A rare magical miracle in the world

"Huh? What's going on?"

Mei Xiang had been poised to continue the pursuit, but the environment suddenly changed around her. Looking at the Thorn Army before her, she realized she had left the Misty Ancient City.

"General Mei Xiang."

"Sister Mei Xiang."

"Are you alright?"

Mei Xiang ignored the inquiries of the Fragrant Fairy and Knights of Flowers, her expression one of concern as she looked back at the ancient city, "This is bad, that woman isn't the mastermind behind this operation."

"What?"

The crowd was perplexed, not understanding Mei Xiang's abrupt comment.

"Stronger than a Master, that would be a King," Mei Xiang muttered to herself, "Or perhaps, a Legendary Warrior?"

Whichever it was, she knew she had to inform General Winter.

If there truly was a Legendary Level invader in Thistle Province, this was a terror attack of international proportions.

"They are conducting experiments."

"Teacher?"

General Winter had appeared behind Mei Xiang at some point, and the woman quickly spoke up, "You mentioned experiments? Right, that woman did say something similar."

"Indeed."

General Winter's expression was calm; he had his own plans and preparations, "It's about time, if my calculations are correct, the fog should be clearing."

[New heroes are no match for old ones without Secret Techniques; they can't compete with the opposition.]

[A Master Level can deploy Domain Techniques, very cunning; Heroic Level can't oppose them and will be easily crushed.]

[A Master's vitality far exceeds that of a Hero; without stronger troops in battle, Master versus Master could end in a stalemate lasting days and nights.]

[...]

Bailuo held a small booklet in his hands, filled with important intelligence gathered from the battle at the ancient city.

Most of it came from Hailbo and Alaya, who hadn't forgotten to record information for Bailuo even during combat.

Others, like Nors, Jiera, Elsa, and Diana, were mostly engulfed in the battle, fighting against the Master Level Xia Yan.

Of course, they were no match for Xia Yan.

The only formidable force the People of Yatun could boast of in this battle was Alaya alone.

The rest were mostly there to experience the miracle of battle.

However, to Bailuo's surprise, Elsa managed to hold off Xia Yan by herself.

Elsa's "Crystal Replication," though merely a Secret Technique, granted her a plethora of one-off Domain Techniques under the indulgence of the Miracle Entity.

"By the way, how many Domain Techniques did Feiya, Lilith, and Sherri end up giving to that girl Elsa?"

Through Crystal Replication, Elsa sealed all the Domain Techniques given by the Miracle Entities within the Crystal Replication.

These Domain Techniques wouldn't harm Elsa; they were like bombs.

Moreover, coming from the Miracle Entity, the Domain Techniques were of such purity that even Xia Yan was forced to dodge haphazardly, looking quite pathetic.

"If such power were unleashed in reality," Bailuo said, "even a hundred ancient cities would be leveled by her."

"However..."

Bailuo contacted Lyon, "Stop playing around, get serious, it's time for you to end this game."

"Are they done yet?"
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Within a foggy dreamscape, Lyon, who was currently clashing with Tulip, heard Bailuo's voice and nodded slightly, "Lyon, at your command!"

"A chance!"

Distracted, Lyon gave Tulip a rare opportunity, which she quickly seized, aiming her sword at his neck.

"What?"

Tulip stared in astonishment at the figure before her, seeing Lyon placing his index finger and middle finger together, effortlessly trapping her sword between them.

The sword stopped just in front of Lyon's neck, unable to advance even an inch.

How could mere fingers possess such strength?!

"Impossible!"

Tulip made a split-second decision; she let go of her sword and, filled with panic, retreated to maintain a distance from Lyon, "What are you exactly? Just with two fingers, how did you do it?"

"Phew."

Lyon casually tossed the Four Seasons Flower Sword trapped between his fingers back at Tulip, then stood with his hands behind his back.

"The game is over."

Lyon's gaze changed, no longer playful; he was ready to personally take action, "From now on, there's only one enemy left for you."

"Me!!"