This was the first time Robet had ever seen close-quarters techniques that carried long-range attacks. Before this, even Captain Marvel Carol, who loved condensing energy around her fists more than anyone, had not added ranged damage to every basic attack.
Since Franklin could attack from so far away, there was no point in his constantly flashing right up to Robet. On the contrary, energy fluctuations at such close range would only draw Robet's attention. He would have been better off unleashing wide-range firepower from a distance, like the Prince's Combat Method.
"Not a single hit? I don't believe it!" Franklin watched as every one of his moves was dodged by Robet with effortless ease, and his brows knitted tightly. Then his figure suddenly retreated, pulling away from Robet.
"Figured it out?" Robet looked toward Franklin. He could tell that although Franklin had advanced to the multiversal level earlier, his combat experience could not compare to Cyttorak's. There was even an enormous gap between them.
Perhaps it was because Franklin's strength had risen too quickly when he was first born. He had crushed everything in his path and directly reached the multiversal level, leaving him without any truly troublesome, hard-fought battles. That was why Franklin had never gained real combat experience.
However, Robet had clearly misunderstood Franklin's move at this moment. He had originally thought Franklin had failed to gain much of an advantage with his strange close-range combat and had therefore chosen to give up attacking in that manner, but Franklin now made a choice beyond Robet's imagination.
With a buzz, a mysterious force acted upon Franklin's body. Immediately afterward, one Franklin after another walked out from within him.
This move looked somewhat similar to Strange's incarnation technique, but in essence, it was entirely different, because every Franklin here truly