Dinner? What kind of meal?
Old Zhang and several professional who heard his words were stunned.
Is there something wrong with this kid's brain?
However, the next second, they had no time to think about this problem.
Because Yang Yu raised his hand.
A majestic and vast golden energy exploded with him as the center!
"Wheel of Judgment!"
With a low shout, a huge sword wheel composed of countless Golden Light Sword slowly emerged behind him.
The bright golden light soared into the sky, instantly overshadowing all the surrounding skill effects, dyeing the City Wall area into a sacred golden color.
"Holy shit!"
"What a strong energy wave!"
"What skill is this?!"
The professional people around were stunned by this sudden change and looked sideways.
Even Old Zhang, who had been cursing, had his eyes wide open at this moment and his mouth was so wide that he could fit an egg in it.
He is an experienced Gold-rank Mage, so he can naturally feel the terrifying power contained in that Golden Sword Wheel.
This is definitely not a skill that Gold-rank wearing novice equipment can unleash!
Did I make a mistake? Is this man a hidden boss?
Just when everyone was in shock and confusion, Yang Yu's voice sounded again, calm and indifferent.
"Myriad Manifestations as One."
The moment he finished speaking, the huge Golden Sword Wheel behind him began to undergo incredible changes.
"Buzz!!!"
As Yang Yu gave the order, the huge Golden Sword Wheel behind him began to tremble violently.
Immediately afterwards, a scene happened that made everyone present's eyes almost pop out of their heads.
Golden Light Sword, whose handle constitutes the sword wheel, seemed to be given life and separated from the sword wheel.
They stretched and deformed in mid-air, and finally turned into golden figures wearing Wild Boar King Set exactly like Yang Yu!
One, two, ten...
As if endless, golden clones kept pouring out of the sword wheel like dumplings!
Fifty, one hundred, two hundred...
"What the fuck is this?!"
Mage Old Zhang was completely dumbfounded. He subconsciously rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating due to excessive consumption.
Avatar skills?
What a joke!
What kind of clone skills can produce so many at once?
Even if it is "Shadow Lord" who specializes in clone assassination in Legendary difficulty, or "Bone King" who commands the undead, at the stage of Gold-rank, being able to control more than a dozen clones or summons at the same time is already incredible!
What are these in front of me? Hundreds of them? And they are still increasing!
"Oh my God! Who is he?"
"This skill is unheard of!"
"Look! Three hundred of them!"
On City Wall, the professionals in charge of this area have completely forgotten about the battle. Everyone's eyes are fixed on Yang Yu and the ever-expanding army of clones behind him.
Yang Yu himself also felt the rapid passage of energy in his body at this moment.
"Hey, this Myriad Manifestations as One is really a big eater."
He thought to himself.
Transforming a Light Sword into a clone that inherits 30% of its attributes requires a huge amount of mental and physical energy.
He could clearly feel that the mental and physical strength on his Attribute Panel, which had increased tenfold after Deity Incarnation reached millions, was rapidly declining at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Almost every clone requires 10,000 points of mental and physical energy.
The price is not terrible.
If it had been any other Gold-rank professional, even the King-level that just Class Change, I'm afraid it would have turned into hundreds of clones, and it would have been completely drained.
Only a monster like him, whose attributes are so outrageously inflated, can spend so extravagantly.
When the number of clones reached three hundred, Yang Yu stopped.
It's not that he can't change anymore, but no matter how much he feels, it will have some impact on him.
Putting him into a weak state would make him feel very uncomfortable.
He was also lucky enough to experience skills like King's Descent.
"Three hundred clones that inherit 30% of my attributes and possess all my skills are enough."
Yang Yu felt the clear spiritual connection with the three hundred clones and nodded with satisfaction.
This was more than he expected.
He had thought before that he could produce dozens or even hundreds at most.
Behind him, the three hundred Golden Clone, like the most elite soldiers, were neatly arranged on top of the City Wall, standing silently.
They occupied the boss's space and even pushed aside Old Zhang and others next to him.
Old Zhang was completely speechless at this moment. He stared blankly at the "army" transformed from one person in front of him, feeling that his world view was being pressed to the ground and rubbed repeatedly.
Three hundred...
What kind of bird thing is this?
Even if the strength of each clone is only a little bit of the main body, these three hundred together are enough to kill any Gold-rank enemy!
What's more, he can feel that the aura emanating from these Golden Clone is even above him!
"A monster... what a monster..."
Old Zhang murmured to himself, looking at Yang Yu from the initial disdain to deep fear.
Even subconsciously stay away from here.
He was afraid that Yang Yu would hold a grudge and let these clones beat him up.
However, this is not the end.
This is just the beginning.
Just when everyone thought that this mysterious man wearing Wild Boar Mask would command his three hundred clones to fight against monsters.
A scene that even made their scalp numb happened.
The Yang Yu standing in the front and the three hundred Golden Clone behind him raised their hands at the same time, as if they were connected.
Their movements were uniform and precise, as if they were carved from the same mold.
Then, a cold and loud voice came from three hundred and one throats at the same time, resounding throughout the entire battlefield.
"Wheel of Judgment!"
Three hundred huge Golden Sword Wheel appeared behind three hundred clones at the same time!
Each sword wheel is composed of thousands of Light Sword!
In an instant, the dense Golden Light Sword, like a swarm of locusts appearing out of thin air, instantly covered the sky above the entire Fortress!
The sunlight was completely blocked, and the earth fell into a golden shadow.
A rough count, the number of Light Sword is more than tens of thousands?
One hundred thousand? Five hundred thousand? One million?
No one can count them.
They only know that what is hanging above their heads at this moment is a piece of Death Curtain composed of pure energy Light Sword!
The entire battlefield, at this moment, fell into a strange silence.
Whether it was professional who was fighting bloody battles on City Wall, or Abyss monsters who was fearless of death under City Wall, they all stopped subconsciously, raised their heads, and stared blankly at the spectacular and despairing scene in the sky.