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

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: In Kong Qjng Town_l

Translator: 549690339

Looking at the four members of the Blood Scorpion Mercenary Corps lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing, the onlookers gaped in shock. It took them a while to recover.

“What on earth just happened? Can any expert explain it?”

“I don’t know. All I saw was that muscular priest guy walked over there, and then the Blood Scorpions fell down. Could it be… a mental attack?”

“Praise nature, with my power as a Tier 2 Four-Star Druid, I didn’t notice anything. It shouldn’t be a mental attack.”

“So, it’s Master Atlas Serrano, one of the top three healers in Cyan Town. It seems that the muscular priest didn’t do anything, and it’s just these outsiders’ luck! ”

On the other side, Gideon Black smiled and returned to Leo Ray, deliberately raising his voice, “My Lord, before I could even negotiate with them, they all fell unconscious. It seems like they might have been food-poisoned.” Hearing this, the onlookers showed sudden realization.

“I see, it’s food poisoning! What does Master Atlas Serrano think?”

“With a bluish-purple complexion, full-body convulsions, lifeless eyes, and foaming at the mouth, it does fit the symptoms of food poisoning. I suspect they have consumed a poisoned demon beast that has not been properly handled.”

“I remember now, at lunch today, I did see these Blood Scorpions at the tavern ordering a large plate of roasted Green-plumed Poison Vulture!”

“I knew it! If it was a mental attack, it would need at least a Tier 3 Magic Powerhouse. You must know that the total number of Tier 3 Powerhouses in our entire Cyan Town can be counted on two hands.”

“Yeah, these Tier 3 Powerhouses are all well-known figures in Cyan Town. How could they be randomly encountered by these unknown outsiders?”

“For the love of God, food poisoning.”

Hearing this, Leo Ray couldn’t help but show a wry smile, “It seems that these people would rather believe it’s food poisoning than believe that their own team could have a Tier 3 Powerhouse.”

No wonder they think this way — from their conversations, it’s obvious that Tier 3 powerhouses are highly respected here.

“I wonder what kind of interesting expressions these people will make when our true strength is revealed?”

With a slight curl of his lips, Leo Ray continued to ponder.

“Anyway, our top priority now is to quickly investigate the overall power level and distribution of forces in Cyan Town.

So far, I can infer from what others have said that there should be fewer than 10 permanent Tier 3 Powerhouses here. I wonder if there are any Tier 4 or higher Powerhouses?”

Having made up his mind, Leo Ray looked around at the still somewhat chaotic crowd and didn’t bother with Hannah Shawn, whom he had just saved. Instead, he turned to his four subordinates and said, “Alright, let’s go into the

town.”

Thus, as they smoothly entered the town and stepped onto the neatly paved stone roads, Leo Ray discovered that it was even more prosperous than he had imagined.

At a glance, the long street was bustling with a lively crowd.

Both sides were filled with all sorts of shops and stalls, extremely distinctive, and very eye-catching.

For a moment, the sounds of local vendors hawking their wares, merchants bargaining, the rumbling of carriage wheels, and workers loading and unloading goods filled the air, creating a vivid and bustling marketplace scene.

However, while curiously looking around, Leo Ray hadn’t forgotten to gather information.

“Taylor, what are the results of your sensing?”ln the bustling market, while looking at a stall selling all kinds of wooden crafts, Leo Ray asked.

“My Lord, currently we can confirm the presence of 7 Tier 3 Powerhouses. Their auras are scattered throughout the city.

The strongest one is in the city center, and their strength has already reached the Tier 3 Peak.

However, due to the dense population here and the chaotic aura, we cannot rule out the presence of Tier 4 or higher powerhouses who have concealed their auras like us.”

On the other side, Taylor, who was half a body taller than the crowd, respectfully answered.

“Very well, continue to sense and report any new discoveries to me at any time.”

Nodding slightly, Leo Ray turned to Serena and Stella.

Their excited faces were obvious as they looked around, wishing they could spend 20 minutes at each stall to be satisfied.

“As expected, no matter which world, shopping is a woman’s nature.”

Leo Ray smiled helplessly and said to the twins, “Serena and Stella, if there are

Tier 4 Powerhouses in the city, can they detect your true strength?”

“My Lord, concealing our auras is our forte. Unless the opponent is a Tier 4 Peak Powerhouse on the verge of entering Tier 5.

Otherwise, ordinary Tier 4 powerhouses can’t detect us.” Serena hurriedly collected her wandering gaze and replied with a serious salute.

“Gideon, what about you?” Leo Ray patted Serena on the head and finally turned to the muscular priest.

“Please rest assured, Lord. Although my aura is quite special,

only an experienced Tier 5 Powerhouse like Senior Taylor has the potential to detect it.” Gideon answered with a graceful smile.

“Understood, then let’s move on to the next step.”

Feeling the cold aura of the Space Bracelet on his wrist and sensing the presence of thousands of valuable Tier 3 equipment inside, Leo Ray grinned, “Let’s find a place to exchange the Silver Dragon first.”

After turning the corner and walking a bit further, the group of five people stopped in front of a store called ‘Sanders’ Trading Conference.’

This storefront was extremely eye-catching along the entire commercial street, almost ten times the size of ordinary shops nearby. It is more appropriate to call it a shopping mall rather than a store.

Most importantly, it can be seen from the scope of business posted on the glass window next to the entrance that they not only sell all kinds of rare and valuable items, but also offer recycling services.

So, after observing for a moment in front of the grand entrance of the trading conference,

Leo Ray’s party of five entered the building under the watchful eyes of four Tier 1 Peak guards at the door.

As they entered, an atmosphere of extravagant grandeur came over them. In the lavishly decorated spacious hall, the first thing that caught their eye was a service counter-

A few elegantly dressed young women stood neatly, all with smiles on their faces, displaying a high level of professionalism.

Moreover, the black-and-white dresses they wore somehow made Leo Ray feel a sense of déjå vu.

“Why do I feel like I’ve walked into a high-end maid café?”

Shaking his head helplessly, Leo Ray composed himself and led his subordinates to the service counter of the trading conference..