Dugu Qing's double

Dugu Qing possesses immense magical power and formidable combat strength.

He pushed open the heavy stone door, wondering how much of his own strength the clone that looked exactly like him possessed.

Frieren gripped her crimson wand tightly, her graceful figure swaying as she followed Dugu Qing into the hall.

Fern and Jian Ze stood outside the crack in the door, watching the battle intently.

The clone's eyes remained expressionless. Sensing the enemy's approach, it raised its Battle Sword and its figure suddenly transformed into a cold, blurry afterimage.

In an instant, he appeared in front of Dugu Qing, brandishing his longsword and slashing down with tremendous force.

Dugu Qing held the Clear Radiance Sword horizontally in front of his chest, blocking the attack. He then assessed the clone's strength and was slightly surprised.

It's incredible that this clone possesses almost all of his power!

Frieren flew behind the clone, her wand glowing faintly as she unleashed several Ordinary Attack Magic.

The purple Mana Bullet, incredibly fast and surging with power, hurtled through the air, causing the clone to slightly shift its position.

The Mana Bullet landed on the ground, which was protected by defensive magic, and exploded with a bang, creating a huge cloud of smoke.

The clone, expressionless, stretched out its hand, fingers outstretched, unleashing a torrent of magical power. Purple lightning silently coalesced, unleashing a continuous barrage of Thunder Bombardment.

Frieren flew high in the sky, dodging long-range bombardments, leaving a trail of lightning and explosions in her wake.

Dugu Qing looked at the clone in front of him, which not only possessed its own power but had also learned its own magic. In a flash of inspiration, he thought of a way to take down the clone.

He leaped forward, grabbing the clone's arm.

The clone sensed something, clenched its fist, and slammed it into the ground.

"Boom~"

The earth collapsed, space trembled, the ceiling shattered, and large blue stones fell from the walls, shattering the defensive magic protecting the entire hall.

Dugu Qing was affected, and his speed dropped sharply.

The clone took the opportunity to retreat, creating distance, and aimed its palm at Dugu Qing, releasing several intensely hot fireballs.

Dugu Qing raised his hand and cast Ice-Sealing Technique, suppressing all the fierce fireballs.

"Destructive Lightning Magic"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Frieren closed in, unleashing a vast and powerful bolt of purple lightning that shot out with tremendous force.

The clone shifted its attention and dodged to the side.

"A good opportunity."

Dugu Qing moved with lightning speed, lunging forward and grabbing the clone's arm.

Without hesitation, the clone raised its sword and slashed at Dugu Qing.

Dugu Qing was prepared; he nimbly reached out with his other hand and firmly gripped the opponent's wrist holding the sword.

"Didn't you copy all my power? Now, let's see who's stronger."

The clone remained silent, but strained its arms, swaying violently from side to side in fierce resistance.

Dugu Qing used all her strength to grip the clone's arms tightly, her eyes fixed on Frieren.

Frieren gracefully flew behind the clone.

The clone's eyes shot out a chilling frost, and its surrounding magic transformed into a white storm that soared into the sky, shaking the earth and seemingly about to overturn the labyrinth.

Frieren's wand suddenly emitted a blinding flash of lightning, and the Destructive Lightning shot out, shattering the clone's head.

The skull crumbled into fragments that floated in the air, and the world returned to silence.

"Phew~"

Dugu Qing felt strange watching his own replica being destroyed by Frieren.

Frieren looked around but found no treasure chest. She waved regretfully.

"Let's go!"

Dugu Qing walked up to the clone, buried its body in the pit, giving it some dignity, and then turned and left.

"This clone is incredibly powerful! If it weren't for Dugu Qing and Frieren, countless people would have died trying to destroy it!"

Looking at the devastated hall, Fern secretly rejoiced that he hadn't joined the battle.

Otherwise, if a clone were to throw a punch, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Alright, let's continue the treasure hunt!"

Dugu Qing brushed the dust off his clothes, took out cucumber-flavored potato chips, and began to eat them gently.

"You gluttonous brat."

Frieren grabbed a handful of potato chips, stuffed them into her mouth, and started chewing them with a clattering sound.

The group continued forward, exploring almost all the secret chambers at the bottom level, emptying all the treasure chests and obtaining quite a few good items.

"Ms. Frieren, there are stairs leading to the deepest part."

Before the towering statues of ancient sages and philosophers, Fern discovered a passageway.

Frieren stopped and stood beneath the philosopher's statue pillar. She tapped the stone slab with her finger, and her eyes lit up.

He lay sprawled on the ground, utterly disheveled, and discovered a rusty machine.

She placed her fingers on the sun relief pattern and gently rotated it.

A slight tremor ran through the entire square. The statues of ancient sages and philosophers slowly moved aside, and the walls rippled irregularly, revealing a golden staircase leading to an unknown room.

Frieren smiled happily, humming a cheerful little tune, and climbed the steps, walking briskly inside.

Dugu Qing, Fern, Jian Ze followed closely behind.

After traversing a long staircase, we arrived at a magnificent relief mural.

The painting depicts a king clad in royal robes, wearing a sun crown, holding a scepter, and surrounded by beautiful angels. Civil and military officials kneel in worship, presenting a majestic image.

"This is a mural from the unified dynasty period?" Jian Ze looked at the complete mural and was deeply moved.

"How magnificent!" Fern was so engrossed in the art that she forgot she was in a maze.

Frieren looked at the figure in the painting and found it inexplicably funny; what kind of angel would guard a human king?

It can only be described as artistic creation; those who understand it can appreciate it.

The group left the secret chamber and headed towards the deepest part of the maze.

With Frieren looking after her along the way, Fern had encountered almost no danger. As she neared the end, she couldn't help but murmur to herself...

"This is going a little too smoothly! Could it be that I've already passed?"

Frieren calmly replied, "Maybe, after all, Dugu Qing and I are quite strong."

The three of them turned the corner and came to the front of a grand hall.

Denken, Laufen, Methode, and others stood guard at the door, sighing and groaning, as if they had encountered some trouble.

Frieren asked from the outside, "What's wrong? Why are you all gathered here?"

Denken told him the truth: as long as they passed through the main hall here, they would reach the deepest part of the maze.

However, there is now a replica of Frieren in the main hall, blocking everyone's way. No one has the confidence to face the replica of Frieren, and they can only hold their ground and wait for reinforcements.

"The clone possesses all of Frieren's magic! It seems practically invincible."

"Doesn't Frieren have any weaknesses? She could use mental magic, or binding magic, or something."

Looking at the adorable and innocent Frieren, Laufen offered a suggestion.

Methode stepped forward, embraced Frieren, cast a binding spell, and shook her head regretfully.

"The difference in magical power is too great; the binding magic cannot take effect."

The atmosphere in the room was somewhat heavy.

Fern raised his hand and uttered a startling statement.

"Well, if that's the case, I might be able to kill Ms. Frieren."

Denken, Laufen, Dugu Qing, Methode were slightly surprised.

Wouldn't it be disrespectful to talk about the legendary mage Frieren like that?

Frieren lit up with delight. "Really? Then let's devise a battle plan!"