The next day, the changes arrived quietly.
The monster tide, which had originally only howled, charged, and imitated ranged attacks, suddenly changed its behavior!
The monsters at the very front began to undergo bizarre distortions and swell! Their dark-red tentacles grew thicker, condensing sharp bone spikes! Their claws became longer and sharper! Their speed, strength, and defense all underwent a qualitative leap! Moreover, they began to understand simple coordination and tactics, launching attacks in waves and from different angles!
More importantly, the ranged attacks they imitated—those grayish-black, miniature fireballs, lightning spheres, sword qi, wind blades... their power had generally reached the level of a lower-stage Earthly Sovereign!
Although the clones could still easily evade or shatter them, that dense, ceaseless barrage of energy attacks at the lower-stage Earthly Sovereign level was already enough to pose a certain threat to the clones and drain their stamina and focus!
"On the second day, their attacks have already evolved to the power of a lower-stage Earthly Sovereign? And their bodies have begun strengthening too, while they've learned tactics?" Mo Lin's true body set down his wine cup, a trace of gravity flashing through his eyes. It was not fear, but a more precise assessment of the situation. "This rate of evolution... is faster than expected. At this rate, by the third day, these things' imitated attacks may reach Earthly Sovereign Great Perfection, or even... touch the threshold of a quasi-Heavenly Sovereign!"
A monster tide numbering in the hundreds of millions, endless, possessing ranged attack capabilities at Earthly Sovereign Great Perfection, fearless of death, capable of coordination, and constantly learning and evolving... even two Immortal-grade clones would face immense pressure if they merely defended passively, and their consumption would rise sharply.
More importantly, if they were allowed to "learn" the clones' close-combat techniques outside