A rare magical miracle in the world

Yet to insiders, especially Uncle, such wasteful use of Miracle Power was simply a crime against nature.

Uncle: "With a Heroic Level Liberation state, they’ve fought a Transcendent battle, these two unlucky kids."

"But I guess I lost, didn’t I?"

"Given your vitality, Sheila, even if I had slashed your neck, you should be able to recover, just at the cost of some Miracle Power."

Although that was the case, Miracle Power couldn’t possibly inflict fatal damage when kin fought against each other.

Nors and Sheila completely withdrew their Miracle Power and both exited the Hero Liberation state.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle."

Steam billowed out from Nors’s body as the young man stood shirtless, showcasing his well-built and lean figure, when suddenly, a fairy flew over to hand Nors his coat.

"Thanks, little guy."

"We can’t count it like that, if we stop at the point of contact, then I lost."

Sheila’s form changed, being more about energy shaping, and wouldn’t burst her top like Nors did.

"If my neck was slashed, I would temporarily lose the ability to fight, and if there were soldiers around to suppress me with firepower, no matter how strong my recovery, I would be overwhelmed," she said.

Battles involving Miracle Powers were unlikely to be one-on-one duels; there would always be soldiers involved.

In clashes between heroes, whoever shows signs of weakening first could easily cause the collapse of their entire army.

The difference of a hair’s breadth could lead to the loss of a thousand miles. A tie was acceptable, but the worst fear is for the general to be injured, with their soldiers rushing to help in panic, throwing off the rhythm.

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"Let’s call it a draw, then."

"Okay."

Sheila dispelled the Miracle Power, revealing her true outfit—a black and white maid’s uniform.

Sheila now served as Bailuo’s personal maid and bodyguard.

In all of Yatun, discounting the Miracle Entities themselves, there were no more than ten individuals who had Miracle Power at the Heroic Level.

And among those who had achieved Hero Liberation, there were the Dreamscape Maiden · Sheila, Son of the Red Dragon · Nors, White Serpent Priestess · Jiera, East-Conquering Angel · Alaya, Daughter of Nature · Lu Anya, and Nature’s Fury · Andrew.

Beyond them, there was Uncle, who had later emerged and inexplicably broke through the limits.

Not long ago, Uncle had proactively sought out Lyon to study the Power of Cataclysm and Avarice, and from him, he received an extremely substantial Grace from the Miracle.

The Power of Greedy World and Calamity Ashes was ultimately not something ordinary people could withstand.

Even Bailuo was forced to stay in his office, daring not to leave casually for nearly a week.

Fortunately, Uncle’s willpower was astonishing, and even Bailuo and his elder sister couldn’t compare to him.

If it weren’t for the Miracle curse, Bailuo believed that Uncle’s true suitability for the Miracle would be incredibly surprising.

Indeed, although Uncle couldn’t receive the Miracle, there was no conflict for him with these Miracle Powers.

The previous incident with the Dragon Crown Vermilion Halberd was purely accidental.

Uncle was older and hadn’t been strengthened before, so when he initially touched the fiercely violent Dragon Crown Vermilion Halberd, he naturally couldn’t bear it.

But over the course of several months, Uncle continuously practiced the Fighting Saint Method.

Miracle Power is not related to one’s age; even the elderly have the same potential as younger people!

Lyon could not grant wisdom to a person; he could only give them energy.

As for skills, Secret Skills, and Secret Techniques, the Child of Miracle had to research them independently.

But who was Uncle? Did he need skills, Secret Skills, and Secret Techniques bestowed by others?

What the heck were Secret Techniques?

’This is called a Secret Technique? Isn’t this common sense?’

Such disdain, such disregard for the mere Miracle Power.

But he was Uncle, and he had the right to say such things.

This man, after all, was talented enough to make the Miracle Entities like his elder sister, Lilith, Sherri, and Lyon bow their heads in respect.

Uncle’s talent was indeed too staggering.

And because of him, his elder sister and Lyon received a substantial amount of information elements.

Due to the relationship between the Miracle Entities and the Children of Miracles, as soon as Uncle learned and created a move, they would instantly grasp it.

So whenever their strength inexplicably increased, they knew Uncle had found something new yet again!

"No wonder, back then, so many countries wanted Uncle," Bailuo mused when he learned about it, "Isn’t this too powerful?"

Uncle: "I am but a heartless wholesale machine for Miracle elements."

In just two months’ time, Uncle’s Fighting Saint Method broke through time and again, finally reaching the threshold of Hero Liberation.

But the result...

Instant breakthrough!

Yes, without the slightest bottleneck, it just naturally happened.

For this man, who mastered dozens of Secret Techniques, Heroic Level was no big deal.

If he had more time, he might even invent hundreds of Secret Techniques.

And Hero Liberation, was it difficult?

Almost in an instant, Uncle successfully stepped into The Hero’s Domain.

For this reason, Uncle was granted the Lionheart King’s Blood Sword and the Obrang Saint Shield by Bailuo, and he began a three-day retreat to break through to an even higher level.

"Whew~~~"

Deep within Avalon Castle, in the Secret Realm, the elder sister was in seclusion when suddenly, she opened her eyes, "This sensation, could it be..."

"Unbelievable!"

Lilith turned into a Fairy form and quickly flew out from the Treant Illusion Forest, crashing into Avalon Sacred Lake.

"Radish, what’s wrong with you, Radish?"

The dwelling where Uncle lived housed a not-so-tall Pegasus, which suddenly lifted its head.

"Neigh~~"

It seemed to sense something and, with a flutter of its mighty wings, forcefully shattered the luxurious stable and rushed out.

"Radish, where are you going?"

Inya, who had been feeding Radish, was baffled by its sudden tantrum: "If you don’t like carrots, I’ll change them. Why the sudden run? What’s going on?"