Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2771: 1520: Unexpected Gains and Return (2)

Leo Ray took hold of the pendant, feeling a rush of thrill course through him.

He understood this was the very thing he had yearned for so long.

Possessing this, he would honor his vow and free Pelican Princess Faye from Radiant City's grasp.

“Fei’er aided me in vanquishing the Malevolent Deity’s Chosen Son; her contributions are beyond question. She stands as a powerful Chosen Son of God herself and shall prove a vital ally!”

While Leo Ray pondered this, the alert voice echoed in his mind once more.

[Alert: Kindly utilize the leftover time wisely; only 10 seconds remain before your return to the initial world.]

“Old City Lord, every gathering must conclude; it appears our farewell is upon us.”

Leo Ray clasped the aged hands of the old City Lord and inclined his head toward him along with the Divine Stone Generals and troops, declaring, “Our shared moments were short, yet the recollections shall endure forever. Your bravery and tenacity will guide us on our path ahead.”

“The feeling is mutual, even if reinforcements delay arrival; else, I’d present Lord Brave to all!”

Broy’s handshake was firm, as he clasped Leo Ray’s hand tightly.

As they let go, the environment around Leo Ray’s companions grew hazy; with a dazzling burst of light, they were back in the ancient ruins—now merely shattered remnants shrouded in shadow.

Thanks to the illuminating orbs cast by his powerful subordinates, the path forward revealed enough to discern remnants of Observation City’s structures.

“I must admit, the sensation of traversing time remains intensely daunting, no matter the occasions I’ve endured it.”

Leo Ray composed himself and gazed upon the valiant fighters who had joined him in combat.

Counting Moli, nearly all the powerhouses appeared worn and drained, but thankfully, he had retrieved them all. The major casualties were solely Broy’s dwarf elf alchemy puppets, virtually all destroyed.

“We nearly perished amid ‘Corrosion,’ yet the rewards were abundant, including two unforeseen windfalls.”

Leo Ray inhaled deeply, reflecting inwardly.

The paramount achievement here was the knowledge gained in resisting ‘Corrosion.’

“Human youngster, you’ve truly tested my limits; better prepare a lavish banquet for an entire week, or count me out next time!”

Moli’s pink hood remained stained with blood; she creased her forehead and added, “Plus, I require a fresh hood; this was a rare treasure, woven from Unicorn King’s wool!”

“Certainly, that’s straightforward.”

Leo Ray arched his brows faintly, grinning: “Your Excellency, your assistance was invaluable this round.”

“Indeed, my prowess is unmatched!”

Moli raised her ashen visage, her thoughts swirling.

As a renowned figure among the Forest Elves, she recognized clearly.

The prime benefit from this venture was the wisdom drawn from Old Broy, essential amid the approaching Great Catastrophe.

Moreover, she had observed a realm akin to an alternate dimension firsthand, complete with altered time progression, a mystery absent from any Elf Ancient Books or the lore of her knowledgeable elders.

All else seemed trivial by contrast.

“It’s a shame those obstinate, haughty elders ignored my counsel, or I’d have schooled them properly.”

With that in mind, Moli’s sharp ears sagged once again.

“Everyone, I realize you’re fatigued, but one final duty awaits before we depart: inspect for any signs of ‘Corrosion’ in this area.”

Leo Ray focused his resolve and promptly directed a divided search effort.

Empowered by the Divine Stone Weapon, his powerhouses retained the strength to confront ‘Corrosion’ despite no Stone Spirits nearby.

The ‘Corrosion’ Leo Ray mentioned was precisely the force that had afflicted Old Nick.

At Leo Ray’s order, the elite fighters swiftly organized into compact squads and commenced their hunt. Only Broy’s dwarf elves bereft of alchemy puppets, a handful of gravely wounded powerhouses, and figures like Asher Porter stayed put.

“Broy, escort them back immediately.”

Leo Ray gestured affirmatively to the Dwarf Elf King and commanded.

“With respect, Lord, there’s another matter; kindly assign the withdrawal to Konet and the rest.”

Broy grinned at Leo Ray, showing no grief or regret for the lost alchemy puppets, despite them being the Dwarf Elf Kingdom’s final reserves of strength.

Noting Broy’s enigmatic grin, Leo Ray initially consented, then inquired with curiosity, “What scheme are you hatching?”

“Come along, and you’ll see, Lord.”

Broy’s expression lit up with eagerness, as he chuckled, “I assure you, it’ll exceed your expectations, Lord!”

“Then guide us.”

Leo Ray replied with heightened intrigue, and even Moli, who had intended to retreat for profound rest, trailed along in curiosity.

Led deftly by Broy, Leo Ray’s party navigated the ancient ruins mirroring Observation City, ultimately halting at a vacant expanse.

This spot neared Observation City’s City Gate, though the ruins’ gate had eroded away long ago, leaving mere void.

“Young one, why have you led us here?”

Moli glanced down at the diminutive Broy, her voice laced with confusion: “It’s utterly barren.”

“Hehe, a true surprise wouldn’t reveal itself so readily.”

Broy laughed and then bowed respectfully to Leo Ray: “Lord, I’ll proceed now.”

With those words, Broy’s features brimmed with zeal as he chafed his palms on the earth, tapping steadily in a patterned sequence.

Shortly thereafter, with a faint quiver, a wide subterranean tunnel materialized before the group.

“No traces of Magic Energy fluctuations—how did you manage that?”

Seeing this, Moli exclaimed in astonishment, as Leo Ray nodded pensively.

It resembled the trap near the dwarf elf encampment in the Gate of Wandering, operated via a gravity apparatus, with Broy’s patterned taps serving as the trigger.

“So this proves a dwarf elf installation?”

Leo Ray nodded subtly, inquiring.

“Lord sees through it all; this way, closer!”

Broy’s countenance overflowed with thrill, as he strode briskly into the Underground Passage.

Tailing his steps, Leo Ray’s companions traversed the expansive, sloping staircase downward, arriving at an immense cavern below.

“It’s truly here! Haha, our depleted forces are now restored!”

Broy’s jubilant call soon echoed to Leo Ray.

Positioned next to Broy, Leo Ray beheld the vista and couldn’t suppress his awe.

Arrayed before him stood lines of humanoid alchemy puppets, arranged precisely, evoking the dwarf elf ancient Warehouse.

Yet these puppets appeared more robust, gleaming with a polished ebony luster. Numerous ones Leo Ray recognized precisely—identical to those wielded by dwarf elf soldiers in Observation City!

“If memory serves, the forward ranks hold Tier 6 Alchemical Golems, numbering at least a hundred, the Tier 5 Alchemy Puppets likely tallying thousands, and the Tier 4 ones comprising multiple legions?”

Moli’s eyes widened, her fair complexion alight with astonishment.

Leo Ray beamed broadly, his excitement palpable.

This haul eclipsed the foundations of any Outer Region third-class power; the Tier 6 elite alone would elevate his army’s total might twofold! A tremendous enhancement!