Chapter 124 - 171 (2)
He had purposely made the clone’s stats as high as the boost that Incus had received.
But that wasn’t all.
There was something else crawling out of the fountain of soot.
Pure white hair, with a burning crimson left eye.
It was me.
My face.
What was I doing there?
Did the demon king notice me and wanted to test me as well?
After being fully formed, my copy had floated in front of me.
However there was an obvious distinction between us.
I was a monster of metal while he was fully human.
"How despicable, to think that you are the real me." My copy unsheathed a blade from his waist, "Check status."
He checked my status window, which read:
==[Status Window]==
[Name: Ring Euclid]
[Class: Warrior]
[Equipment]
◈ Dragon scales armor (+1 Phys.)
[Command the scales and it will listen]
◈ Force armor
[Gets stronger the more enraged the wearer is]
◈ Leather pouch (Pages of the book of war tactics/Flask)
[Weapons]
◈ Fire Hero’s Sword
[ExcaliBurn: Shoots out an Arc of Flame]
[Description]
...
「Attributes」
[Physical | lvl: 28.5 (+1.5)]
[Stamina | lvl: 19.5]
[Intelligence | lvl: 10]
[Mana | lvl: 3]
「Skills」
[True Sword Technique]
[Adept Practical Martial arts]
[True Blade aura]
[Adept Mana control]
[Adept Perception]
[Adept Pain Tolerance]
[Unique skill: Kraken]
-Can absorb and release mana based attacks, three times.
[Unique skill: True eye of the Truthseeker]
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Rubbing his chin, he called for his stats and I focused at his attributes and skills:
「Attributes」
[Physical | lvl: 20 (+1.5)]
[Stamina | lvl: 20]
[Intelligence | lvl: 10]
[Mana | lvl: 10]
「Skills」
[True Sword Technique]
[Adept Practical Martial arts]
[True Blade aura]
[Adept Mana control]
[Adept Perception]
[Adept Pain Tolerance]
[Unique skill: Kraken]
[Unique skill: True eye of the Truthseeker]
I see, so that’s what his stats are like.
This battle is going to be obvious... This victory belongs to me.
My copy’s blade was then wrapped in an intense gale.
"Wind blade." He muttered, "Come on then, let’s see who’s stronger... strength through sacrifice or granted strength."
Dashing towards me, my body twisted to dodge a sword slash.
Swinging upwards, I countered against his attack but his right eye twitched and my attack missed its target.
His movements were clean and precise, the true sword technique in his arsenal was being used to its fullest potential because he hadn’t been turned into a monster.
"GRRRRRAAAAAAAAAUGH!" The force armor ran towards the clone on all fours, before jumping upwards and slamming the fire hero sword downwards with incredible force.
The ground crumbled and a gust of wind blew the copy back.
Using swift footwork, he had dodged the flying debris, cutting the large ones into ashes.
With a disappointed look on his face, my clone shook his head.
"How disappointing. But I am a bit envious of you... unlike me, you the original can feel the emotion of hatred. Well even if I did, my version of the force armor would only be subpar."
What does he mean by it being ’subpar’? Everything about him is identical to me and my stuff.
"Dispite what you think, I’m just a measly copy. I wear your skin as a fake, but even so... this is where you rest. Your cruel journey will end here."
A sorrowful look wore his face.
He can’t feel anger but other emotions he can portray. How strange, did the demon king do that on purpose?
Sprinting towards me, multiple slashes struck against the force armor but it had done nothing.
With an ear shattering roar, the force armor started swinging wildly at my copy.
Parrying the attacks with perfect technique, I was being pushed back as he mixed in attacks in his defensive use of the blade.
His eye was twitching around, seeing all possibilities of attacks that the force armor was going to launch.
However, the force armor had seen my journey.
Grabbing a huge chunk of debris from the ground, the force armor raised it up before punching at it with the blade still in hand.
Multiple shrapnels of rocks scattered.
The armor was attempting to overwhelm the clone’s brain sensory by overloading his eye with a sea of information.
Sprinting around the area of debris, my arm thrusted forward but it was scraped out of the way and I was met with a harsh kick that slammed my face down into the ground.
"UUURAAAAAGH!" I swung upwards.
Dodging the attack, I was met with a harsh onslaught of precise slashes.
Growling, the force armor lunged forward and the clone met me head on.
Our blades started clashing against each other.
The fire hero sword cried with each direct exchange.
"Let’s see how your armor will fare against this..." The copy widened his stance, twisting his body back before thrusting his blade forward with intense inertia.
"Aurgh!" An immense shock resonated throughout my body.
Impossible, the force armor should have stopped any damage from any external force.
He used sky severing thrust on me.
’I’m sorry boy. This is our final moment together.’ The force armor said in a somber tone, ’Live.’
The armor then cracked before shattering.
Crumbling, my figure was revealed.
Looking down at my skin, there was still metal attached to it.
A shock of pain should have made me pass out.
But I was conscious.
My head was numb with the same pain that covered my body.
Exhaling a shallow breath, I pointed the hero sword with a crack covered surface.
Forcing my right eye to stay open, I watched as my copy sprinted towards me with full speed.
My feet staggered, as I tilted out of the way.
Slashing upwards in a diagonal angle, my blade was blocked with the pommel of his sword.
Slashing down at me, I leaned back.
The movements of my dodges relied on gravity, I was simply falling out of the way as to using my footwork to dodge.
Swaying from side to side, I dodged multiple attacks.
As the clone’s attacks missed, I released an attack of my own.
We both had true swordsmanship.
It all depends on who is step ahead.