Shadow Market, his own domain appeared more like a desolate ruin, crumbling with age. Otherwise, he would not have diligently pleaded with Leo Ray for materials previously.

Just as our domain's administrator concluded his remark, a sharp clang of armor resounded. A figure encased in jet-black Heavy Armor, escorted by a contingent of Market Guards, strode forward.