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

“Could it be an ancient human warrior? Does that mean they are a cross-epoch warrior?”

Hearing this, the expressions of the surrounding Winged warriors also showed a hint of surprise, and they all looked towards where Fei’er was standing.

As is well-known, after experiencing that mysterious and unpredictable Era of Blankness, this land underwent earth-shaking changes.

The Ten Thousand Clans, which once possessed a glorious civilization, were all mysteriously devastated, with some even vanishing in the rolling tide of time, disappearing forever without a trace.

When the survivors of the Ten Thousand Clans climbed up blankly from the ruins, they discovered something that shocked and despaired them.

No matter how they prayed or sacrificed, the deities that once favored the Ten Thousand Clans never responded again, and not a single new Chosen Son of God appeared.

For some reason, the deities who once taught the Ten Thousand Clans everything no longer favored this land.

As a result of this, and the inexplicable memory loss among the survivors of the Ten Thousand Clans, their power plunged dramatically, unable to match the splendor of the Silver Moon Era.

Yet it was precisely because of these survivors that the bloodlines of the Ten Thousand Clans continued, and magic and martial techniques were passed down. Therefore, the status of these survivors was far from comparable to ordinary tribesmen, and their strength far exceeded that of other clansmen.

Among them, those Chosen Sons of God who could still wield the Power of Divine Grace were especially the pinnacle of power among the Ten Thousand Clans, playing an extremely important role in the development of the clans after the Era of Blankness.

However, no matter how powerful and wise the warriors, they ultimately cannot resist aging and decay.

As time passed, these survivors gradually passed away. Until today, in the Three Thousand Years of the Starry Era, only those with the longest lifespans, such as the elves and Winged, have a small number of such survivors remaining among the first-class forces.

These survivors are all the top combat power within their respective forces, their strength incomparable to ordinary tribesmen, hence they are also honored as cross-epoch warriors.

Therefore, when Fei’er, in the tone of an ancient human warrior, spoke those words just now, the shock in the hearts of Noth and others was imaginable.

As Winged, they naturally knew clearly that the cross-epoch warriors who can still stand strong today have strength that is terrifying, and every one of them is at a level of an old monster, as seen plainly.

The most crucial point is that the ancient human tribe also stood at the peak of the Ten Thousand Clans during the Silver Moon Era, with foundations comparable to peak forces like the elves and Winged.

This means that the cross-epoch warriors of the ancient human tribe are absolutely formidable!

“The Emperor of the Human Race still has a cross-epoch warrior under his command?”

Hearing this, the warriors from other second-tier forces were also full of astonishment.

It’s known that the cross-epoch warriors within their tribes have long passed away, such as the Ancestor of the Moon Shadow Deer People, although there were strong demigods among them, but after that, there were no successors.

In their shock, everyone turned their respectful gaze towards Leo Ray.

No matter what, since the Emperor of the Human Race still has an ancient human warrior under his command, it undoubtedly adds a glimmer of hope for our side’s victory.

“Your Excellency Noth, since that human ant can control the Land of Divine Favor, it indicates that he might have an ancient human cross-epoch warrior assisting him; there’s no need to be so surprised, right?”

Just as the atmosphere on our side rose again, the Broken Wing King couldn’t help but remind.

Just like the Broken Wing King said, the Land of Divine Favor is theoretically only controllable by the Chosen Sons of God, which is a well-known fact.

But according to Noth’s understanding, the Shadow Market is an exception, where the administrator doesn’t seem to be a cross-epoch warrior from the Era of Blankness.

Therefore, Noth believed that Leo Ray must have found some similar method like the Shadow Market to control it.

After all, even the cross-epoch warriors from long-lived forces like the Winged and elves are constantly dwindling, and their numbers are already quite limited, not to mention the mere humans?

“After all, it’s just a half-step Tier 7 level, so what if they are cross-epoch warriors?”

After hearing the Broken Wing King’s reminder, Noth quickly calmed down again and grinned at Leo Ray, “No wonder a mere Emperor of the Human Race is so unscrupulous, making it this far, it’s because of the backing from ancient human warriors.”

“You’re wrong. It is precisely because of His Majesty’s journey forward that the human race can see a glimmer of hope, which even we ancient human warriors couldn’t achieve!”

Fei’er snorted coldly, just about to attack Noth. However, under the latter’s command, two other Winged warriors soon blocked her path.

For a while, Fei’er and the two fierce Winged warriors were locked in an intense battle, with no definite outcome.

But it was clear that even when facing two extremely powerful Winged warriors, Fei’er still held her ground, even pressuring them.

“Indeed, cross-epoch warriors are capable, but unfortunately, you are merely humans. Your struggles are futile!”

As Noth’s sinister voice fell, the last four Winged warriors had already broken through the Golem Puppet in front of us, charging fiercely with grim faces.

At this moment, Moli and Bruce each fought an opponent, Leo Ray faced the most formidable Noth, Fei’er severely wounded one and was dealing with two enemies, while Sheila was still battling Alchemy Puppets. The remaining four enemies seemed to roam freely, spreading malevolence wildly.