Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2531 1397: Arena

Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
Leo Ray and his companions discovered a series of ancient murals detailing the tragic history of the city of a thousand ships. The carvings revealed that a mysterious rise in sea levels forced various races to abandon their lands and unite on interconnected vessels for survival long after the Era of Blankness. As the group ventured deeper into the desolate residential districts, they encountered the remains of those who perished, confirming the city's origins lie beyond their known territory. The exploration took a chilling turn when Leo Ray stumbled upon a fresh corpse, identifying the victim not as an ancient inhabitant, but as a recently slain Otherworldly Lord.

Caught in a state of alarm, Leo Ray wasted no time in identifying the corpse's origin to the powerful subordinates flanking him.

"What? Could he truly be another Otherworldly Lord?"

Upon hearing his words, the gathered experts shifted into a state of high alert. They inhaled deeply, the air within the murky cabin thick with an oppressive stench of salt and rot.

In the meantime, Leo Ray knelt down to conduct a meticulous inspection of the fallen stranger.

The man was still wearing a pair of cracked sunglasses. His face, now stiff and blackened, was frozen in an expression of pure dread, suggesting he had witnessed something truly nightmarish before his life was extinguished.

Staring through the fractured lenses at the man’s bloodshot, wide-open eyes, Leo Ray’s brow furrowed.

This marked the second time he had encountered a fellow Otherworldly Lord since the Dimensional Storm had mutated.

"Lord, the incision on this body is exceptionally precise; he was clearly sliced in two by a very sharp blade," Taylor reported.

Standing beside Leo Ray, Taylor examined a shattered magic wand that had been split alongside the corpse. "Additionally, both the ruined magic robe and the wand are Tier 5. There are no other valuables remaining on him; he has clearly been stripped of his belongings."

"I see. That effectively eliminates the theory of a Demon Beast attack. A beast would have left the treasures and consumed the body, and the wound certainly wouldn't be this clean."

Leo Ray stroked his chin thoughtfully as his mind began to process the implications.

How did this individual meet such an end? More importantly, who was the culprit?

After a moment of silence, a look of deep contemplation settled in Leo Ray's eyes.

"Based on the evidence, two scenarios exist."

"First, it is possible this individual was an Otherworldly Lord who originally arrived in the City of a Thousand Ships sector. If so, his killers are obvious—either rival lords from this region or perhaps hidden native factions."

"However, this presents a major contradiction. The Lord's Mansion is a unique Miracle Building that requires a solid foundation to function. How could a lord level up in this environment?"

"With nothing but seawater surrounding them, finding the resources necessary to upgrade a Mansion is nearly impossible. Their development would defy all logic."

"The second possibility is that this person, much like myself, did not start here. Instead, they were dragged through the Barrier Area by that same 'invisible hand' that is manipulating us."

"If that is the case, then the path to this location isn't restricted to the lone island we recently departed from."

Leo Ray took a slow, steady breath as the realization hit him.

If this theory held true, the identity of that 'invisible hand' was clear; it had to be the 'Prompting Voice.'

This place, much like the mutated Dimensional Storm, was essentially a combat arena designed specifically for the lords!

While Leo Ray was lost in thought, the other experts scouring the perimeter began shouting out their discoveries.

"Lord, I have found several more bodies near the Fountain in the shadow of the ship's bulkhead. They aren't skeletons yet; judging by the state of the blood, they died less than three days ago!"

"Human Sovereign, there are signs of a violent struggle in this area!"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, more corpses have been located at the mouth of the left corridor!"

Snapping back to the present, Leo Ray moved to inspect each of the reported sites personally.

After a thorough investigation, Leo Ray piece together the clues found in the Square and the connecting halls.

First, while only one lord was found, the emblems on the other robes matched his, suggesting they were his loyal subordinates or summons.

Second, there were several bodies belonging to an opposing faction. This group consisted mostly of the Human Clan, but also included Half-Orcs and Werewolves, all bearing a different, matching insignia.

Third, and most significantly, an analysis of the combat lingering in the area showed that a few Tier 6 Experts and many Tier 5 Powerhouses had engaged in a massive skirmish.

The footprints told a clear story: the two groups had likely emerged from different corridors and collided in the Square, resulting in a brutal fight.

It was still unclear which side had won or if the victors were also Otherworldly Lords, but their efficiency in looting the dead was undeniable.

Furthermore, Leo Ray spotted a highly unusual detail.

Despite a clash involving Tier 5 and Tier 6 elites, the structure of the area remained almost entirely unscathed, save for some superficial battle scars. This was illogical.

It was common knowledge that a Tier 4 combatant could easily level this entire area if it lacked protection, let alone the devastating power of Tier 5 and Tier 6 entities.

As this realization dawned on the group, the experts exchanged looks of utter confusion.

Even if the ship was constructed from the legendary Elf Wood—capable of enduring thousands of years of saltwater rot—it shouldn't be able to withstand the raw power of Tier 6 combat. The mere shockwaves from their Qi and energy should have reduced the place to splinters.