A rare magical miracle in the world

"This..."

Asura's temperament was much more violent than Lyon's, ordinarily if someone dared to speak to him in such a manner, Asura would have surely chopped them down without hesitation.

However, since The Lu Wei Family had just arrived, Asura didn't want to be too confrontational, especially since Lyon was considered his senior.

"Step back, Asura."

"Yes!"

When Bailuo spoke, Asura naturally wouldn't hesitate and immediately gave up his position to Lyon and General Winter.

"Your Majesty."

Lyon, "Please allow me to kill this man as the price for his offense against you!"

Suppressing the anger within him, the Mad King of Greedy World knew he couldn't act rashly with Bailuo present, if Bailuo didn't want to kill General Winter, and Lyon took action, he might instead face Bailuo's punishment.

"Him, I cannot let go."

Bailuo's intentions were quite clear to Lyon, and he needed no further question, "The battle is not yet over, you are the commander, Lyon."

This statement undeniably clarified everything.

"I shall follow your command."

Lyon turned around, his eyes of different colors, and above his head, the massive Blood Moon suddenly expanded, casting a chill into the hearts of all beneath it.

"Are you the Miracle Entity of that foolish faction?"

General Winter was not intimidated by Lyon. The old man was very calm, as if the Miracle Entity he was about to face was not him: "Quite young, aren't you, Miracle Person?"

"Old man!"

Lyon was truly angered, he didn't wish to waste words with the old man: "Are you ready to die?"

"Actually, I wanted to fight with the Master."

General Winter spoke with resignation, but Bailuo chose to ignore him, and not speaking was refusal!

"Roar~~"

The surging Miracle Power, blood-red in hue, burst forth. The battle in the Ancient City had progressed to this point, and Lyon was showing his power for the first time, indicating just how thoroughly he had been enraged: "Old guy, you're really not taking me seriously, are you!"

"How dare I not take you seriously, noble Miracle Your Highness!"

Facing the gaze of the Miracle Entity, General Winter felt as though he were being targeted by a terrifying beast with no escape.

Those transcendent skills displayed before the People of Yatun, when faced with the Miracle Entity representing infinite and unlimited, were all nothing but decorations.

"Useless, huh?"

All of General Winter's attacks, Lyon didn't even try to dodge; he chose to take them head-on.

But facing the Miracle Entity's terrifying resistance and immunity ability, General Winter's moves unsurprisingly all turned out to be ineffective.

"Don't play these little tricks with me!"

Lyon disregarded all of General Winter's techniques, the dominant suppression was something that could not be compensated for by any skill.

No matter how General Winter tried to manipulate, he could never fool Lyon's Miracle Power.

"I..."

Lyon was not merely controlling the Miracle Power: "I am the Miracle!"

"Roar~~"

The blood energy formed a huge wolf's head that bit towards General Winter's shoulder.

"Hmm!!"

The immense pain, accompanied by the constant infusion of Greedy World Power, made General Winter experience an unimaginable shock and fear.

"Swoosh!"

The old man did not hesitate, picked up the broken katana, and cut off his entire arm along with his shoulder.

However, it was futile!

"Pfft!"

Before General Winter could react, a hand pierced through his abdomen and then scooped out, with a massive amount of intestines spurting out amidst the exploding blood.

Lyon's movements could not be described as fast or slow, they seemed simply inevitable.

"!!!"

General Winter gasped for air, forcefully enduring the intense pain that was enough to knock a person unconscious.

Unfortunately, he did not choose to faint.

Those stronger than heroes do not get knocked out by external forces unless General Winter chose to sleep himself; however, in the current situation, General Winter could only choose to bear the pain.

"Hiss~~ha~~"

General Winter trembled and slowly backed away, but Lyon did not continue to pursue; instead, he looked down at the old man: "Pathetic! Is this all the skill you have?"

Lyon thought General Winter would be incredible, even Bailuo had praised him, but after a brief encounter, he was easily crushed by Lyon, not even as good as Tulip.

"Where is your King's Awakening, use it."

Defeating the mere Master Level General Winter, Lyon couldn't feel any pleasure; only frustration.

"King's Awakening..."

General Winter wanted to heal his wounds, but a large amount of the violent Greedy World Power remained in his body, obstructing his body's regeneration and like a knife twist, continuously eroding both his body and spirit.

"I... do not have any King's Awakening."

"..."

General Winter's words were somewhat unexpected for Lyon.

"So you are not even a King?!"

Lyon felt insulted: "Just a Master, where did you get the courage to assassinate my King, ridiculous, utterly ridiculous."

"With Miracle's personal presence, even though I am the Child of Miracle, in front of you, I am no different from a mortal."

"That's why I never thought of defeating you," General Winter said, "nor did I think about resisting you, not even for a moment."

"But I, lacking in talent," General Winter revealed a smile, "still wish to teach a lesson to His Highness of Miracle."

"Hm?!"

Lyon's calm face suddenly changed, and he fiercely clutched his chest: "You! You bastard!!"

"Crack."

Chains!

The four chains that sealed his power, one was broken.

"Old man, you, you are seeking death."

Lyon's eyes turned blood red, Miracle Power surged out from his body tenfold than before, but his consciousness became increasingly muddled.

The Greedy World Power needed rage, a calm Lyon couldn't exert even one ten-thousandth of his power.

But now, General Winter had unleashed the demon within Lyon's heart.

This was simply, courting death!

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Facing the rampaging Lyon, General Winter did not resist.

He let go of the katana, and the old man slowly spread his arms, crisply choosing to embrace the arrival of death.