As everyone knows, mages who wield giant swords have a certain characteristic.

High attack, high defense, slow attack speed.

Even when facing speed-type mages, they might not be able to hit the opponent, but the opponent definitely can’t break their defense.

As a mage wielding a giant sword, Winter put a lot of effort into his magic puppet’s armor and weapons.

The weight of that sword alone exceeds a thousand pounds, able to destroy everything it encounters.

And the armor itself weighs several hundred pounds.

Attack and defense combined, who can rival?!

Watching the mysterious sorcerer in front of him being pushed back step by step, Winter patted Crisis on the shoulder and smiled gently, "Don’t worry, with me here, no one can bully you."

"Father, you absolutely cannot kill him so easily!" Crisis said angrily.

"Hmm, I know." Winter nodded and looked at Hilia, "Aren’t you going to summon your magic puppet?"

"I’m afraid if I summon my magic puppet, your magic puppet will shatter like glass, breaking at the slightest touch," Hilia said calmly.

Even retreating step by step, Hilia still held the ice bow, shooting crystal arrows one after another. Under Rose’s guidance, she tried to prevent the shattered crystal arrows from directly contacting the opponent’s magic puppet, to avoid having their temperature dissipated by the opponent’s enchantment before cooling down.

Until she felt it was sufficient, she let the icy vapor erupt instantly and used the Ice Shattering Skill to attempt to shatter the magic puppet and the giant sword before it warmed up.

Three times in a row!

"Hahaha, even now you’re still so stubborn. I’ll give you time to summon your magic puppet. Come, let me see what materials your magic puppet uses, to make mine shatter at a touch."

Following Crisis’s suggestion, Winter decided to make the mysterious sorcerer in front of him experience pain in all aspects, slowly tortured to death.

Under his instruction, the magic puppet stopped attacking, and the giant sword was thrust into the ground, making the earth tremble.

The lingering ice magic power on the giant sword was still connected to Hilia’s spiritual power, allowing her to perceive a subtle change in the form of the giant sword.

"Since you like seeking challenges, I’ll make you completely convinced."

Hilia spent nearly ten seconds summoning the magic puppet.

Winter disdainfully said, "Taking this long just to summon a magic puppet, on the battlefield you would already be dead."

Hilia remained silent, controlling the magic puppet to confront Winter’s magic puppet.

"Your magic puppet’s materials are good, but it’s still not enough. Watch as your magic puppet is cut in half by the giant sword!"

Winter commanded his magic puppet to launch an assault with the giant sword, sweeping across with great force!

Hilia did not retreat; facing the formidable giant sword, she only ordered her magic puppet to clench its fist.

One punch!

Boom!

Dark blue magic power and orange-red magic power exploded at the point of contact, creating a shock wave that blew away the surrounding gambling tables and paraphernalia.

The chaotic magic power also caused a thick mist to cloak the collision area, preventing other observers from seeing clearly.

Everyone watched as Winter’s face slowly became grim.

The mist dissipated quickly, and soon, everyone saw the two magic puppets at the collision site, as if time had stopped. Hilia’s magic puppet’s fist was pressing against the back of the giant sword.

Originally, the blade of the giant sword was facing Hilia’s magic puppet, but for some reason, it ended up with the back of the blade facing instead.

Just as everyone was puzzled, a slight ’crack’ sound suddenly reached their ears.

Under everyone’s shocked gaze, the imperious giant sword fractured from the point of impact, with the tip falling to the ground, making a heavy sound.

Thud—

The entire casino was as silent as a needle drop.

At that time, the casino was still crowded. Although Anarce’s sudden rampage caused Chaos for a while, after her departure, the gamblers and dealers who couldn’t leave remained.

Especially after seeing the conflict between Hilia and Crisis and noticing she wasn’t as brutal as Anarce, the remaining people kept their distance, watching the unfolding drama with bated breath.

Now, they felt it was worth staying.

If they had left earlier, how could they have witnessed the invincible Winter’s magic puppet have its giant sword shattered with a single punch?

That magic puppet and giant sword were his means of controlling Frost Town.

Now, they’re broken.

While everyone was in shock, Hilia commanded the magic puppet to deliver another punch.

This time, it landed on Winter’s magic puppet’s armor.

A dull sound came, and the armor, which was said to withstand Tier Four magic attacks, cracked under the punch, falling off the magic puppet piece by piece.

This scene further sent a shiver through everyone present.

Some people discreetly turned on their devices to record this scene, planning to show it to friends later.

"How about it? I told you, your magic puppet and giant sword can’t withstand a single punch from me," Hilia said with a smile.

She disguised it well; no one noticed her spiritual power and magic power were heavily depleted.

If Winter continued to attack at this moment, she would have to rely on Rose to fight on her behalf to stand a chance.

Otherwise, she would have to rely on the inherent strength of the magic puppet to withstand the fight.

But clearly, Winter didn’t know.

At this moment, his face was very ugly.

The giant sword and armor were damaged; he was furious but also shocked, and... afraid.

This magic puppet seemed to use decent materials, but they were all low-tier materials, utterly impossible to break his magic puppet’s weapon with one punch.

Winter was certain he had continuously enchanted the weapons to prevent magical intrusion from the other side.

He clearly remembered the mysterious sorcerer’s magic only invaded his magic puppet four times (including the unenchanted one), and he expelled those three magic invasions.

He couldn’t understand, it was unfathomable.

No matter how he thought about it, he could only consider one possibility.

This mage is a Tier Four in disguise!

The difference between Tier Three and Tier Four is much greater than the difference between Tier Two and Tier Three; it can be considered exponential growth.

If Tier One’s standard combat power is 2, Tier Two is 4, Tier Three is 8, then Tier Four is 64...

Even a mage with the worst talents can, with enough effort, reach Tier Three, but without the right path, or with terrible talent, might never reach Tier Four in their lifetime.

The mage in front of him appeared to be only Tier Two, but accomplishing such feats, they must be a Tier Four in disguise.

How could a Tier Three like him see through a Tier Four mage’s disguise?

Thinking of this, cold sweat suddenly broke out on Winter’s forehead.

He no longer had any desire to fight, and his entire demeanor became respectful.

"Haha, Winter has learned his lesson. Thank you, Sir, for your guidance. May I know your esteemed name?"

Saying this, he gave a firm kick to Crisis’s backside, "Hurry and apologize to the Master, you foolish marmot!"

"Ah?" Crisis looked utterly bewildered. He was only a Tier One mage, unfamiliar with the concepts of Tier Three and Tier Four.

Luckily, his eyesight was sharp enough to witness his father’s magic puppet being completely overpowered.

Despite feeling tremendous anger and grievance, he eventually bowed his head.

"I’m sorry, Sir. I, this stupid marmot, have no eyes and dared to offend you. Please punish me."

"Pfft!"

Hilia couldn’t help but burst into laughter.