Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2561: 1412: Mastery_2

Tier 6 strikes possess overwhelming lethality, setting them apart from lower-tier assaults. Consequently, most defensive trump cards can only withstand such power once, with only the rarest artifacts capable of enduring two or three consecutive hits.

The relentless barrage currently unfolding clearly exceeded the defensive limits of any standard life-saving item.

As the Young family siblings watched in a state nearing total despair, the vast space crevice became choked with thick smoke from the magical detonations. This obscured the already unstable imagery of the pocket dimension, making everything appear blurred and indistinct.

Ten seconds ticked by—a brief moment that felt like an eternity to Ethan Young and Qunnie Young. As the haze from the magic explosions began to drift away, their hopelessness reached a breaking point, only for their eyes to suddenly snap wide in shock.

To their utter amazement, standing tall and unyielding at the very epicenter of the destruction was a familiar silhouette: Leo Ray.

Littered around Leo Ray were the bodies of the grey-armored Lords and their followers. Those who had been radiating murderous intent just moments ago were now broken and battered corpses. Their hollow eyes, filled with a cocktail of terror and disbelief, stared blankly as the life drained from them.

“Liam Sanders is actually unharmed? How... how is that possible?”

At the sight of this, Ethan Young and Qunnie Young wept with relief and joy. Reinvigorated, they launched a ferocious counter-attack against the remaining subordinates of the brown-armored Lord.

The experts on Leo Ray’s side shared this surge of excitement, erupting into cheers of triumph.

His Majesty of the Humans was truly peerless! He never failed to deliver impossible surprises and renewed hope even in the darkest of hours!

“Impossible! What did you do?!”

Inside the space crevice, the grey-armored Lord’s previous arrogance and reckless bravado had vanished. His face was now as pale as parchment, twisted in extreme horror and dread.

His energy shield had been utterly demolished, and his grey armor was scorched and ruined. He stared with bloodshot eyes at the untouched Leo Ray standing calmly before him.

He never imagined that this black-haired Lord possessed the strength to devastate him and fifty Tier 6 experts simultaneously. This man was a monster!

In his paralyzing fear, the grey-armored Lord finally realized the truth: he hadn't lured a helpless fish into his net for slaughter; he had dragged in a Grim Reaper!

“This is simply the result of reaping what you have sown,” Leo Ray remarked.

Leo Ray observed the terrified and broken grey-armored Lord as he slowly closed the distance between them.

Facing dozens of Tier 6 experts whose combined strikes were as fierce as a tidal wave—even more dangerous than the Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Son—Leo Ray had survived by decisively triggering the active effect of Aurendil’s Protection. This granted him ten seconds of immunity against any Tier 6 damage.

However, as Ethan and Qunnie suspected, the sheer destructive force of Tier 6 attacks is monumental. Usually, the protection offered by such artifacts is meant to counter a single opponent, even one as strong as the Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Son.

If the incoming damage exceeds a certain threshold, the energy within Aurendil’s Protection drains rapidly, preventing it from lasting the full ten seconds.

The onslaught Leo Ray just endured far surpassed the natural capacity of Aurendil’s Protection.

Under normal circumstances, even a Lord with such a rare trump card would have been vaporized instantly by the grey-armored Lord’s coordinated strike, unable to survive even a single second.

The reason Leo Ray maintained the full duration of Aurendil’s Protection against hundreds of lethal attacks was his simultaneous infusion of the Power of Divine Grace.

Fei’er had previously informed Leo Ray that while Aurendil’s Protection cannot typically use external energy like the Power of Divine Grace to recharge once depleted, it can accept energy assistance to bolster its active defense.

Though the energy drain was astronomical, it was a trivial matter for Leo Ray, who possessed the True Divine Favour Insignia.

“Essentially, I gained ten seconds of total invincibility, which gave me the window to trigger hundreds of Tier 6 attack scrolls.”

Leo Ray’s gaze was piercing as he continued his approach toward the exhausted grey-armored Lord.

That was exactly his strategy. While the enemy’s siege was at its peak, he secured his defenses and immediately began a massive activation of Tier 6 offensive scrolls.

The enemy experts were completely caught off guard by his survival. While they were still processing his resilience, they were suddenly engulfed by a localized storm of magical explosions. Screams briefly echoed through the space crevice before being drowned out by the roar of continuous detonations.

During the chaos, many enemies were reduced to ash while still frozen in their attacking stances.

Those with faster reflexes managed to survive the first few hits, but they were quickly buried under the subsequent waves of magic. Their doom was inevitable.

After being subjected to hundreds of high-tier magical bombardments, the current devastation was the only logical outcome.

At this point, the fifty-plus experts of the opposition were either dead or clinging to the last threads of life.

“While this used up nearly all my Tier 6 attack scrolls, the spoils from these recent battles will provide more than enough to restock my arsenal.”

As Leo Ray reached this conclusion, he arrived in front of the grey-armored Lord.

The enemy was slumped on the ground, drained of strength, yet his eyes—though filled with despair—still burned with murderous intent and bitter resentment.

“Brat, what do you think you’re doing?”

As Leo Ray drew near, the grey-armored Lord’s pale face twisted into a sneer. “If you strike me, you’ll be trapped in this space crevice forever!”

“I am a true noble, while you are just a lowly Lord of inferior blood! What could a creature like you possibly do to me?!”

Before the grey-armored Lord could finish his rant, Xiao Jing’s lithe form appeared. She bowed respectfully to Leo Ray and reported, “Lord, the gateway back to reality has been secured. We may depart at your command.”

“It appears your threats are meaningless. As for who is trash—that isn't decided by boasting.”

Leo Ray looked down at the grey-armored Lord. A brilliant bolt of lightning then descended, forever freezing the hateful expression on the man's face.

“Clear the battlefield quickly. We are leaving,” Leo Ray commanded Xiao Jing, and the two moved with efficiency.

Shortly after, when Leo Ray and Xiao Jing emerged back into real space, the only remaining obstacles were the berserk giant golem puppets.

“It is time to end this farce.”

Without a moment's hesitation, Leo Ray reached out and grabbed the golden orb of light hovering in the air.

Upon contact, the hidden treasure revealed its true form: a small token resembling a recruitment order, crafted from a translucent blue crystal.

As Leo Ray gripped the cold crystal token, the massive golem puppets froze instantly. Even the humanoid golems on the outskirts stopped in their tracks, as if time itself had been paused.

Then, the familiar, mechanical "Prompting Voice" resonated in Leo Ray’s mind.

[Respected Lord Leo Ray, congratulations on claiming the secret treasure and becoming the champion of the 000105th “Lord Arena.” Please determine the fate of the remaining Lords before your departure.]

As the voice faded, a brand-new interface materialized before Leo Ray’s eyes.