"King of Abilities, I don't know how you appeared behind me, but you can't kill me. That previous move could only be used once. I won't fall for it again."
One of the Immortal Kangs sneered. At the same time, his body twisted, and a new Immortal Kang was born and flew to stand nearby.
As long as there was no limit on slots, Immortal Kang could keep creating clones. The energy and stamina consumed meant nothing to him, because he could recover quickly. That was Perfect Doomsday.
"Immortal Kang, your combat intelligence really is lacking. You fail to sense the problem every time."
Andrew looked at the Scythe of Death gradually dissipating in his hand and sighed. "Data analysis like a computer is indeed impressive, but the strongest warriors always rely on themselves, not data analysis."
"There's another problem?"
Immortal Kang was alarmed. Last time, he had still harbored doubts. After all, there was no reason he should have been unable to sense a problem with himself. He was Immortal Kang!
But this time, Immortal Kang completely believed Andrew. If the other man said there was a problem with him, then there definitely was one. That alone showed that his confidence had begun to waver.
"The target of the last attack was nine versions of me. This time, it only attacked one of me. That's not right. Given the Scythe of Death's power, using it on just one of me is far too wasteful."
As soon as Immortal Kang analyzed the situation, he discovered the issue. He immediately activated his Healing Ability. No matter what methods King of Abilities had, restoring his health first could never be wrong. That way, even if something happened, he would have a chance to remedy it.
After buffing himself, Immortal Kang said nothing