"An uncontrollable existence?" Ellis felt his heart convulsing, driven by fear, because he knew what the so-called uncontrollable existence was—it referred to beings with the same level of power as the one he faced, perhaps even more perfect, similar to the Empress.
If he were to confront such an existence, he knew what his performance would be: not only would his combat power be significantly reduced, being suppressed in all aspects, but once he was deliberately targeted by such an existence, he would lose the chance to resurrect.
"Am I to battle such a grand existence this time?" Ellis felt his body and spirit trembling, but although he was fearful, he had no choice but to retreat. Under the Empress's command, he could only advance boldly.
"Are you scared?" Basolomi noticed the emotional change in his inferior clone, which annoyed him.
"Yes, my lord."
"Why?"
"..."
