Danmaku, my skills refresh weekly.

The three lazy guys who were barely managing to clear out the scattered monsters in the back almost dropped their weapons when they saw an army of over a hundred pressing in.

Although Tina's level was high enough, she was just dabbling in it and was completely incapable of taking on a direct confrontation.

Chardo stood up helplessly, picking his ear and complaining, "Do I need to step in so soon?"

"That's not necessary..."

Charles put away the Great Sage's branch and took the Black Block Knife from Chardo.

"Come, lend me your power."

The crimson cursed light fell upon Chardo, half of his level 7 attributes were divided by Sharl, and then an invisible chain linked to Chardo's body.

"Father, Father, forgive me for the sin of consuming the Supper of the gods."

Charles fell to the ground, his feet slamming down, shattering the floorboards, and the familiar chanting echoed through the air.

"Ah--"

A flame ignited in the black blade in Charles's hand, leaving a trail of fire. With half the speed of level 7, the fire trail rapidly approached the horde, followed by a lavish, unskilled horizontal slash that dismembered the vanguard of the monsters, and then…

"Glut on, tongue of hell! Devour, scorching fangs!"

Charles leaped up, raised the black blade high, and swung it forcefully.

Rea Ambrosia!

An ominous, scorching whirlwind of flames swirled in the sky, and a beam of fire struck the earth squarely. Countless monsters, before they could even scream, were blasted into a bloody mess.

Ciel landed gracefully, his foot stomping out of the flames in an instant, unleashing another slash:

"Argo Vista!"

As if etched into his flesh, through the omnipotence of the [Miracle Ring] and the experience of using magic thousands of times, without chanting, Sharl's mind instantly wove together familiar patterns, forming the character "fire" on his back.

The divine runes merged into his body in an instant, and Ciel pulled the trigger!

The ring-shaped flaming blades tore apart dozens more "Fomers," causing the roaring reinforcements to hesitate and retreat.

"Whoa! It's Belle's magic!" Chardo's eyes lit up; Charles had once again surprised him.

Unlike mind stealing, he can replicate Belle's special move even though he has already obtained his magic!

"You've already surpassed Alfia's talent, and you can even replicate magic? How many more surprises do you have in store for me!" Chardo's lips curled up, then instantly vanished.

"Damn it, they stole my attributes and my magic again? Am I just a tool now?"

……

Frontal battlefield.

A flash of lightning appeared.

Alfia, who had been ravaged by "Fomer", felt a strong gust of wind rushing towards her. Charles swept his giant blade, blowing away the beast horde like a hero, and reached out to pull her up.

Since it is possible to replicate "Quick Attack Magic" through divine runes, then "Lightning Flash" is naturally within its scope as well.

"Hey, are you alright... pfft!"

Charles glanced at Alfia, noticing her disheveled hair, dark circles under her eyes, bruised lips, and blood-stained shoulders: "You look like a beggar right now."

Alfia frowned, subconsciously straightening her slightly disheveled clothes that revealed glimpses of her skin. "I guess I'm not a good match for swords. It's ridiculous to wield a sword with arms as thin as tree branches..."

"Isn't it a bit too unrefined?" Charles exposed Alfia's lie.

The latter glanced at her sideways and said, "I can't move."

Alfia has indeed weakened; in melee combat, she can only handle level 6 opponents. Without magic, she isn't as strong as one might imagine.

Charles, hands on hips: "Make good use of your magic, witch! If you don't want to be a swordsman, then be a summoner."

Alfia thought of another spell, one that represented her longing for her sister, but was clearly a substitute, which she didn't really like.

But this brat already said it...

"The dual destiny ends here."

As the chant ended, a large mass of magic separated from Alphia's body, mimicking an individual that was 90% similar to her.

Gray hair, heterochromatic eyes, black veil, green dress. Their closed-eye, disdainful attitude towards everything was unmistakable.

With her sword in hand, she charged back into the battlefield without a word.

Immediately following, an invisible chain shot out, and Charles repeated Alfia's action: "The dual fates end here."

The second Alfia clone appeared.

"So now there are three Alphia from the Seven Stars, and they're coming!"

Chapter 136 The Undead's Rampage, Infinite Experience Stacker

"What's coming?"

"Summon a level 8 Alfia or something."

"Naughty." Alfia flicked Charles's forehead and hooked her arm around his shoulder. "Help me back."

Charles paused for a moment, then grinned foolishly: "Okay."

Two clones of Alfia blocked the encircling monsters, stabilizing the battle line.

The two returned to Chardo's side, sat down for a short rest, and only then did Charles seriously perceive the state of the [Clone Magic].

"How should I put it, it feels a bit strange, it's similar to when I was possessed, but not quite the same."

When you let your focus wander, it's like having a minimap in a game; you know what the clone is doing, but you can't control her.

The clones acted only on instinct, their movements and attacks were stiff, somewhat clumsy and mechanical.

Once he closes his eyes, Ciel is like a possessed being, completely controlling the clone, but the original body has a kind of "internet connection interruption" beauty.

“Uh…” Ciel looked at Alfia: “Don’t you find this awkward?”

Alfia looked bewildered: "Huh? You can't multitask?"

Good mouth.

Charles, having suffered a setback, lay down and controlled the clones to block the battle line.

However, not long after, the clones also developed the "sickness and weakness" trait and began to be no match for the enemy.

But by this time the squad had already cleaned up the battlefield and retreated to a safe location, so Sharl didn't pay any more attention to the clones and picked up the elixir to help Alfia wipe her wounds.

After the team readjusted and regrouped, Xia Er was shocked to find that his clones were still fighting.

……

"Hey, what's that?" Lily pointed to a corner of the empty wilderness.

In the narrow battlefield shrouded by a black beast horde spanning five hundred meters, an Alfia, her body radiating green light, smashed a monster's head with a single blow, unleashing a brutal and ungraceful outburst that spread across the battlefield.

The attacks from the surrounding monsters seemed to have no effect on her at all; her previously twisted and bruised wounds were completely healed and turned bloody.

The skill [Last Stand] transforms all attacks aimed at Alfia into healing light.

Seconds later, the green light dissipated, and a brand new Alfia was reborn.

Another ten minutes or so of fighting passed, and the overwhelming beastly onslaught descended. The clones' puppet-like faces were expressionless as bone hammers and sharp teeth tore at flesh, shattering magical fragments.

The severed arm shattered like slime, followed by the thigh.

As the entire doll was torn apart by the monster sea, a two-meter-tall cross fell, and before the monsters could even disperse, the fully-formed Alfia stood once again atop the skeleton.

Having broken free from her "weak" state, Alfia's combat power instantly surged by countless levels, causing the surrounding monsters to evaporate in a flash.

The pale thighs twisted and protruded, and the half-goat man spat out a mouthful of saliva from his horse-like face, which instantly exploded into fragments.

Immediately after landing, he bent his knees and leaped up, delivering a knee strike that sent three flying. Using the momentum, he leaned back, his graceful figure leaving an arc in the air. The giant beast's head on the other side grabbed the ram's horn and twisted it forcefully.

Click—thump—

A corpse named "Furmore" was born.

This torment ended after ten minutes. The besieged clone was surrounded by a green light again, and the time loop had started!

"Fuck!"

There was no time to feel sorry for how many beatings the clone had taken; all Ciel wanted to know was how much his own durability would increase.

Although the replica borrowed the power of level 7, the Great Achievement may not have it, but being beaten doesn't discriminate based on level. Every time you're injured and on the verge of death, it's a real test of durability, and every time you accurately hit a target, it's a real test of agility.

Alfia felt as if she had discovered a new world, and began to ponder whether or not to try this suicidal cultivation method.

Although this is very inelegant.

With the clone confirming the skill's effectiveness, Alfia felt confident, and her next plan could proceed smoothly.

……

time flies.

"It's about time to finish the warm-up." After killing the last newly hatched monster, Alfia stopped.

We're now on a safe floor. Alfia glanced at Chardo and said, "Take them to rest first."

"And you?" Chardo seemed to sense something and looked into the distance.

"There is still one target, which has not yet been conquered."

Clearly, Alfia's choice of the Great Wilderness as her primary target was driven by its own purpose.

These level 4 "Fomer" monsters are suitable for clones to practice on, but killing them won't bring much improvement to the level 7 Alfia herself, which is too slow for her, given her precious time.

She glanced at Charles and said calmly, "You're coming with me."

Charles seemed to be deep in thought:

"You want to attack Barol?"

"Yes."

“Alright!” Charles hesitated for only a moment before his expression hardened.