Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong - Chapter 233
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Chapter 233: Chapter 233: No Clear Concept_1
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Milan Town, the City Lord’s Mansion main hall.
At this moment, the spacious hall was in shambles.
This sacred place that usually symbolized the highest authority of the City Lord had long been transformed into a tragic battlefield.
On the ground, the lifeless bodies of soldiers were scattered about.
Below the corpses, red liquid flowed wantonly, like blooming flowers of death.
In a corner near the throne, about twenty to thirty soldiers holding blades, under the leadership of three brown-robed elderly men, encircled a severely injured, burly figure.
From the aura they exuded, all three elderly men had reached the Tier 3 Senior Powerhouse level.
As for the other soldiers, they were all Tier 2, obviously having the upper hand.
“Respected City Lord, if you surrender now, perhaps I can leave you a whole corpse, and maybe even bury you in your family’s tomb.” The mocking voice of the leading brown-robed elderly man rang out.
He sneered with murderous intent, “Your personal guards have been nearly wiped out, your loyal Tier 3 Personal Guard Captain has become a corpse, there is no turning back for you now.”
Then, another brown-robed elderly man with a sinister expression continued, “Hehe, dear City Lord, of course, that little brat of yours who tried to escape must be dead by now too.”
“You bunch of bastards! You didn’t even spare a child!”
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the burly figure encircled in the middle trembled slightly from extreme rage.
He looked to be about forty years old, had a thick beard, and held a giant warhammer in his hand.
Although he was battered and bruised, he exuded an aura that was no less threatening than that of any of the elderly men.
Then, the burly middle-aged man held his warhammer horizontally, not intending to surrender.
However, judging from his battered state, it was evident he wouldn’t last long.
“Hmph, futile struggle. Not even the Heavenly King himself can save you today!” In front of him, the leading brown-robed old man snorted coldly, his momentum rising, and looked down upon the man with disdain.
At the same time, the other two brown-robed elderly men also gathered their momentum, their weapons gleaming with cold light, ready to strike.
Just as the three were about to join forces to finish off the burly man in a critical moment.
With a “boom,” the tightly closed door behind them suddenly flew out, together with the doorframe, and landed heavily on the ground. A slender figure appeared at the doorway in the next second.
“Father, I’m here!”
As the dust settled, the figure became clearer, revealing Joceline, the Young Master of the Zelan family.
“Joceline, you’re alive?!”
On the other side, the City Lord surrounded in the middle revealed a surprised and joyful expression, and his aura increased once more.
However, a look of disbelief and astonishment soon spread across his face,
“You… why did you come back?”
The next second, accompanied by a swift wind, eight majestic figures landed in front of Joceline.
These figures were none other than the group led by Leo Ray. Then, formidable auras quickly permeated the bloody air.
“Eight Tier 3 Powerhouses?!”
For a moment, the entire hall fell silent.Without a doubt, from this moment on, the situation in the hall had undoubtedly reversed!
Feeling the formidable aura emanating from their own people, the three brown-robed elders and the others were all dumbfounded on the spot.
The city lord, on the other hand, revealed a face full of ecstasy.
Although he didn’t know what had happened, these formidable powerhouses seemed to be here to help him!
At this moment, the leading brown-robed elder had lost all his previous momentum.
A shock appeared on his thin old face, and he said incredulously, “Who… who are you?”
Another skinny old man, shocked, quickly stepped forward and respectfully said with clenched fists, “No matter how much money that brat promised you, we’ll give you double!”
“Sorry, I don’t really care about money.” Leo Ray, on the other hand, naturally wouldn’t waste time talking with them.
The strength of the three opponents was around Tier 3, Five-Star.
With an additional twenty or thirty Tier 2 soldiers, their side’s eight members would be more than enough to easily take them down.
After all, Serena Clark, Stella Clark, and Linda were all at the peak of Tier 3, Nine-Star, their strength far surpassing ordinary Tier 3 powerhouses.
Abigail was Tier 3, Eight-Star, while Amelia and Scarlett had reached Tier 3, Six-Star.
Armed with Tier 4 weapons for everyone, as well as Leo Ray and Bianca White, they could naturally crush their opponents with ease.
“Go on, don’t hold back.”
Leo Ray gave a slight nod to his subordinates and spoke calmly.
And with that, apart from the ever-present Bianca White,
The other six figures around him immediately transformed into shadows and shot straight towards the opponent’s camp.
In an instant, a series of blood and gore erupted within the enemy’s ranks.
“All of you, come out, don’t hide!”
Seeing their side’s people rushing forward like lightning, the leading brown-robed elder revealed a touch of coldness on his face and roared, “Kill them all!”
The next moment, on the platforms to the left and right of the hall, a large group of Tier 2 archers suddenly appeared, all pulling back their bows and aiming arrows at their own people.
Seeing this, all three brown-robed elders’ faces revealed a chilling, murderous expression as they sneered one after another.
For these Tier 2 archers, at such a close distance, they could accurately lock onto every person in the hall.
Undoubtedly, even Tier 3 powerhouses would be unable to withstand the group attack of dozens of Tier 2 archers!
In the face of fast-shooting archers, turning these powerhouses into porcupines would happen in the blink of an eye.
On the other side, the city lord, covered in wounds, couldn’t help showing concern.
These archers were the elite force carefully cultivated by the elders, all of them expert marksmen. Once targeted by them, the consequences would be unimaginable!
At this moment, it seemed that the situation had once again reversed.
However, before these ferocious-looking archers could take action,
Two burly figures appeared out of thin air on the platform.
It was Taylor and Gideon Black.
In an instant, screams of despair filled the air.
Like two heavy bulldozers, the two terrifying powerhouses of their side instantly knocked all the archers off the platform..
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