Although the hatched cuttlefish Uruk-hai were not elites, their ordinary attacks were very unique. They used the long, aberrated tentacles on their left arm to whip the enemy. The attack range was up to five or six meters, and the mucus and suction cups on the tentacles could reduce the enemy's speed by 15%. They could also spray out ink to damage the enemy's vision and greatly reduce their hit rate.
Moreover, the cuttlefish Uruk-hai had the advantage in numbers. There were two of them at the time of hatching. The clone was currently being attacked from both sides by these two guys. Their HP was close to 3,000 after Sheyan's bonus, so it was very difficult to kill them quickly.
As time went by, the clone's HP was steadily decreasing. He roared again and again, trying to break through the golden leech + genetic curse smoke + the slowing effect of the two cuttlefish Uruk-hai to chase after Sheyan. Unfortunately, he was unable to move forward under the pincer attack of multiple parties.
Sheyan stood in the distance, watching as his identical 'self' dashed left and right in the ambush. He was like an incomparably ferocious shark, struggling frantically in a flexible fishing net, but ultimately unable to escape from the inextricable shackles.
Although he was still full of vigor and vitality, if he continued to develop like this, then this trapped beast would not be able to escape the fate of failure.
Seeing this, Sheyan felt that the dust had settled. If there were no accidents, breaking through the dual-attribute boundary should not be a problem. But Sheyan was already standing far away because he had always been a cautious person. The difficulty of breaking through the dual-attribute boundary was no small matter. It was hard to say if there would be any accidents.
20,000,
Fifteen thousand.
9,000 ….
These numbers indicating the clone's HP were like heavy weights in Sheyan's eyes, accelerating his nervousness. The ambush personally created by Sheyan was like a blunt knife cutting through flesh, ruthlessly nibbling away at the opponent's vitality and hope bit by bit.
Sheyan still had a backup plan. Every time he used the 'Cultivate' ability, his MP would be reduced by 33%, so he brought MP recovery medicine and food, but he did not bring any HP recovery items such as honorary dosage. The party ability 'Gloryheal' was also on cooldown.
Sheyan could only recover 3,000 HP with the honorary dosage, while the clone could recover more than 30,000 HP. For a battle with limited time, it was very unwise to bring HP recovery medicine.
Sheyan's MP had recovered to 50%. He expected to be able to use the 'Cultivate' ability at least two more times! If there was still enough time, even if the clone had twice the HP, he would still be exhausted to death.
Finally, the clone's HP fell below 5,000 points. He could feel death approaching him. He let out an unwilling roar. Even the corners of his eyes and nostrils had cracked due to his anger.
"Why, why, I can't accept this!!!"
At this time, the clone seemed to have a final burst of strength. He actually turned his body around and forcibly adjusted himself. Although his memory had been erased, with the passage of time, he could often perform many instinctive actions. It was like a swimmer who had lost his memory. His mind might be blank and he would not know what he was useful for, but if he was thrown into the water, he would definitely not drown!
Sheyan did not make any moves in the face of this situation. It was a little too late for the clone to be thinking of sharpening his spear at the last minute. The work of mixing was definitely not as easy as one would imagine.
If the clone forcibly mixed like this, not only would his defence be reduced to zero, but the failure rate would also be astonishingly high. Even someone as skilled as Sheyan had not been attacked before. He had only been mixing while sliding down the snowy mountain. Unfortunately, he had failed to mix a bottle of the potion, let alone when he was being attacked.
But there were often small probability events in this world. After mixing for nearly 20 seconds, the clone actually managed to complete a bottle of the genetic curse potion. He immediately roared and smashed the bottle to the ground!
Suddenly, the shockwave from the shattering of the genetic curse potion spread rapidly, and the dark curse cloud shrouded the battlefield. Not only that, but the three-second stun effect also gave the clone a chance to catch his breath. He suddenly rushed to the periphery.
For some reason, his movement speed actually increased by a lot. Sheyan's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw this. The thing he was most afraid of was some kind of breakthrough at the brink of death.
Three seconds passed in the blink of an eye. A planted Uruk-hai immediately took a step forward, raised his tentacle and swept it towards the clone. The tentacle whizzed through the air, sending mud flying everywhere. The tentacle was about to wrap itself around the clone.
But at this moment, the clone reached out and grabbed his tentacle. One could even clearly see that the eyes of the clone were rapidly turning red. If one took a closer look, one could even see that the capillaries in his eyes were bursting crazily, soaking his eyes into the color of blood!
Next, a clear tendril grew out of the fingertip of the clone. The tendril was flesh-red and looked strangely powerful. Sheyan was not unfamiliar with it at all. It was the tentacle of the 'Stairway of the Sun'!
The planted Uruk-hai began to roar in horror. It instinctively wanted to move and escape, but it found that it could not break free at all, so it immediately cut off its tentacle and retreated quickly!
However, although his movements were very fast, the five long flesh-red tendrils had already wrapped around him like a shadow. The tendrils danced in the air, twisting like snakes in the air. They suddenly shot out five to six meters, then wrapped around his body without a trace of smoke or fire. They wound around his body like blood vessels!
The planted Uruk-hai immediately froze on the spot, then quickly dissolved in a strange way, like a wax figure being heated. In just a dozen seconds, it completely dissolved into the ground like fiery oil.
Sheyan knew what was going on. When it sensed that its host was about to die, the 'Stairway of the Sun' instinctively took over the body for the sake of survival!
But this was not the only thing Sheyan was worried about! Because he had just thought of something else.
When the Realm replicated him, the Nightmare Realm found that his ability had individual differences and particularities, so the 'Beast of Corrosion' ability could not be replicated. Sheyan suddenly thought of something. The Realm must have spent a lot of energy trying to replicate the 'Poison Monarch', but unfortunately, it failed.
However, it was just like forging a divine weapon. It did not mean that the materials would disappear into thin air if the weapon was not successfully forged. That was the crux of the problem! After the Realm failed to replicate the 'Poison Monarch', what kind of ability did it create?
With this in mind, Sheyan felt that he could not wait any longer. If he waited any longer, then he might really fail miserably at such an easy task!
He clenched his fists silently.
"Ahhhhh!!"
The replica screamed wildly. The blood vessels on the surface of his body, neck and forehead were obviously swollen to the limit, as if they had undergone intense exercise. It seemed that with just a little bit more force, all the blood vessels would explode and burst.
Something could be seen wriggling violently in his blood vessels. It should be the roots of the 'Stairway of the Sun'. It seemed that the 'Stairway of the Sun' intended to completely take over the body to evolve and fight in a body most suitable for it!
At that moment, Sheyan had already bent over and pounced in front of the replica, punching him in the chest. The replica immediately reacted strongly by raising his hand and grabbing it!
There was no doubt that Sheyan's basic attributes were much inferior to the replica's in this attack, so he was at a disadvantage. He groaned and tried to retreat. However, the clone grinned ferociously. Fleshy red roots grew out of the five fingers that gripped Sheyan, and they pierced into Sheyan's body in an instant.
But Sheyan also had the 'Stairway of the Sun' in his body!
And it was a unique 'Stairway of the Sun' that even the Realm could not replicate!
Sensing that its territory had been invaded, it immediately wriggled and stretched out its tentacles in an instant. They grew rapidly and intertwined with the fleshy red roots that had pierced into Sheyan.
Although there was a big gap between Sheyan's basic attributes and the replica's, the 'Stairway of the Sun' in Sheyan's body was, strictly speaking, more dominant!
The two 'Stairway of the Sun' tentacles intertwined with each other and immediately started a fierce battle. It was obvious that the battle would also affect the main body! Sheyan could not help but scream. The replica was also trembling as if it had been electrocuted.
At that moment, Sheyan took a deep breath. An abnormal flush flashed across his face, and his thick black eyebrows intertwined. His other free arm suddenly clenched. His muscles and bones suddenly swelled and became as hard as iron. They even turned a strange greenish-black colour. The swollen blood vessels violently swallowed and spat out blood and nutrients, gathering all the energy in his body in one place!
The huge amount of energy immediately stimulated the 'Stairway of the Sun' in Sheyan's body to twitch. A main tentacle grew wildly and split at an indescribable speed. It instantly circled around the blood vessels and nerves in Sheyan's left hand and took over the arm. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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