At that thought, the Mechanical Devil's body split, ejecting two pulsating red spheres! Upon hitting the ground, they morphed into exact replicas of Bai Xiaofei and Ran Aiguo.
Perhaps sensing Xiaofei's Late God-level threat, the Devil ejected a third sphere, which twisted into the form of the Cerberus Hound.
Seeing this, Xiaofei couldn't help but complain, "How can this Lord split himself? And I can feel it—these clones have strength nearly reaching the God-level!"
Ran Aiguo looked at his own doppelganger with equal gravity. While he didn't possess Xiaofei's heightened senses, his combat instincts were screaming at him: the duplicate in front of him was dangerous!
Clenching his fists, Ran Aiguo felt a pang of powerlessness. With the Angel's help, his physical body had reached the God-level, but in all other aspects, he was still just a Heaven-level practitioner. In a true God-level brawl, he was out of his league. Otherwise, the Mechanical Devil wouldn't have been able to perfectly mirror his current output.
After all, Xiaofei's clone and the Cerberus clone only possessed strength at the Early God-level.
Ran Aiguo engaged his duplicate. After several exchanges, he realized he was actually losing! The clone was made of brass and iron and felt no pain; how could a man of flesh and bone win a raw head-on collision against a machine?
After backing away once more, Ran Aiguo frantically rubbed his bruised limbs, hissing in pain. The duplicate, meanwhile, stood its ground and began to... dance?
"Wait? Dancing?"
Ran Aiguo pulled out his smartphone. A moment later, a loud, high-energy beat erupted from the speakers!
"The vast horizon is my love~..." (Phoenix Legend - Most Dazzling Folk Style)
Xiaofei, who was busy pummeling two clones, was momentarily distracted by the song. Even his two opponents were drawn to the sound, involuntarily turning their heads to stare at Ran Aiguo. There, under the setting of the music, Ran Aiguo and his mechanical clone began an awkward dance-off.
To be fair, Ran Aiguo's hips didn't lie—they were surprisingly rhythmic.
For a moment, everyone stopped. Even the Angel and the Mechanical Devil were stunned into silence, completely dumbfounded by Ran Aiguo's bizarre tactical choice.
"Holy mother of..."
With a collective groan of exasperation, the battle resumed!
Gabriel and the Mechanical Devil clashed. Both being peak God-levels, their struggle was cataclysmic. With every exchange, the terrain for a hundred meters around was reshaped.
Meanwhile, Xiaofei's fight against the two Early God-level clones was a one-sided slaughter. His massive blade flashed with cold light, and in seconds, the two clones were hacked into scrap metal!
He then blurred over to Ran Aiguo's side. As he swung his blade, the sheer force of the strike sucked the air out of the immediate vicinity. A deceptively simple arc of silver light crushed Ran Aiguo's clone into fine dust, scattering it into the void.
After the strike, Xiaofei stood still, staring at his blade in a daze. In that instant, he felt as though he had touched a profound, mysterious state of being. His mastery of the blade had surged, allowing him to one-shot an Early God-level opponent!
The Mechanical Devil saw this and its optical sensors flared. "That Late God-level brat... did he just touch the threshold of the Super-God level?"
Gabriel was equally shocked. Xiaofei was growing stronger by the minute, and it was starting to slip out of her control. A flicker of murderous intent crossed her mind, but she hid it deep—so deep that even the Devil in front of her couldn't sense it.
By the time Xiaofei snapped out of his epiphany, the battle between Gabriel and the Mechanical Devil had reached a fever pitch!
The wings behind Gabriel transformed into thousands of white silken threads, coiling around her arms. Her once-elegant hands turned into hideous, monstrous claws. With one violent swipe, she tore a mass of components from the Devil's chassis!
The "Optimus Prime" colored body was shattered, parts raining down everywhere. If one looked closely, they could see wisps of black qi emanating from Gabriel's body—hardly the image of a holy Celestial.
Unfortunately, Xiaofei and Ran Aiguo were too focused on the enemy to notice. Seeing the Devil heavily wounded by Gabriel, Xiaofei seized the opening and swung!
Swish!
Another plain silver flash. It sliced through the peak God-level Lord like a knife through soft tofu, cutting him clean in half!
"YES!" Ran Aiguo shouted, pumping his fist in excitement.
Even Gabriel exhaled, the black qi dissipating as she regained her "holy" appearance.
Bzzzt—
The two halves of the Mechanical Devil lay on the ground, sparks flickering across its frame. Its red optical sensors dimmed until they were dark. It looked thoroughly dead.
Just as they let down their guard, a red beam of light flashed. It instantly pierced through Xiaofei's chest from behind!
"Wh—"
Xiaofei turned his head in disbelief. There stood a red-skinned alien, his crimson mechanical arm buried in Xiaofei's torso!
The red mechanical figure spoke with a cold sneer, "Heh. Kid, I'll admit your attack was strong. But unfortunately, you didn't hit my primary core!"
Squelch!
Withdrawing his arm from Xiaofei's body, the Mechanical Devil laughed. "You think you're the only one who can do sneak attacks? I'll take your life right here!"
With a brutal kick, the Devil sent Xiaofei flying and charged toward Gabriel with a savage expression.
For some unknown reason, Gabriel didn't use her Holy Light to heal Xiaofei's wound. Instead, she locked herself in combat with the Devil.
Sensing his life force fading, Xiaofei's mind raced with a desperate will to survive. At that moment, he tapped into every ounce of latent power within his soul. Gradually, red and golden auras erupted from his skin. Ran Aiguo seized the chance, scooped Xiaofei up, and bolted!
As they fled, the red and golden energies merged, transforming into a brilliant dark gold!
By the time Ran Aiguo set him down, the massive hole in Xiaofei's chest had vanished, and his breathing had stabilized. Though he appeared unconscious, Xiaofei's mind was currently standing before a golden figure clad in blood-stained armor, radiating a terrifying killing intent.
"Who are you?"
The golden figure offered a slight nod before transforming into a streak of gold and diving into Xiaofei's body!
The next second, Xiaofei's eyes snapped open. Seeing the frantic Ran Aiguo, he smiled. "Don't worry. I'm okay now."
He gripped his blade. Having merged with his past-life soul, his confidence was through the roof. Just as he prepared to go another three hundred rounds with the Mechanical Devil, a voice echoed from the distance:
"First comes the cold flash of the silver tip, then the spear projects like a soaring dragon!"