Published: March 2, 2025
The clone body stood guard like a sentinel, respectfully flanking old blackskin and Caius. Behind them, the voice of the ancient demon could be heard.
"Prophet, the people have been brought here. Aoga wants me to ask, did you bring those two over..."
"Tell him it's none of his business!"
Old blackskin seemed unable to endure the ancient demon's rambling. He waved his hand simply, interrupting the ancient demon's inquiry.
"Take off the handcuffs and then get lost."
The ancient demon's face briefly showed a hint of difficulty.
"Your safety..."
"You don't need to worry about my safety!"
"Then... fine, my lord."
The ancient demon spoke respectfully, then crouched down to help Caius and Arthur remove their binding ropes. He then stepped back slowly, quickly exiting the laboratory.
At this moment, only Caius, Arthur, old blackskin, and the two clone bodies remained in the room.
...
The instant they were untied, Caius and Arthur felt the breath of freedom.
It was indeed freedom...
Unrestrained, with no bindings and no limitations.
That's right, the ancient demon had brought them back, and aside from the ropes and headgear that could control their physical movements, he had not imposed any other restrictions—no seals, no control.
This allowed both of them to immediately unleash their full power as soon as they were unbound.
At this moment, Arthur gently moved his wrists, sneaking a glance at Caius. In a short time, they conveyed quite a bit of information to each other.
"Kill?"
"Kill!"
Having confirmed with a look, their goals aligned.
The old blackskin before them wasn't strong. Although there were two clone body guards beside him, once a fight broke out, it was likely that the old blackskin wouldn't even be able to withstand the aftermath of a battle among the four.
Weak in strength yet high in status, Caius and Arthur, who had resigned themselves to death, considered him the perfect companion for their burial.
Their eyes slowly turned fierce, and the muscles of both Caius and Arthur twitched, as if they were about to launch a furious attack like wild beasts.
Old blackskin seemed to sense something; his expression remained unchanged as he spoke in a low voice.
"I know what you two are thinking, but I hope you can let me finish my words..."
Before he could finish, Arthur and Caius erupted!
...
The Heavy Sword and white light struck simultaneously, targeting the old blackskin's small, despicable body.
A chilling wind pressure surged fiercely as they attacked while observing the two clone bodies' actions. Strangely, the two clone bodies did not move even as the attacks approached.
Until a loud shout came from behind.
"Freeze!"
A familiar voice, a familiar ability, and familiar mastery of words...
With a single word spoken, the entire space seemed to freeze.
Caius and Arthur could only watch as their attacks halted in mid-air, their bodies defying the laws of gravity, frozen in place and unable to move.
The overwhelming power from the incantation left Caius momentarily dazed, then his expression suddenly changed.
At that moment, Caius seemed to realize something...
"It's not what you think."
The voice came from the door behind old blackskin, and as the voice sounded, footsteps slowly approached.
A familiar figure entered the sight of everyone.
Facing the bewildered and gradually terrified eyes of Caius and Arthur, the newcomer finally spoke.
"Firstly, I am not a clone body. Secondly, I have not been brainwashed by the demonic clan. In summary, I am Tang Haofei, the original Tang Haofei..."
Old Tang said this while looking at the people present.
As the power of the incantation receded, Caius and Arthur immediately fell to the ground. It was at this moment that old blackskin finally spoke with a smile.
"So, can I finish what I was saying now?"
...
For the work of explanation, old blackskin did not personally take on the task; he handed it over to Tang Haofei.
It was clear that as a member of the same clan, Tang Haofei's words were far more credible than those of old blackskin.
Facing the confused, questioning, and doubtful gazes of Caius and Arthur, old Tang merely shook his head with a wry smile.