Section 10: Fierce Battle (Part II)

This can be said to be a kind of teasing, or it can be said to be a kind of insult. The Ability's shame, anger and resentment are all normal reactions, and it is best that he is chased and killed by the most trouble-this is of course just Townsend's extravagant hope, the Abilitymaster in front is obviously a big man who can bend and stretch, and there are a lot of flowers.

He must have known that there was no way to escape like this, so he left the trail and went straight up the steep slope!

This can be regarded as giving full play to his own strengths, on the steep slope, the ability master's light spirit body method is very advantageous, and the toes of the dragonfly begin to play drifting - Townsend in the back did not say a word and took off the armor, he held an ice hoe in each hand, and climbed the steep slope with both hands and feet, but the speed dropped greatly, and he often fell on his heels.

Fortunately, the Abilitymaster's Light Spirit Body Technique can only be used occasionally, otherwise it is really possible for him to slip away.

In this tense and exciting pursuit process, the two moved away from the smuggling trail and got farther and farther away. When the two came back to their senses, they couldn't find their way back, and the snowflakes had already covered up the footprints and other traces...... What's even more unexpected is that the two jumped off the rock wall more than ten meters high and found that there was no way ahead, and everyone stood on a cliff with a circle of more than 20 meters, staring at each other with big eyes.

"I want your life!" The Anomalist was desperate, and simply broke the jar and broke it: "You!"

He viciously grabbed two handfuls of the anomalous powder and sprinkled them in the air, then bared his teeth and rushed over - in Townsend's vision, countless short threads of cotton silk appeared around him, some of which swirled around the anomaly's body and gradually disintegrated into air currents to support his body, and the other part surged towards Townsend and began a new combination of variations.

The ability came at the right time. Without thinking about it, Townsend reached out and grabbed a few strands of cotton silk in the palm of his hand, and before the opponent's ability could be activated, the enhanced version of the roar was already out of his hand!

The roar exploded at the feet of the Anomalous Master, and in the loud bang, the snow and ice flew together, and the Adeptist fell backwards with a scream, crushing something with a "pop", and then the shattering sound spread, and it instantly reached Townsend's feet.

"It's an ice cave!" said Townsend smiled wryly, and then fell down with a large block of ice.

At the same time, not far away, the Anomalous Master also fell. However, Townsend couldn't see anything, the whole person was thrown around, and the screams of the anomalist were heard in his ears all the time, and the darkness was very infiltrating.

"Bang" Townsend finally stopped, fortunately, it didn't hurt very much, his hands and feet were there.

Pulling his head out of the snowdrift, Townsend felt the world spin, and it took a long time for his eyes to adjust to the light around him. After shaking for half a circle, he regained his footing, only to find himself falling into an oval ice cave with light streaming through the surrounding ice walls, which did not seem to be too thick.

Townsend was studying the environment when there was a sound behind him, and the Adeptist seemed to stand up as well, and began to curse him: "I-I'm a junior Anomalist recognized by the Anomalous Masters Guild, how can I be defeated at the hands of a like you!"

Townsend smiled coldly and decided to clear the trouble first. So he turned around and calmly looked at his opponent who was bleeding from his head.

"Cheap bastard, let me put an end to your miserable life. "The Anomalist fell badly, and his bruised and swollen face looked weird. He raised his hand and sprinkled the rest of his ability powder, and the amount of cotton wool was immediately filled in the ice cave - Townsend sneered in disdain, reached out and pinched two of them, took a pinch to change form, and then tapped his fingers lightly, aiming at the anomatrier's left arm.

Growl!

The Anomalist screamed, and the leather armor on his left shoulder burst, blurring the flesh underneath, revealing a little bone stubble - his left hand was broken!

"You're actually, actually a miracle master?" he half-knelt on the ground, and after a moment of surprise, there was a kind of joy on his face that saw life: "Honor, I am also a guild ability master!"

Then, he took out a badge with his right hand and held it high: "Honorable Driver, please see, I am really a miracle master-ah, this badge belongs to a senior apprentice, but it is only a small detail, you believe me, I swear that I am really a guild person!"

"Oh," Townsend pinched a little more in his palm before the cotton-wool ability was gone, "Luckily." ”

Growl!

The right hand holding the badge exploded off his shoulder, flew around a few times and then fell on the ice, the Apprentice Badge clanging to Townsend's feet, stained with blood. Townsend gently lifted the badge with his toes and took a step forward—unlike the rush he had when he assassinated the Psychic Chick, and the blind optimism of the later professor Vahu, he had become calm and confident in the face of the anomaly.

The Anomalous Master rolled on the ice, screaming high and sharp to fight the beast, but even in this situation, he still didn't let the pain take away his senses, and he knew that the priority was to stop Townsend from killing him: "I'm a guild man! You can't kill me!"

"Can't kill you?" Townsend showed a genuine nonchalance: "Why?"

"It's written in the guild rules! Apprentices can't kill each other, otherwise they will be punished severely!" The master shouted: "I know it's wrong, I offended you, but I can pay for my mistakes - I'll give you all this year's guild allowance, the family worship will also be given to you, and the three-year share will be all given to you - you bypass me! I don't know you're a paranormal master! bypass me!"

"It's an interesting rule. Townsend replied calmly: "When I join the Miracle Master Guild, I will definitely abide by it." ”

"Y-you're not?" the bloodied Anomalous Master petrified on the spot.

"That's right. Townsend calmly spread out his palm, and a crystal clear star slowly rotated: "Kill you, I'll apply-"

"In the name of the Lord of Abilities, I curse you! You will be slain by the most vicious of powers, and you will endure forever—ah!" Before the curse was finished, the Miracle Master's left leg was broken at the root, and there was not much blood in the wound, but in fact, the blood in his body was almost dry, and his life was completely supported by fear and resentment.

If he had had a clear sense of judgment, he should have found that Townsend was using the same ability as he was best at, and the wound on his thigh was exactly the same as the snow beasts before.

Townsend, learned the second ability. Although he didn't know the name or essence of the ability, he just used the power he awakened to simulate the trajectory of the other person's ability at that time...... But as a stealing scholar, the effect is the main thing.

"My mentor...... No...... Put...... Pass...... You ......"

With a bang, the back of the Adeptist's head hit the ice wall, and the blade-like power entered and pierced the skull from the face, and even opened a hole more than half a meter deep in the ice wall!

"You're talking too much nonsense. Townsend withdrew his hand, then squinted his eyes, pondering the sensation of using the ability just now. After a long time, he let out a long breath and crouched down to spy on the anomalist - this guy was too dead to die, of course, but he definitely had what he needed.

Two scrolls, a notebook, and a large stack of cash redemption notes. There is also a pair of ability gloves, a dagger, three packs of unopened ability powder, a group of strangely shaped statues, and more than a dozen bottles and cans...... The other portraits didn't mean anything to Townsend.