Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

Chapter 1977: Chapter 1111: The Smoke of Dragon’s Lair Clears

The hazy moonlit night spread across the scene, and the shallow stream trickling through the mountain gorge reflected the dual moons and the fleeting figure in a slender red dress.

This slender figure, surrounded by an aura of killing intent, skimmed over the tranquil stream as if a dragonfly touching water, stirring a fierce gust yet leaving no ripples, a feat of extreme subtlety.

In that instant of gliding over the stream, like a rose with thorns, Ester suddenly shifted her form, and before one could react, thousands of slender silhouettes filled the gorge.

All at once, these thousands of figures in red, wielding various weapons, shot towards the Black-robed Person No. 1 from all directions, making it dizzying to the eyes.

“An exquisite illusion technique, interspersed with numerous formidable real clones, truly befitting the once-renowned Coldflame Rosy Queen.”

The voice from Black-robed Person No. 1 was flat and emotionless, calmly saying, “But unfortunately, this is ineffective against me.”

With that, Black-robed Person No. 1 waved a large hand, and a strange black wave burst forth.

Wherever the black wave passed, all of Ester’s clones shattered upon touch, swept away in a blink by the black wave.

“Could it be anti-magic power?”

Ester’s sharp eyes widened, her fair face filled with undisguised surprise, she blurted out, “No wonder you can forcibly break the intricate illusion matrix of the Illusion Spirit Race with just Tier 5 peak strength. Who exactly are you?”

“With the former Rosy Queen appearing here, the assault on Saint Night Kingdom and Orchid Federation must have suffered a severe setback, right? Without enough confidence to repel the Alliance Army, the Otherworlder wouldn’t have led you here.”

Black-robed Person No. 1 did not answer Ester’s question but continued indifferently, “Sending out 15 elite legions is my limit. Since Mountain Fortress can’t be captured, I have no reason to stay here any longer.”

As Black-robed Person No. 1’s voice fell, his figure swiftly dissipated again, as if he had never appeared.

“Don’t think you can escape!”

Ester snorted coldly and vanished into the moonlit night as well, disappearing from the spot.

However, among the tranquil steep mountains, as waves of fierce energy emanated, Ester eventually revealed herself, evidently failing to catch up with the opponent.

“Did that bastard really get away? The anti-magic power is too troublesome, rendering all magic, including illusions, ineffective, and as an illusionist, this greatly counters physical powerhouses, making him practically invincible.”

Ester’s brows furrowed, and she could only report everything to Ariel Watson beside Leo Ray through special magic communication.

Meanwhile, after Ester and Black-robed Person No. 1 clashed, the defeated Andre also fled all the way to the exit of the Eternal Sleep Canyon under the relentless pursuit of Alfred and Taylor.

“Defeated general, where do you think you’re going!”

Just then, a thunderous shout resounded, and the battle axe in Alfred’s hand sliced through the air with a blinding cold gleam, aiming straight for the enervated Andre.

“Don’t be so smug, I, the king, know not to fight battles I can’t win!”

Finding no way to resist, Andre bit the bullet and dashed back into the illusion matrix he had just escaped, disappearing without a trace.

“According to the Holy Lion Prince’s instructions, the big fish is back in the net.”

Alfred put down his battle axe, slightly raised an eyebrow, and said, “Under the current circumstances of powerful enemies all around, a living Holy Night Griffin Prince is worth far more alive than dead. He is a trump card for our future negotiations.”

Saying this, Alfred draped his arm over Taylor’s shoulder, walking back while laughing heartily, “Young man, you’re a good fighter. No wonder you serve under that young Holy Lion Prince. I happen to have a few moves perfect for your greatsword, an art the Lonely King used to slay dragons…”

Elsewhere, Andre, having fled back to the illusionary barrier in distress, quickly returned to the camp at the center of the canyon.

Just as he had rehearsed his excuses, hoping to regain some dignity before his subordinates, he stumbled upon the breathless and disheveled figure of Seveil.

Seeing this, Andre was first stunned, then immediately approached him, asking, “Your Excellency Chairman, why are you back here too?”

“Playing dumb, aren’t you! Our 15 siege main corps are completely annihilated. If you can run, can’t this old man?”

Seveil glared at Andre angrily, still gasping for breath.

Not long ago, just when Seveil, having used Vanluntin as a shield, thought he had escaped, he unexpectedly encountered the enraged Rosy Queen Ester, who was fuming after losing Black-robed Person No. 1.

After a brief skirmish, Seveil, who was no match, naturally failed quickly and was forced to retreat into the illusionary barrier under Ester’s relentless pursuit.

Even though this old chairman from the Orchid Federation knew he was walking back into a trap, compared to facing the angry Ester who had lost her target to vent on, it was the best choice.

Finishing his words, Andre, equally apprehensive, heard the thorn in Seveil’s words but clearly had no heart left for confrontation.

In this battle, not only did the Alliance Army gain nothing, but they also suffered heavy losses, losing 15 of their most elite main corps.

Additionally, the Tower Guard Captain Vanluntin from Orchid Federation was missing, which was another severe blow to the Alliance Army.

Thinking of this, the highest commanders of Saint Night Kingdom and Orchid Federation exchanged silent glances, like two comrades in distress, slumping to the ground, leaving the rest of the bewildered garrison leaders who had rushed over informed.

“Capturing the Council Guard Captain Vanluntin, with Andre and Seveil both driven back into the illusion matrix, is indeed a brilliant counterattack.”

Upon receiving a string of victorious reports, Leo Ray, standing atop the walls of Dragon’s Lair, looked down at the endless blaze and the Half-Orc Army retreating like a pulled tide, and let out a long breath.

Just a moment ago, under the vigorous assault led by Sage King Ebner and his Fierce Flame Sorcery Corps, the Half-Orc Army, which had already gained little advantage, finally collapsed, soon escaping in a panic after leaving behind a heap of charred bodies.

Thus, the smoke around the Royal Capital, Territory, Mountain Fortress, and Dragon’s Lair dissipated in succession, restoring peace to most of our territories.

“Only the Unfallen Fortress and Sunset Fortress remain, right?”

Leo Ray inhaled deeply the scorched and bloody scent wafting from below Dragon’s Lair, eyes alight with determination.

“Then, let me bring this war to its final conclusion.”

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