Alix was still performing, concentrating on the music and protecting herself from other attacks. She did not notice when her connection to the system was momentarily blocked.
She also didn't realize that Wukong, the original person had already been transported into the domain of her system when darkness covered the concert hall. The one in his seat now was nothing more than a carefully created clone prepared by her system.
It was the reason why Wukong realized he had struck a rock with an egg. To be plucked out of thin air and replaced in seconds was not an ability of a dragon system.
Just like weather boy, he found himself in the same position, paralyzed as his wealth generating system was taken, stripped from him, bit by bit.
He found himself speechless, uncertain of what to say under the circumstances. Still, he had a question for the towering elf standing over him.
"Who are you?"
