Chapter 482: Chapter 218: The Gap in Dimensions (Vote for Monthly Ticket)_2

Under the conflict of priorities, the protection of Elsa by the Miracle Power naturally held the highest Level.

“…”

Looking at the confused Elsa, the old man smiled kindly and said, “Have you never encountered such a situation before, and now your mind is blank, not knowing what to do?”

“How should I re-establish the connection, and how can I tell the Miracle Power inside not to be deceived by me.”

Actually, Elsa didn’t even understand how the old man had deceived the Crystal Replication and the Miracle Power within it.

“Alright, the lesson is over. As for the tuition fee, this old man won’t be taking it.”

General Winter’s voice came from behind, and Elsa quickly realized something was amiss. But before she could turn around, the woman’s body shattered like crystal.

“Next, who will it be? Today this old man is in a good mood. Those who want to take lessons, remember to line up.”

“You old bastard, how dare you!!”

Elsa’s Blood Moon Hunter form was slain by General Winter, leaving Nors bewildered.

Because Elsa was in the state of Liberation as the Snow Queen, she should have reverted to her normal state upon defeat.

‘Why?!’

“It’s no big deal, I just slashed her twice,” said General Winter: “One slash when she was in her hero form, another after Liberation failed.”

“No need to be surprised.”

General Winter said, “It’s not difficult, just a matter of being accustomed.”

“Damn it!”

How could Nors tolerate such provocation? He picked up the two pistols in his hands, not caring that he only possessed Extraordinary Level combat power, and charged straight at General Winter.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

“Your marksmanship is not bad. Saros did train you well.”

General Winter did not use any powerful force but casually caught all of Nors’s fatal moves: “The problem is that you’re too one-tracked, focusing only on marksmanship. It’s equivalent to not practicing at all. You should try other techniques; they would certainly be more formidable than just marksmanship.”

“Nonsense!!”

Jack of all trades, master of none; such a principle was something Nors was well aware of.

“You understand me better than I understand myself? Ridiculous!”

Nors merged the two daggers in his hands, swinging the double-headed Long Spear, waiting for the right moment to attack General Winter.

“Lesson is over, whether you listen or not is up to you.”

General Winter gave a slight smile, unconcerned: “Farewell, young man. It’s a pity, I won’t see the day you make a name for yourself.”

“What?”

Nors didn’t understand, but clearly, General Winter wasn’t about to answer him.

“Whoosh!”

The flash of the blade shimmered, and Nors’s figure immediately turned pitch black, then, like a clay statue, it collapsed with a boom, leaving only black residue on the ground.

‘Chance!’

Abadun had seen the signal Nors gave him earlier.

[Extraordinary: Indomitable Will]

“Boom!”

“Oh?”

General Winter had thought Nors was just recklessly charging, but suddenly, a sense of alertness rose in his heart.

The old man swung his blade, blocking the punch that came from the darkness. For the first time, Lixue Shanxianzhai frowned and said, “Yatun, you truly have a wealth of talent.”

“Bang! Bang!”

Abadun didn’t speak. He launched several moves in quick succession; this was the opportunity Nors had created for him.

[Extraordinary: Swift Advance]

The burly man bent down, and as the force from Indomitable Will dissipated, he immediately changed his move.

Abadun’s fists thundered out, the blood-red light seemingly set on forcibly enveloping General Winter.

“Not bad.”

General Winter cut with his blade, missing as Abadun left an afterimage in place, with his real body already behind General Winter.

[Extraordinary: Glory in Defeat]

One punch, carrying more power than either Indomitable Will or Silent Contempt, because it was a technique that would hurt the enemy a thousand and self-harm eight hundred.

“Boom!!”

The distant ground shattered and cracked as General Winter tilted his head. He didn’t even move to dodge Abadun’s severely taxing attack but evaded it by the slightest margin, almost as if he was playing a game of limits with Abadun.

“These moves are quite interesting, do you have more?”

“Hm?”

While speaking, General Winter found his legs and arms bound by golden chains.

[Extraordinary: Heavenly Restraint]

[Extraordinary: Covenant of Blood Oath]

Abadun pressed his index and middle fingers together. The red light quickly flickered between his fingers, so fast that even heroes couldn’t dodge once targeted—they could only take the hit head-on.

“You have some good ideas, unfortunately, you’re still too young.”

General Winter didn’t try to dodge, nor did he take the hit.

“It’s gone?”

Abadun raised his hand, and, just like Elsa, he also felt the gap between himself and General Winter.

“Without Silent Contempt, Indomitable Will, Glory in Defeat, Measure of Life and Death, Swift Advance, Wind that Mourns the Soul, Awe and Reverence, Covenant of Blood Oath, Heavenly Restraint.”

General Winter listed Abadun’s Extraordinary techniques that he knew, one by one: “These techniques, appeared thousands of years ago.”

Of course, Abadun wouldn’t shout out the names of his techniques during the fight, but General Winter’s vision was so terrifying that at a glance, he discerned the names of the techniques used.

“I remember, they are called the Knight’s Eight Methods, right?”

General Winter said, “Unexpectedly, I would encounter these legendary techniques here.”

“Oh, pay no mind to why your Covenant of Blood Oath vanished.”

General Winter said, “Such a simple technique. After seeing it once, it’s too easy to make it malfunction.”

[Secret Technique: Eight Combat Gods]

Abadun suddenly made his move. It was the Secret Technique that gathered all of the Miracle Power in his body, combining eight Extraordinary combat skills into one ultimate attack.

At that moment, it was as if there were eight colossal Knight statues, transcending the ordinary, looking down upon General Winter as gods, completely sealing him in.