Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2692: 1479: Astonishment and Sudden Enlightenment (Part 2)

Soon enough, as the space rift trailing behind them lost its ability to seal shut, enabling the team to press on once more, Leo Ray wasted no time and gestured with his hand, declaring: “Everyone, let’s completely overwhelm our foes now!”

Once Leo Ray’s command rang out, the infantry clashing directly with the enemies, the archers and mages firing from afar, and the cavalry storming through the rival ranks all surged ahead together.

Meanwhile, golem puppets kept emerging one after another to dive into the intense fray. Leo Ray possessed over ten thousand Tier 5 summon scrolls.

“Tighten your ranks, smash these vermin flat!”

Spotting our abrupt push, the Witch Demon Leader, battered from prior defeats, flew into a rage and swiftly issued orders to counter.

The foes zeroed in on the cavalry that had broken into their midst. After suffering heavy casualties, a horde of massive, armored undead barreled forth, shattering our swift golem puppets on mounts, which dissolved amid the enemy lines.

With the adversaries piling their Tier 6 undead at the forefront, our marching foot golem puppets took devastating hits, unable to widen the trap and beginning to retreat.

Our distant attackers had barely moved forward when a barrage of bone spears and arrows rained down on them, rendering their strikes mostly futile.

This made sense, as the enemies assaulted from every side with focused barrages, whereas our efforts were spread thin and couldn’t blanket their entire force.

“Young human, things are turning dire.”

Seeing the turn of events, the pink-hooded figure’s tone carried urgency, their brow creasing as they added: “At this rate, no matter how many summon scrolls you hold, they’ll run dry eventually.”

“Hahaha, you pathetic human insects, charging in blindly like fools—it’s laughable! In the end, doom awaits them all.”

The Witch Demon Leader, grasping the shift just as well, grew wild with excitement and kept directing the undead horde to push on.

Across the field of battle, the enemy’s surge proved unstoppable, rendering our golem puppets nearly helpless as they crumbled sequentially, fading into nothingness.

In an instant, the ground we’d gained was not just retaken but squeezed back sharply, narrowing the already tight area further, with errant projectiles now falling near Leo Ray’s crew, making matters even graver.

As the pink-hooded figure’s frown deepened in growing frustration, Leo Ray’s steady words whispered to them: “Relax, the main event is just starting.”

True to his prediction, right after Leo Ray spoke, a burst of golden radiance erupted within the enemy ranks. Enormous golden pillars quaked across the sky and ground, echoing and mirroring each other, sending forth cascades of brilliant gold.

Every spot the golden glow touched erupted in shrieks, with countless undead crumbling to dust.

“A massive holy assault spell? Bursting out right in the heart of their lines?”

The pink-hooded figure first froze in shock, then burst out in wonder: “Young human, what trickery allowed this?”

“They’ve wised up from the last time, staying on guard, and those Tier 6 area-effect scrolls are used up, so it’s clearly no offensive magic scroll.”

Leo Ray gave a subtle smile and explained: “Yet beyond combat scrolls, another type of magic scroll can pull this off with ease.”

“Got it! Those are the magic trap scrolls needing deliberate triggering? Who’d have guessed you slyly placed so many traps!”

The pink-hooded figure pieced it together fast, exclaiming: “So your earlier wild rush was all to set these traps and lure the enemies straight into them?”

“Precisely, it’s simple to have the magic golem puppets quietly lay down these trap scrolls without a sound.”

Leo Ray arched a brow lightly, confirming the insight.

“Still, after all these exchanges, we’ve sacrificed at least a third of the Tier 5 golem puppets—was the cost justified?”

Even with the understanding, the pink-hooded figure fretted, their expression tightening again.

“Absolutely, Your Excellency—feast your eyes on the chaos ahead.”

Leo Ray inclined his head to the pink-hooded figure, motioning forward.

Guided by Leo Ray’s point, the pink-hooded figure’s gaze bulged wide.

As the towering holy golden beams thundered on and wails swelled in the foe’s midst, the once-dominant undead warriors dropped like marionettes with severed threads, clearly bereft of guidance.

Even the elite Tier 6 undead among them fared no better; those still upright merely swayed confusedly on the spot.

Within moments, the enemy’s vanguard crumbled almost entirely, descending into total disorder.

“That’s it…?! No surprise the enemy lines echoed with those howls—they came from the controlled witch demons!”

The pink-hooded figure’s voice lit up with realization, spilling out: “Young human, those magic traps of yours didn’t hit the regular undead—they zeroed in on the witch demons!”

“Spot on, as Your Excellency witnessed before, these witch demons are sly beyond measure; even under past broad spells, few fell, and they shunned showing themselves openly.”

Leo Ray’s sharp eyes pressed on: “Thus, the only way to land a fatal blow was to feign weakness, drop their defenses, and draw them into a deep push, turning retreat into the path to victory.”

“Young human, you keep delivering shocks.”

The pink-hooded figure bobbed their head in fresh comprehension, regarding Leo Ray with rising admiration.

“Fine, now we launch the decisive strike against our foes!”

At Leo Ray’s latest order, Xiao Jing, Little Jie, and the rest of the Stone Spirits concentrated fiercely, sending our golem puppets into a fierce reversal, hurtling toward the enemy base.

On top of that, old Guy’s cavalry reformed swiftly, slicing through like a deadly edge into the disorganized rival setup.

“You cursed human pests, the leader will rip you apart!”

Beholding legions of followers reduced to cinders beneath the gleaming holy aura, the Witch Demon Leader seethed in helpless fury, acting fast to rally the troops and thrust even the undead sentinels to the fore.

Guided by the Witch Demon Leader, the undead forces managed to steady their lines somewhat, adopting a posture to clash evenly with ours.

Yet it was plain that following these upheavals, the undead army had dwindled to a third of its strength, offering no edge against us, much less the power to surround.

Grasping their forfeited upper hand, the Witch Demon Leader shifted to a guarded array, set to drag out the fight to its bitter close.

“Human pests, whatever schemes you pull, it’s merely your final struggle. Even without wiping you out, stalling you suffices!”

The Witch Demon Leader’s parched mouth curled, desperately rallying the undead army’s spirits.

Catching the Witch Demon Leader’s declaration, the surviving witch demons regained their ferocious looks, their crimson gazes brimming with murderous zeal.

Every witch demon knew full well that with their master’s plot fulfilled, external intruders would face annihilation, the Black Fog Blood Devouring Formation would revive, and all such pests would find no escape.

“Hoping to stall me still? Regrettably, that opportunity slips away.”

Leo Ray swiftly read the enemy’s plan, unleashing a total onslaught upon them.