Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2693: 1480:
Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
In the vast battlefield enveloped by shadows and malice, Leo Ray directed our golem puppets to charge forward with renewed energy, relentlessly hammering at the enemy lines where the undead cowered in defense.
The cavalry unit led by old Gary, in particular, kept launching fierce assaults from the sides, slamming into the undead ranks and sending many of them staggering with their shields, leaving the foes unable to guard both directions effectively.
Yet, the enemy ranks still contained a large group of undead clad in thick armor, several of which towered nearly three meters high with massive bony frames, clearly some form of beastman undead.
Despite the sturdy defense from these beastman undead, who brandished heavy shields and excelled at holding ground, our forces maintained high spirits but advanced at a snail's pace, showing no immediate breakthrough against the enemy.
Furthermore, the enemy's Bone Explosion Skill posed a major headache for us. Each time an undead warrior collapsed, shards of bone burst outward in a violent spray, unleashing surges of lethal force that hurled our golem puppets back.
“Human clan kid, if we let the enemy stall us any longer, things could get really bad.”
The figure in the pink hood creased their forehead deeply at the sight.
Not just the pink-hooded individual, but old Guy and the stone spirits controlling the golem puppets shared the same grave look on their faces.
All present knew full well that as our troops clashed hard with the foe, the powerhouses in the other city realm kept slaughtering one another under the demon's sway. Should this drag on, the result was all too clear.
On top of that, the undead horde facing us was still enormous; even deploying Frank’s unique ability wouldn't wipe out such a multitude. Put simply, our window of opportunity was razor-thin.
“Keep the formation tight, that human clan pest has run out of tricks!”
Noticing our pause, the Witch Demon Leader flashed a wicked grin and pressed on with their strategies, determined to block our push.
“True enough, my high-powered attack scrolls and Tier 6 summon scrolls are all used up, and I don't have many Tier 5 summon scrolls left, but that doesn't mean I've got no way to shatter this impasse.”
Standing at the heart of our setup, Leo Ray stayed composed, already scheming his following step.
With a sweeping motion from Leo Ray, a horde of thousands of airborne undead beasts materialized from nowhere, howling as they dove toward the enemy lines—a backup force from Frank.
As an undead mage specializing in taming beasts, he always traveled with a hefty supply of undead beasts, among them these aerial ones.
“Human clan kid, you really do have backup plans!”
Watching our flying undead swarm into the air, the pink-hooded person's gaze sparked with excitement at first, only to fade quickly.
It took one look to tell these flying undead came in all sorts of forms, but every single one ranked as a flying beast below Tier 2, even including plenty of useless orioles!
Realizing this, the person's eyes almost bulged in shock. At such a pivotal juncture that decided survival, what on earth was this human clan kid having that beast tamer unleash—a bunch of playthings for?
Never mind those weak Tier 2 creatures; even Tier 3 ones could hardly threaten Tier 5 undead!
“Haha, that brat's truly cornered, pulling out this junk to embarrass himself!”
The Witch Demon Leader eyed the incoming yet feeble flying undead beasts with growing menace, ordering the witch demons below: “The enemy's just attempting to distract us—pay no mind to those gadgets, stick to bolstering the ground defenses!”
Moments later, as the flying undead beasts soared over the enemy array, a barrage of intense magical blasts echoed through their ranks.
Amid the packed undead troops, bursts of fire ignited repeatedly, shockwaves from the detonations flung entire clusters of undead aside, sparking instant disorder in the enemy's setup.
“What's going on?”
Feeling the powerful energy ripples surging nonstop from the foe's side, the pink-hooded person blinked hard, making sure their vision wasn't playing tricks.
Focusing closer, the pink-hooded figure spotted countless black, fist-sized orbs hurtling toward the enemy lines, the very culprits behind those magical blasts!
And the origin of these dark round items was obvious; they had been released by those seemingly trivial Tier 2 flying undead!
High above, the flying undead kept dropping the spheres from their skeletal talons, triggering successive infernos that bloomed across the terrain below.
Given the tiny scale of the spheres and the pitch-black surroundings, they stayed hidden until the flying undead let them fall!
“Ah, so this is what the human clan kid truly had in mind!”
Grasping the sequence of actions, the pink-hooded person masked their bewilderment under a surge of thrill on their hidden features.
Just what were these hand-held spheres, exactly?
“Those are alchemy bombs.”
Leo Ray offered a subtle smirk, addressing the other's bewilderment.
“Alchemy bombs? You're joking!”
The pink-hooded person's tone spiked with astonishment once more, the words tumbling out.