Clone Ascension

The Mammoth Walrus collapsed under a storm of blows, its massive body sinking into the sand with a bone‑shaking crash.

For a moment, the battlefield fell silent.

Every Dongli soldier had been watching Evan’s fight.

The Mammoth Walrus was the strongest beast on the field—

second only to the Coral Titan—

and no one expected a Chrysalis‑tier evolver to challenge it head‑on.

Now they knew.

“Who is that guy?”

“He’s insane—no Chrysalis‑tier fights like that.”

“Even the Time Devourer is impressive… well, she is General Storm’s granddaughter.”

But the whispers shifted quickly.

“That last move… wasn’t that Evan Cole’s technique?”

“The same one he used to flatten Rovan’s Eighth Prince!”

“That’s the enhanced River‑Gator skill—no one else has it!”

“So he is Evan Cole!”

Evan pretended not to hear, though he sighed inwardly.

Even with a different face, I still get recognized.

I really need to stop using signature moves…

He steadied his breathing and scanned the battlefield.

The beast tide had slowed.

With no new marine beasts pouring in, the remaining ones were manageable.

The Mammoth Walrus was the strongest among the Tier‑3 beasts;

the rest would fall soon enough.

Only one threat remained:

the Coral Titan.

Several Butterfly‑tier officers fought it together,

barely holding the line.

Farther away, General Elias Storm battled another Coral Titan alone—

wounded but unyielding, relying on her terrifying regeneration to stay alive.

“If this keeps up, we’ll collapse sooner or later,” Evan muttered.

Then—

A streak of azure light tore across the sky.

Evan’s shoulders relaxed instantly.

A blue evolution glow meant only one thing:

a Saint‑tier being.

And in the Six Nations,

the only Saints allowed to appear on foreign soil

were the Envoys of the Sovereign Nation.

The azure light descended at impossible speed,

materializing beside General Storm.

An elderly man appeared—

white brows, long white beard,

calm, composed, radiating overwhelming power.

He exhaled gently.

A wave of frost erupted outward,

instantly freezing the Coral Titan solid.

General Storm bowed.

“Thank you, Envoy.”

The old man waved a hand.

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“Protecting Dongli from beast calamities is my duty.”

He flicked his sleeve.

The frozen Coral Titan shattered into glittering shards.

Countless coral worms died instantly—

though a few high‑tier ones survived and fled into the sea.

Moments later, the other Coral Titans—

the one chasing General Storm into Rovan territory,

and the one Marcus Grant’s team had been fighting—

broke apart and retreated as well.

All surviving coral worms regrouped in the water,

merging into a smaller version of the Coral Island.

The Envoy didn’t hesitate.

He raised a hand.

Flaming meteors rained from the sky,

each one locked onto the fleeing island.

The Coral Island dissolved again,

splitting into countless worms to evade the barrage.

The meteors struck the sea—

BOOM—SSSSHHH—

vaporizing entire sections of ocean,

dropping the sea level in seconds.

Farther out, the Coral Island reformed—

even smaller now—

and fled toward the deep ocean.

The Envoy snorted and transformed into azure light,

pursuing it into the horizon.

It was over.

Dongli soldiers exhaled in relief.

Even without knowing the final outcome,

they understood the crisis had passed.

All that remained was cleanup.

Evan finally allowed himself to relax.

⭐ Later That Night

After a long rest, Evan woke to dozens of unread messages.

The marine beast invasion had already hit national news.

The Coral Island incident caused a continent‑wide uproar—

scientists speculating, governments issuing statements,

netizens arguing endlessly.

Within Dongli, rumors spread even faster:

A mysterious Chrysalis‑tier evolver—suspected to be Evan Cole—

had played a key role in the defense.

Evan checked his messages:

Wendy Lewis asking if he was safe

Aunt Yvonne worrying about him

Wendy demanding coral samples

FangBro regretting not coming

Shawn Miller, Hannah Keane, and others sending concern

And finally—Serena Storm:

“Tomorrow I’ll take you to see Grandma.

She’ll give you the mutated eel extract.

She also prepared some other gifts to thank you.”

Other gifts?

Evan froze.

She’s not trying to marry me off, right…?

He replied to everyone, then called Wendy.

She answered with a teasing tone.

“My dear little brother, why does trouble follow you everywhere?”

“Main character aura,” Evan said smugly.

“Happens to the best of us.”

Wendy laughed, then grew serious.

“Tell me everything you saw about the coral worms.”

Evan recounted everything—

what he witnessed,

what Serena told him,

and what he inferred.

Wendy listened quietly before explaining:

“Coral organisms are unusual even without evolution.

A colony shares a skeletal structure and a digestive system—

many mouths, one stomach.

They’re individuals and a collective at the same time.

“But normal coral worms can’t separate and recombine freely.

They can’t share power.

They can’t form a mobile island.”

Evan nodded.

“The strongest individual in the colony was probably Tier‑4.

Maybe the others gained abilities by linking with it.”

“That’s one possibility,” Wendy agreed.

“Another is mutation.

A large colony undergoing a collective mutation could gain abilities no single worm should have.

“But here’s the strange part—

species with huge populations and tiny bodies almost never evolve into high‑tier beasts.

A Tier‑4 coral worm shouldn’t exist at all.”

“So you think something external caused the mutation?”

“It’s my best guess.

When you return, bring me samples—

coral worm corpses, the higher the tier the better.

And coral stone too.

It’s useful for research and medicine.”

“Leave it to me.”

After hanging up, Evan changed clothes and stepped outside.

It was late.

He was starving.

The base cafeteria was closed,

so he’d have to find food elsewhere.

He hesitated, then sent a message:

Evan: Senior Serena, have you eaten?

Want to grab a late‑night snack together.