Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong Chapter 2795 1533: Winds and Clouds Surging at the Banquet (Part 1)
Previously on Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong...
As the profound and commanding ancient voice echoed, a opulent crimson velvet rug stretched forth from the left extremity of the banquet chamber, radiating a brilliant enchanted luminescence.
Resounding with weighty and forceful strides, a sturdy colossal silhouette grasping a scepter advanced upon the scarlet pathway, encircled by a cadre of towering retainers, unleashing ripples of potent energy that reverberated outward.
This figure was an exceedingly aged Giant King, his bronzed countenance etched with intersecting furrows of wrinkles and scars, complemented by dense silver-threaded beards woven with mithril strands that trailed to his immense ears.
A resplendent golden crown gleamed upon the elder monarch's brow, harmonizing with his magnificent deep golden garment, which framed a impassive elderly visage and a duo of hazy aged eyes brimming with lethal menace.
Opposing his weathered exterior, the king's enormous physique stayed sturdy and lofty, its prominent muscular outlines discernible beneath the attire, showing no inferiority to Rax or Bisos.
"Greetings, my King!"
The instant the elder king emerged, even Prince Mad Axe Rax disregarded his confrontation with Payton, swiftly dropping to his knees alongside the other Half-Titan elites, lowering their massive heads near the floor in utmost reverence.
"Is this the lord of the Half-Titans? Not bad-looking at least, far superior to the likes of Rax."
Leo Ray arched an eyebrow faintly, commencing to recollect details on this Half-Titan sovereign, though the data remained sparse, Sina and Loris had succeeded in procuring a portion.
This venerable Giant King bears the name Hollis II, dubbed the Dome King, reigning over the Half-Titans for more than a millennium, his prowess at half-step tier 7 beyond question; whispers claim he's scarcely short of true demigod attainment, vastly exceeding standard half-step tier 7 experts.
While Leo Ray scrutinized, Hollis II had already claimed the colossal golden seat at the conclusion of the crimson carpet dais, overlooking the assembly below.
Hollis II refrained from summoning the prostrated Half-Titan elites to stand, instead directing his featureless gaze straight at Leo Ray amid the gathering, "Are you the Emperor of the Human Race?"
"Isn't introducing oneself before inquiring about another's identity the most fundamental courtesy?"
Leo Ray lifted an eyebrow subtly, inquired intentionally, "And who are you?"
"How dare you, this is our great Dome King Your Majesty, seeing His Majesty's visage is your good fortune!"
From his position of adoration, Rax sharply admonished, "Do you not salute?"
Yet, for all of Rax's indignant inflection, his conviction faltered inwardly.
These very phrases had been scripted for assured declaration following the subjugation of Leo Ray's entourage, solidifying the Half-Titans' paramount position, yet Leo Ray's vigorous riposte reversed the momentum, inevitably eroding his composure.
"How ridiculous, we were invited, not coming of our own accord; how can you speak of good fortune?"
Sina, folding her arms with a scornful expression, shot back, "Meeting the Emperor of the Human Race is indeed your good fortune!"
"Exactly, even if we are to salute, it would be bowing to the feet of the Emperor of the Humans!"
As the duo's declarations concluded, fellow elites including old Gary voiced concurrence, all aligning steadfastly behind Leo Ray.
At the outset, the group retained awe for the dominantly mighty Half-Titans and Stone Giants, but Leo Ray's decisive quelling of their side's two half-step tier 7 powerhouses inevitably diluted such esteem.
"You tiny beings..."
Hearing this, Lak nearly pressed the dispute further, only to be halted by Hollis II's uplifted palm.
"Human Emperor, do you believe with merely you and your toy on your shoulder, you can contend with us Half-Titans?"
Hollis II initially gestured for the Half-Titan elites to ascend, then a keen spark ignited within his profoundly creased aged eyes, scrutinizing Leo Ray with predatory intensity, remaining stoic, "Repent now, perhaps it's not too late."
With Hollis II's utterance, an expansive aura markedly thicker than Rax's erupted, surging persistently throughout the banquet chamber.
"Lord, this guy isn't just one foot into tier 7, but the other foot is almost in as well."
Sheila creased her brows lightly, conveying to Leo Ray via thought, "He's likely much more difficult to deal with than Rax."
Before Sheila's message fully concluded, another colossal form materialized spectrally beside Willis II, agitating a profoundly concentrated spatial energy surge.
Observing intently, it revealed an elderly giant sorcerer with a bent posture, his staff akin to a massive branch in hand, inducing spatial warping, bearing a bronzed elderly face overflowing with superiority and contempt.
"Your Majesty of the Humans, this guy is the Half-Titan Prince of Nothingness Bruce, the third half-step tier 7 powerhouse besides Bisos and Hollis II, a rare Space Great Magic Instructor!"
Sina, her countenance anxious, murmured to Leo Ray, "His control over spatial magic is extremely terrifying; it's said even those of first-class forces' spatial powerhouses dare not underestimate him, avoiding him whenever possible!"
Once Sina spoke, hints of apprehension surfaced on Loris, old Gary, and the others' features, given that the Half-Titans' trio of premier half-step tier 7 powerhouses had now completely materialized.