"Why does this creature seem somewhat familiar?" Wang kept his sight on the creature and seemed to have realized something, it was like a clone.
"Right! This is indeed a clone! Having two of them it is not a big deal feeling something similar." He then looked at the figure seriously.
"The resentment and death Qi seems to be strengthening this creature. Well! The owner behind this clone should be strong? But this is no longer important, since we are all not friends, their is no need for this clone to keep barking before me." He was unwilling to see the enemy become stronger.
The figure was expecting Wang to escape, but instead he kept approaching, and surprisingly enough, the energy around him was changing. It seemed like he was both virtual and real.
The sense of crises envelopes the clone absorbing death and resentment Qi.
It stopped and looked at the figure approaching step by step.
