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

Hearing this sudden voice, astonished, Baron Yeste, Female Knight Kara, and several surviving squad leaders all looked back in unison.

Undoubtedly, the speaker was a smiling Leo Ray.

“Captain Christopher, telling a joke at this time seems a bit inappropriate, doesn’t it?”

After a moment of hesitation, a bloody-faced tall squad leader, while receiving treatment from a priest, snorted coldly.

The squadron he led was the first to be hit by the Magic Cannon and also the one with the heaviest casualties during the assault on the city.

Out of a full 100-man light cavalry squadron, less than 20 remain.

What made the squad leader even angrier and annoyed was that despite such a heavy price, he and his subordinates hadn’t even come close to approaching the walls of the fortress.

“Captain Christopher, I believe you saw it too, the strength of our opponents, coupled with that Magic Cannon, is just too terrifying.”

Another squad leader with a gentler face, holding onto his charred arm, shook his head and sighed, “Even our fully-equipped thousand-strong team with two Tier 3 Powerhouses and more than a hundred Tier 2 Powerhouses was unable to capture it.”

“Your temporary squadron of remnants is probably not even enough to get stuck in their teeth right now. Let’s not think about meritorious deeds at this moment.”

“Yeah, yeah, my dear His Excellency Team Leader Captain Christopher, what kind of wind did you catch?”

Hearing this, Alexander Montgomery, who was following Leo Ray, was almost scared to pass out, it was only by sheer willpower that he pinched his own philtrum and managed to save himself.

…Captain Christopher, are you serious?”

With a slight furrow of her eyebrows, Female Knight Kara’s delicate face, adorned with long fluttering eyelashes, looked straight at the calm Leo Ray.

this time she didn’t show contempt like she did before. Instead, her face was full of uncertainty.

No doubt, after witnessing the horrific battle just now, anyone who can still speak like this is either an idiot or a powerhouse with enough strength to contend with the fortress.

“Could it be… is this guy really the mysterious force that Yeste spoke of? But to completely conquer that fortress, conservatively speaking, at least five 3-tier, 5-star senior powerhouses would be needed.”

While pondering, Kara unconsciously shook her head, denying her own idea, “No, it’s impossible. At this age, being able to simultaneously receive the protection and loyalty of five senior Tier 3 powerhouses is such a powerful background.”

Even most of the nobles’ children could never achieve it. It seems that this guy is indeed an idiot.”

On the other hand, Baron Yeste’s forehead was once again covered with beads of sweat.

There is no doubt that regardless of Captain Christopher’s intentions for making such an unrealistic claim, the top priority now is to quickly eliminate the rapidly approaching Coldflame Army.

With that in mind, after a brief pause, Baron Yeste walked straight to Leo Ray and said solemnly, “Captain Christopher, I’ll leave the fortress to you for now. Don’t force yourself, just hold off the enemy here and wait for our return.”

“Understood.” Hearing that, Leo Ray replied with a faint smile and a seemingly model gesture.

Nodding to Leo Ray, Baron Yeste shouted to Kara and the other squad leaders as he mounted his horse.After a while, the entire mixed brigade left.

In front of the large fortress, only this temporary middle squad composed of remnants remained, still standing by in place.

At a glance, including Alexander Montgomery, everyone had a dull look on their faces, and their hair fluttered disorderly in the wind.

Without a doubt, if they could take down this fortress, then pigs would be able to fly.

No one noticed that Taylor and Gideon Black, the two “great swordsmen” beside Leo Ray, had already disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, on top of the Coldflame Army fortress where corpses were piled up by the walls.

By a device resembling a muzzleloader with deep grey patterns all over it, two robed elders with withered bodies and ruddy faces were laughing heartily.

Their auras were strong, and as they laughed, even the surrounding air fluctuated slightly, proving that they had already reached Tier 3 prowess.

Surrounding them was a large group of formidable Coldflame Army mages.

Each of their faces revealed a malicious look, showing rampant killing intent.

Not far from them, several female clerics with disheveled hair and ashen faces, unquestionably members of the Saint Night Army, lay collapsed in a corner.

“Old brother, it seems that the enemy’s main force has gone to confront our reinforcements, leaving behind this middle squad that’s not even worth calling rubbish.

How about we make a sortie, kill these crooked melons and split dates, and then encircle them together with the reinforcements to wipe out the enemy completely?”

The shorter elder with a face full of wrinkles revealed a cold smile as he spoke.

“Hmm, you make a good point. However, let me handle that Tier 3 female knight this time,”

The taller elder licked his cracked lips and chuckled, “It’s been a long time since

I’ve encountered such a hot opponent. Tsk tsk, it must be a good feeling.”

“Hehe, your wish is my command, brother.” As he spoke, the short elder’s gaze involuntarily glimpsed at the corner where a few trembling figures were located.

“Gentlemen, this is no way to treat a lady.”

Just as the two were feeling pleased with themselves, a burly figure silently appeared behind them, speaking coldly like frost.

“Who?! How is this possible?!”

The sudden appearance of this figure made both the lewd-faced elders tremble.

However, before they could react, they were each wrapped under the arm of the figure, one on the left and one on the right.

In their panic, they hastily tried to summon their magic power for resistance, but their eyes met the deep pupils hidden under the figure’s glasses, filled with an eerie glow.

Dark Aspects – Gaze of the Abyss Demon.

In an instant, the two elders lost their ability to resist, as if their souls had been taken away.

Crack.

Accompanied by the sounds of two broken necks, two horrified faces landed on the ground.

At the same time, the other malicious mages around the two elders grasped their necks and fell, one after another..