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?

was an illusion spell? Do illusory

Gael was rendered speechless by

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

offering an explanation to help

sense in his words and

Who are you calling fake? I’m standing here, flesh and blood. Maybe I should question

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

cr*p! So, this is all

Judd was flabbergasted.

“If you’re here chatting with

course. Those are all my shadow

of your shadow clones to look for me, Jared? Like maybe while you were with Carla, you’d send a

my clones when fighting, and they can’t stray too far from my main body because that’s where they get their

that mean there’d be several versions of

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