True Thousand Hands regained its freedom and roared at the sky. Then, under Andrew's control, it continued attacking the Pyramid, while the black hands rapidly spread toward the black regions Pharaoh Kang had created.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
The normally composed Pharaoh Kang cried out, losing his composure. How was this possible? The King of Abilities had seen his trump card just once and learned it?
This made no sense at all. Pharaoh Kang's trump card was not some close-combat move that could be imitated simply by knowing the motions.
Using this trump card required mastery of spatial knowledge, knowledge of the Multiversal Universe, self-sacrifice, spatial perception, and, most importantly, control over multiverse power.
An ordinary person could study these subjects for a lifetime and still find even grasping the basics next to impossible, let alone mastering them all.
Yet the King of Abilities had learned it after seeing it once. How was that possible? Even if he had memorized every fluctuation, he could never have successfully used it without that underlying knowledge.
Honestly, Pharaoh Kang could not accept this at all. It was too fantastical, too incredible, too contrary to common sense, too unscientific. In short, it simply could not happen.
And that was not even the most outrageous part. What was? Not only had Andrew learned his trump card after seeing it once, he used it better than Pharaoh Kang did. How absurd was that? It took absurdity to a whole new level.
What Pharaoh Kang did not know was that Andrew himself was at the multiverse level and possessed an immense store of knowledge about the Multiversal Universe. As for the other subjects, he understood those too, because he was the King of Abilities.
Rules were knowledge. Understanding rules naturally meant understanding the corresponding knowledge. Andrew