Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2540 1401: Taking Action and the Opponent’s True Identity (Part 2)

The situation was dire; Ethan Young, despite being a Tier 6 melee specialist, was barely maintaining his ground. Even with the assistance of two other Tier 6 figures—the elderly Dean and the veteran Archer—alongside two half-step Tier 6 experts like Qunnie Young and a contingent of forty Tier 5 powerhouses, the team was crumbling under the enemy's relentless assault.

Accompanied by surging energy ripples and a chorus of maniacal, sinister laughter echoing through the cabin, the brutal adversary began a slaughter. He tore through Qunnie Young’s group with terrifying ease, as if he were merely harvesting grass with a scythe.

Before long, the defenders reached their breaking point. The protective energy shields of the two Tier 6 elders were shattered. The old Archer had been maimed, losing an arm, and he stood gasping for air with blood matting his beard.

Qunnie Young fared no better; the Tier 5 wand she carried had been pulverized by the enemy's shockwaves, and her body was riddled with injuries. Though Tier 5 National Level gear was considered a priceless treasure to them, its destruction was the least of their concerns in the face of death.

In contrast, the muscular Lord remained unscathed. It was no exaggeration to say he possessed the power to annihilate Qunnie Young and her companions with a mere flick of his finger.

Observing their pathetic condition, the muscular Lord’s expression of contempt intensified. He mocked them with a sneer, "Is this the extent of a Summer Realm Lord's power? How pathetic!"

Qunnie Young attempted to fire back a retort, but she could only cough up mouthfuls of blood before collapsing to the floor.

"Hahaha! I want to see how much longer that tongue of yours stays sharp," the muscular Lord laughed, his face twisted with glee as he stepped toward her. He continued his blatant insults, "The Lord of the Summer Realm? Nothing but a pile of garbage!"

While the old Dean and the veteran Knight tried desperately to intervene, and Ethan Young struggled to find his feet, they were all pinned down by the Lord's subordinates, unable to move even an inch.

In that moment of total hopelessness, a composed voice cut through the air: "Do you truly believe you are worthy of mentioning the Lord of the Summer Realm?"

The words had barely faded when a piercing, agonized shriek filled the cabin before anyone could even process what was happening.

Ethan Young, Qunnie Young, and the rest of the elites turned toward the source of the sound.

They were stunned to find the area completely vacant; there was no one there.

While they were still reeling from confusion, a massive hand suddenly manifested from thin air, grabbing the muscular Lord from behind and hoisting him upward.

The Lord, who had just been acting like an invincible tyrant, was now paralyzed with fear. He struggled uselessly, his previous bravado vanishing instantly.

In a flash, a tall figure stepped out from the shadows behind the captive. It was Leo Ray, who held the enemy aloft as effortlessly as one might carry a chicken.

"Another Lord has arrived? What is happening here?!"

As Qunnie Young and her allies watched in bewilderment, the image of the muscular Lord flickered and changed. They realized Leo Ray wasn't holding a warrior, but a terrified, obese Lord who was flailing wildly.

Despite the change in physique, the fat Lord and the muscular one were clearly the same person. Furthermore, the powerful Tier 6 guards had disappeared, replaced by the corpses of subordinates scattered where the screams had originated.

For those who had just stared death in the face, the scene was nearly impossible to comprehend.

"There is no cause for alarm; you were merely trapped in an illusion," Leo Ray stated calmly, looking over the dazed group. "Examine yourselves, and you will understand."

The Young siblings and their retainers looked down at their bodies in shock.

They discovered they were completely unharmed. Their armor was intact, and their weapons, while dropped, were not broken. While some of their allies had passed out and were breathing shallowly, no one was actually bleeding.

As the truth hit them, they tried to stand to help their fallen comrades, but their limbs felt too heavy to move.

"Don't try to move yet; the lingering effects of the illusion haven't fully worn off," Leo Ray warned.

Leo Ray pulled several specialized illusion-dispelling magical scrolls from his robes. He signaled Shuert and Broy to use them on the group, knowing that without intervention, those who were unconscious might never wake up.

Following his lead, Shuert and Broy immediately began the treatment.

As waves of warm, soothing energy washed over them, color returned to the pale faces of the Young siblings, and the unconscious warriors began to stir.

Once the situation stabilized, Leo Ray turned his gaze back to the fat Lord in his grasp.

Earlier, Leo Ray’s team had detected something wrong in this sector—a strange fluctuation of illusionary Qi.

After Little Illusion investigated, Leo Ray realized this wasn't a standard environmental illusion one could simply walk out of, but a targeted mental realm.

Essentially, the illusion didn't alter the room; it directly manipulated the minds of the victims.

Because this was the primary path to the inner cabin, Leo Ray had to clear the way.

He had originally planned to wipe out everyone present, but upon seeing that one side consisted of two Lords from the Summer Realm, he adjusted his strategy.

This led to the current moment, with Leo Ray holding the fat Lord while Little Jie kept him restrained.

The enemy had indeed set up sentries and magical traps at the entrance, but with the support of Jess and the other ancient Dark Elf powerhouses, Leo Ray had neutralized them silently.

The screams heard when Leo Ray discarded his Invisibility Cloak were the death rattles of the fat Lord's actual minions, who had been executed by Jess's team.

The "unstoppable" muscular Lord and his Tier 6 army that the Young siblings had seen were nothing more than a mental trick projected by the fat Lord.

"Please, have mercy! Spare me, my Lord!" the fat Lord blubbered, his face pale with dread as he hung in Leo Ray's grip.

His arrogance was gone, replaced by sheer terror that made his oily face twitch.

"It appears the Lords of the Summer Realm aren't as 'trashy' as you claimed," Leo Ray remarked coldly.

"On the contrary, you are the paper tiger here, using cheap tricks to insult the honor of the Summer Realm."

"You are absolutely right, my Lord! I am a fool, a mere clown who didn't know his place!" the fat Lord stammered, acting completely submissive.

Secretly, however, he was calculating. His Illusion Skill Talent was on cooldown, but it would be ready again shortly.

Once he could cast it again, he planned to trap this newcomer and the others in a nightmare they would never escape!

But while the fat Lord was plotting his revenge, a sharp "crack" echoed through the air. His thick neck snapped, his eyes rolled back, and his life force vanished instantly.

Leo Ray tossed the body aside and wiped his hands. He had no intention of wasting time on words when the clock was ticking.

"We owe you our lives, Your Excellency! Thank you!"

Ethan and Qunnie Young, followed by their surviving retainers, walked toward Leo Ray with deep gratitude.

However, the "Leo Ray" they were approaching suddenly dissolved into mist, leaving them stunned yet again.

"I am over here. No need for such formalities."

Leo Ray's true form appeared at the mouth of the corridor, his brow slightly arched.

Knowing he was dealing with targeted illusions, he had no intention of leaving his actual body exposed to potential traps.

The Young siblings looked at each other in silence. While the identity of this mysterious Lord remained a mystery, it was undeniable that he was a powerful and reliable ally.