Sephiroth's cells could not replicate or spread on their own, which was why it was impossible for him to have a replica. It made him a one-of-a-kind individual.
But now, a Sephiroth replica had appeared.
So if the Lord God hadn't demonically modified the plot, what had it done?
Chang Wei was one of them as well. Seeing his own replica, a complicated feeling could not help but rise within him. Compared to the products of the Jenova Project, he was merely a Super Soldier created through Mako Immersion. Theoretically, he really was easier to replicate.
"Did Shinra replicate even me?"
Sephiroth wore a disdainful smile as he looked at the replica before him as though it were a joke.
He wanted to know just how much of his power this replica could reproduce. After all, he had always longed to find an opponent capable of matching him.
The replica stared back at him coldly. Their gazes met in midair, as though sparks might fly. Even more surprisingly, both sides wielded identical Masamune blades, undoubtedly making the duel even more tense.
Just then, Sephiroth suddenly grew interested. Turning to Chang Wei, he said, "Chang Wei, how about we swap opponents? I'll handle your replica, and you handle mine."
The two had never truly fought at full strength before. They were good friends, after all, and had always held something back. Now that these replicas had appeared, they could finally spar without reservations.
Chang Wei raised an eyebrow at the suggestion, seeming somewhat surprised.
He looked at Sephiroth, then quickly nodded, accepting his proposal. He also wanted to know how much of his own strength this replica could bring out.
And so, an unprecedented duel began. Sephiroth faced Chang Wei's replica, while Chang Wei faced Sephiroth's. Both threw themselves into the