A Man Like None Other

Storms brewed in the sky, relentlessly battering the surrounding light curtain. Without this protective barrier, one could only imagine how many lives of the Violet Flame Sect’s disciples would have been in grave danger.

Amidst the chaos and confusion, a shadow clone slowly emerged from the black mist, stopping at the very edge of the light curtain.

Upon taking a proper look, the crowd realized it was Jared. He had arrived at the edge of the light curtain, and astonishingly, he was even smiling at Juliet.

At that moment, everyone was dumbfounded, including Gael. He rubbed his eyes, his face filled with disbelief.

Six identical Jareds, each wielding a Dragonslayer Sword, were engaged in a fierce battle with the massive black beast Berthold had transformed into.

Yet, here was the real Jared, appearing utterly at ease and even occasionally gracing Juliet with a smile!

What on earth is going on?

didn’t you say it was an illusion spell? Do

Gael was rendered speechless by

impossible for there to be so many Jareds in the world. Even if they were all identical twins, it still

an explanation to

found some sense in his words and

fake? I’m standing here, flesh and blood.

to Judd. The light curtain didn’t block out sound, which was why

this is

Judd was flabbergasted.

“If you’re here chatting with us, who are those six people fighting Berthold

me, of course. Those are all my shadow clones!”

to look for me, Jared? Like

can’t stray too far from my main

there’d be several versions of me? I

trailed off, but Juliet understood he was insinuating. She shot him