The Villain Reborn as Game's Final Boss-Chapter 170: Stop, Please! [3]
Victoria had been fighting me when I had thrown my own sword at her.
She had used her blade to deflect the attack while trying to retreat from me. But now that I think about it, the sword that was supposed to be in her right hand had mysteriously vanished.
As I was focused on engaging the girl in hand-to-hand combat, I hadn’t paid attention to such a minute yet important detail.
Haa...
It wasn’t Victoria who was being arrogant, but it was me.
Even before the battle had begun, I had mapped her out as someone who was strong, yet not strong enough to truly challenge me.
But—
Even an ant could kill an elephant under the right circumstances.
The greatest men on Earth had fallen to a single bullet.
That was a mistake on my part.
Impressive.
I had to re-evaluate my opinion of Victoria Frost in my mind as I raised my head to look at her.
She had nearly completed whatever spell she had been brewing, and this attack was just meant to be a distraction.
As our eyes met, I could see a small smirk forming on Victoria’s face as her mana core roared, supplying an insane amount of mana to the circuit of the spell that was currently being formed before me.
"Victoria!"
A feminine yell made me turn my attention, only to find Diana looking at Victoria with desperate eyes.
Was she praying for me?
Sigh.
It wasn’t like I was defeated.
At first, I had thought to fight Victoria only using my mana and combat skills, but maybe...
It was time for me to try ’it’.
The Perfect Ability that I had learned from Arthur Dimitri.
Though Arthur had taught me everything that I had to know regarding the ability, there was still some work to be done on my part to completely perfect it.
Still, at the moment, it was pretty usable.
It had been mere seconds after my hand was pierced by Victoria’s sword, and I could already feel the mana particles in the air vibrating due to the pressure put upon them.
Victoria’s spell formation had now materialized in the air, as a huge circle of complex circuits had formed before her.
She was pretty fast.
Her proficiency in the spell could already be considered top tier.
As Victoria’s spell was on the verge of completion, a chilling cold had spread through my vicinity.
An ice spell, huh.
From the looks of it, the spell was meant to engulf me from all sides, eliminating any chances of evading its area of attack.
But—
That was when the enemy was ’one.’
Fuu...
Taking a deep breath, I stabilized my mind.
Interlocking the fingers of my hand, I opened them completely while—
Forcefully shutting my palms.
Mirage Clone.
The moment my ability activated, my figure split into six identical clones, each of which shared my consciousness and had one-tenth of my original strength.
Through six pairs of eyes, I looked at Victoria, who was a second away from unleashing her spell.
The smirk on her face faded as all of my clones moved in different directions.
Though Victoria was surprised seeing my counter, she didn’t let it affect her mind. She directed the spell at three of my clones which were on the right side.
The air around me trembled as a huge wave of mana shimmered in my vicinity.
"Lancelot Ifermia!"
Victoria’s words echoed across the air as a huge barrage of ice lances came in my direction—
Our direction.
Boom!
Three of my clones, which were unfortunately under the radar of the spell, were hit with the lances, creating a huge explosion that made the ground tremble from its impact.
The rest of my three clones observed the cloud of smoke and debris that had formed in the area of the spell’s impact.
I was able to share the senses of my clones, which meant that they were still alive... Or maybe the right word would be still functioning in good condition.
"Fakes?"
Victoria’s voice was the first to cut through the silence that had enveloped the entire area.
The cloud of dust had not settled yet, but Victoria was still able to sense the condition of her supposed enemy—The clones, to be exact.
Her senses were impressive, far better than most who found it hard to even sense enemies around them.
Victoria then turned her gaze towards me—That is, three of my clones which stood on either side of the explosion.
From her expression, it was clear that she was debating whether the real me was present among them.
By her cautious nature, Victoria scanned the entire area to scout for my seventh clone, if it indeed existed.
But in reality, I had only formed six clones.
As for my main body—
That was the interesting part of Arthur’s ability.
Within a second, I could switch my real body with the clones as each of them was a part of me.
Mirage Clone.
That was the name of the ability.
From its name alone, it was crystal clear that these identical bodies were something more than mere illusions.
All of them were me, and I was them.
If an attack resulted in a clone’s death, it would have a backlash on me—One that wasn’t easy to bear, especially during battles of this intensity.
Other than that, as my rank improves, I would be able to increase the power percentage shared by my clones.
As for the limit of power that each clone could wield, it depended on the ability of the individual in question.
Even Arthur couldn’t predict the peak of this ability that I might achieve in the future.
As for the power of this ability in Arthur’s hands—It could create clones sharing a hundred percent of Arthur’s power, including all his other abilities.
At the end of the day, Arthur was the original creator of Mirage Clone. His body was most suited to use the ability, coupled with the fact that he was an Immortal.
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