As Wen Xishu and the others walked to the courtyard of the residential area, the plants had overgrown the public exercise equipnt.
Not far away, there was a huge sandbox where children used to play.
Strangely, there were no plants covering the area.
In the center of the sandbox stood a child, barefoot in the sand, seemingly building sandcastles.
Enzo was a bit taken aback—was this the "Demon King" they were supposed to deal with?
Wen Xishu was already accustod to the existence of a child's body with overwhelming combat power.
They walked to the edge of the sandbox.
The child turned from facing away from them to facing them.
The child clearly noticed Wen Xishu as well.
His eyes were extrely horrifying, not even worthy of the na "eyes."
In his eyes, there were no whites, only countless pupils, like a spoonful of black caviar piled on a plate, or more precisely, like a cluster of apple snail eggs growing in the eye.
The pupils were densely packed, squeezing into each eye.
Enzo's fear of dense patterns flared up.
"Kill... kill you all, kill everyone... only then will I be able to... find myself, kill you all!"
The seemingly harmless little boy suddenly uttered a strange sentence.
Enzo was still waiting for the "cutscene," but to his surprise, as soon as the little boy finished speaking, the boss fight began directly.
The little boy's figure moved instantly and appeared in front of Wen Xishu and the others.
Countless pupils reflected Wen Xishu's image.
The little boy opened his mouth as if preparing to fight like a beast, ready to tear his prey apart.
The mont his mouth opened, Wen Xishu noticed... several rows of teeth, nurous tongues inside the little boy's mouth.
No, it shouldn't be said as several rows, it was countless.
The teeth had fine teeth growing on them, and the tongues had sticky tongues growing within.
Obviously, without opening his eyes and mouth, he looked like a normal person, but now he gave Wen Xishu the feeling... it was like a monster out of a horror movie.
At the mont the little boy was about to bite Wen Xishu, Wen Xishu executed a Perfect Bounce.
At the sa ti, he activated the Ultimate Kick.
The powerful kick sent the little boy flying.
anwhile, Enzo also drew out a weapon.
He directly took out a rough-lined RPG with ink and wash style from his painting.
An ink bomb started bombarding the little boy.
The little boy couldn't dodge the hit, and his eyes were full of terror:
"No! Don't kill !"
He was actually afraid.
But the scene that followed was extrely bizarre.
The little boy, who was sent flying by Wen Xishu and hit by Enzo's drawn weapon, instantly exploded...
As if he was blown to pieces, blood and flesh were everywhere.
But the next second, Enzo got goosebumps:
"How... how can this be?"
Countless pieces of flesh began to wriggle, and in an extrely short ti, hundreds of little boys appeared in the sandbox area of the courtyard.
These little boys were almost identical to the original.
Eyes full of dense pupils, like apple snail eggs, multiple rows of teeth, and many tongues.
They all looked at Wen Xishu and Enzo in agony and anger.
Wen Xishu suddenly felt an extrely bad premonition.
"Are these considered a single person's clones? Or are they the birth of hundreds of people? The Libra would never tip..."
If this ant the birth of hundreds of "lives," wouldn't the balance, never tipping, imply hundreds of deaths occurring in an instant?
Wen Xishu looked around, but nothing seed to have changed.
And at that mont, the hundreds of little boys charged at them in anger.
Wen Xishu and Enzo stood back-to-back, their combined strength could easily hold off this wave of assault.
With the Scorpio Knife in Wen Xishu's hand, icy glimrs slashed out over and over.
Ink and Wash Style Warrior Enzo continuously bombarded the surrounding enemies.
Both had very high combat power; the hundreds of children couldn't get close at all.
But the battle had only begun to show its eerie nature.
The hundreds of children had unknowingly broken into tens of thousands...
Clearly continually killing, Wen Xishu and Enzo realized that the number of enemies had grown unimaginably.
""Kill... kill you all, kill everyone... only then will I be able to... find myself, kill you all!""
"I am the real one! You are all fake!"
The little boy said this and launched an attack.
But it was not a single little boy saying it, but countless little boys.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill you all! Find myself!"
Countless little boys charged again.
The artist finally understood—these little boys seed unkillable; each death would only split into two new little boys.
"Damn, how can this be fought?"
Enzo suddenly didn't know whether he should attack.
At this mont, even though they were inside the courtyard, they could feel the change in the atmosphere outside.
Countless people dying, countless occupied buildings receiving new owners again.
The city's monsters, their auras constantly fluctuating, destruction and rebirth alternating.
Enzo didn't know how to fight anymore, nor could he escape, because the boss fight prevented him from leaving the residential area.
Wen Xishu thought for a mont and said:
"Don't attack them for now, avoid them first! We can't let them multiply any further."
Enzo understood; the more they killed, the more enemies would appear. Before finding a way to make them disappear for good, it wasn't appropriate to make a move.
"Help hold on for a while; I'll draw a maze and we'll hide in it!"
Enzo began sketching.
Wen Xishu was surprised—so they could do that? This SSS-level hero is indeed handy.
But even for Wen Xishu, holding back such a horde of monsters wasn't easy.
His swordsmanship grew sharper and sharper because swinging the blade also has skill proficiency.
Perfect Bounce and Ultimate Kick were also increasing in proficiency.
Turns out this was actually a training ground.
Wen Xishu suddenly rembered, Scorpio said this was a place of great nourishnt.
As he used the Scorpio Knife to parry attacks, he pondered—was this what Scorpio ant by nourishnt?
But Wen Xishu felt that couldn't be it.
"I can't get stuck in endless battles, I must find a way to... stop the splitting process."
The little boy's assault was fierce; fortunately, his fundantal strength wasn't strong, but his infinite splitting ability made him seem conceptually invincible.
Wen Xishu realized that as soon as he killed a target here, it would turn into two.
He did his best not to slaughter, only to protect Enzo.
Yet still, the number of little boys multiplied.
The phrase "I am the real one, you are all fake!" continuously bombarded Wen Xishu's hearing.
Tens of thousands of little boys chanting the sentence together.
Soon after, Wen Xishu discovered... not just nearby, but even on the buildings in the corner of the residential area, the figures of little boys appeared.
He carefully scanned the surroundings with his gaze and finally discovered—the children were attacking each other!
Their mutual attacks resulted in more and more little boys splitting off.
"No... sothing's wrong. How can they keep splitting so much, yet show no signs of fatigue?"
Wen Xishu was just barely holding on; these children without fear, acting like human bombs, crazily crashing towards Wen Xishu.
Relying on Perfect Bounce and evasion, Wen Xishu could barely sustain himself.
And even in this situation, he was still contemplating a way to break out.
He found that the bug-level splitting ability didn't drain the boys' stamina at all.
After the number of little boys surpassed a hundred thousand, the city's power dynamics reshuffled entirely.
"Every ti they die, it wasn't death—it was rebirth, and double rebirth too... which requires two outside deaths to maintain equilibrium, so the Libra doesn't tip."
"But there's no deathly aura inside here, so it must be happening outside?"
Wen Xishu grew more alard the more he thought about it. He had no idea how Elsa and Devon were doing now.
But at the sa ti, he was approaching a certain truth:
"My proficiency increases quickly but can't keep up with the splitting speed..."
"This splitting speed, in half an hour, can reach millions!"
"Yet the little boy showed no signs of physical exhaustion. His splitting speed increased with each subsequent split."
"Could it be that the energy for the splitting wasn't his own, but borrowed from other sources?"
Wen Xishu vaguely found the answer. At this point, Enzo's sketch of a labyrinth, though crude, was complex enough, and the painting was thrown into the sky by Enzo.
Not long after—
A layered maze descended from the sky! The structure of the residential area instantly beca complex.
Wen Xishu and Enzo hid in the depths of the maze. Wen Xishu said:
"I sowhat understand why this is an inferior product. Libra's ambition is certainly large."
Enzo said:
"You have a way to break this situation?"
Wen Xishu nodded:
"Yes, but first, we need to find the source of power that's causing the infinite splitting."
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