Chapter 347: Mirror Space, Two Clones, The Chasm Between God-Kings!
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Seeing this scene unfold, the deities watching from the remote sectors of the Domain of the Gods were completely frozen in shock.
"Holy crap! You can use spatial laws like that?!"
"That move is insanely slick!"
"Good grief, the Space God-King's abilities are way too bizarre."
"I have a feeling Calshius and the other two are about to have a really bad time."
The lesser deities gossiped frantically, their minds completely blown by Seito's tactical move. Using spatial energy to copy yourself and create physical clones was something they had never even dreamed of.
The Game Star (Disboard).
The Domain of the Deities.
Seeing Seito deploy this technique, every single resident deity on the scene instantly froze.
"Is that... a cloning skill?" Sally spoke first, her beautiful eyes wide with surprise.
Cloning skills themselves were not rare; after all, she possessed one herself. However, a physical copy manifested entirely through the absolute manipulation of spatial pathways was an incredibly unique phenomenon.
"In terms of raw numbers, the enemy has completely lost their vanguard advantage," Sora said with a relaxed grin. "Next, it's just a matter of seeing who hits absolute depletion first."
He harbored absolute confidence in Seito. After all, Seito was mathematically immune to the pincer attacks of the three foreign gods. As long as Seito kept trading blows and ramping up his offensive output, the one to run out of energy first would definitely not be him!
The surrounding group nodded in firm agreement.
RUMBLE—!
At that exact microsecond, a series of thunderous concussions echoed from the perimeter, drawing everyone's attention to the sensory arrays tracking the solar system.
Dozens of foreign deities had completely surrounded the outer boundaries of the solar system. Leading the raiding party was a vanguard of peak God-rank powerhouses.
"Damn it! Why is there a God-King tier defensive matrix shielding this sector?!" a peak God-rank powerhouse barked in fury, slamming his fist against the shimmering wall of light. They had planned a swift ambush to wipe out Seito's immediate faction, but running face-first into an absolute defensive barrier felt like a massive slap in the face.
"No idea," a nearby deity replied, shaking his head.
"All forces, coordinate fire! Attack!" one of the leaders commanded, pulling out a divine artifact and dumping his energy pool. Seeing the signal, the remaining deities unleashed a massive wave of destructive spells.
Inside the Game Star.
"Oh? Those guys outside couldn't sit still?" Sora chuckled softly. It hadn't even been that long, and they were already losing their patience.
"Nii... should we step out and engage?" Shiro asked, looking up at Sora with heavy, sleep-deprived eyes.
"Of course we should!" Sora replied instantly. Seito had already granted them absolute immunity, meaning the enemy's spells couldn't register a single point of damage against them, but their own counter-attacks would land with 100% operational efficiency!
"Perfect timing. I could use a good workout," Amou Kirukiru grinned, her fists tightening as her divine aura began to circulate.
"Those gods shouldn't have come here," Tet remarked, sensing the outer grid and shaking his head in pity. Marching into this coordinate sector right now was nothing short of a collective suicide run. However, Tet had no intention of intervening; this mess had absolutely nothing to do with his planet's metrics.
Without wasting another second on words, the assembled deities of Seito's faction dissolved into streaks of light, breaching the atmosphere of the Game Star to reinforce the edge of the solar system.
Back in the active battle sector.
Staring at the three identical silhouettes hovering across the void, Calshius and his allies felt their composure waver.
"Don't panic! Those two spatial reflections cannot possibly inherit the full combat parameters of his true physical body!"
Coulton roared, desperately trying to stabilize Calshius's falling morale. It was a universal baseline fact that clones were always structurally inferior to the prime body.
"Exactly!" Zhu Honglong agreed with a massive snort. "As long as we maintain high-priority focus and track our targets carefully, we can manage the trade."
Hearing their reasoning, Calshius forced his tensing mental state to steady, his grip tightening around the shaft of his magnificent halberd.
Across the divide, the real Seito let his lips curl into a sharp, knowing smile. Their basic logic wasn't entirely wrong—the clones didn't possess 100% of his prime performance metrics. But a 95% stat inheritance from a God-King tier spatial matrix was still an absolute nightmare to face.
And more importantly...
"Dimensional Cube—Divide!" Seito barked.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!
The twenty-seven mechanical blocks instantly split into two separate tactical groups. A cluster of fourteen blocks swirled smoothly into an orbital track around the right clone, while the remaining thirteen blocks began to flow defensively around the left clone.
"Which targets are you two picking?" Seito asked his clones with a relaxed smile.
"The giant octopus is mine," the left clone stated flatly, pointing a finger directly toward Coulton, the Demon God-King.
"Then I guess I'll take the oversized lizard," the right clone added playfully.
"Perfect," the prime Seito nodded, his gaze locking onto Calshius. "This bird-man belongs to me."
The three identical entities exchanged a fleeting grin. In the very next millisecond—
Zip—!
Their figures vanished from the grid simultaneously, reappearing right in front of the three panicked targets!
Raising his Dragon Katana high, Seito allowed a massive concentration of pure spatial energy to crawl along the edge of the steel, turning the blade into a blinding pillar of brilliant purple light.
"Dimensional Slash!"
Seito's eyes turned razor-sharp as he brought the blade down in a devastating arc. Calshius's eyes went wide with alarm; he frantically threw his arms up, circulating every ounce of his spatial divinity to brace his halberd for the impact.
The instant the heavy edge of the Dragon Katana slammed against the divine halberd, Calshius felt his entire skeletal structure buckle.
It felt as though a colossal, infinite mountain range had dropped directly onto his shoulders from the heavens. Faced with the overwhelming, absolute weight of nature's sheer destruction, he felt like a mere mortal—completely stripped of the courage to even attempt a counter-trade.
BANG—!
"Pfft—!!!"
Calshius coughed up a violent torrent of golden divine blood, his body transformed into a broken rocket as he was blasted backward. He ripped through the starlit void like a fallen meteor, shattering dozens of rogue asteroids and dead moons, carving a massive, elegant line of destruction across the canvas of the cosmos.
BOOM!
He crashed violently into the crust of a distant dead star, the kinetic impact triggering a cataclysmic shockwave that tore the planet's tectonic plates completely apart. It was a world-ending disaster!
Coulton and Zhu Honglong, who were currently locked in fierce combat with the two spatial clones, caught the data feed out of the corner of their eyes and went completely numb with horror.
Good grief... we are all supposed to be on the exact same God-King tier, so why on earth is Seito's raw offensive output this high?! This is a complete statistical violation!
Desperately trying to maintain their defensive guards against the clones, the two remaining gods threw a frantic look toward Seito's coordinates. As the tracking metrics finally processed the visual data, Zhu Honglong let out a horrified, high-pitched shriek:
"Coulton! Look at his gear! He is wielding two full-scale God-King tier artifacts!"
"What?!" Coulton gasped, his mind completely reeling from the sheer absurdity. He unleashed a massive horizontal sweep to force his clone opponent back, redirecting his central scouter arrays toward Seito. After a single microsecond of analysis, his eyes nearly popped out of his skull.
There was zero margin for error! The legendary Dragon Katana in Seito's hand, along with the pristine white trench coat flowing over his shoulders—both were radiating the distinct, unmistakable resonance of true God-King tier divine armaments! The faint, world-ending pressure leaking from the fabric and the steel was a signature that only belonged to supreme weapons.
"Damn it!" Coulton's face twisted into an ugly, pale grimace.
They had initially assumed that the suffocating God-King pressure blanketing the battlefield was radiating purely from Seito's personal energy pool. They hadn't expected that the monster was packing a complete set of matching God-King gear! Running into a match against an opponent this heavily over-geared felt like an absolute nightmare.
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