After saying that, Shokuhou Misaki saw another Jiu Ming suddenly leap out from a Gap behind the Jiu Ming before her. He patted "Jiu Ming" on the shoulder, and the latter instantly scattered into grayish-green mist, merging into Jiu Ming's hand.
"What am I even supposed to say? With a clone ability like yours, wouldn't it be ridiculously easy to become some mastermind lurking behind the scenes?" What boss these days dared not have a second transformation, multiple clones, multiple resurrections, and the ability to survive no matter how many times they were beaten? Even if they were killed, a new one would pop out after a while, saying that the one everyone had struggled so hard to defeat was merely one of this lord's weaker clones...
"That would be exhausting. A clone is just a clone—don't assume that just because you can't spot any differences, it's the same as the original. There's an essential difference... as for what it is, I won't spell it out. You probably don't want to hear it anyway." As Jiu Ming spoke, he fiddled with a Sealed Card in his hand.
Shokuhou Misaki leaned forward for a closer look, nearly unable to stop herself from snapping at Jiu Ming. Lowering her voice, she asked, "Didn't you give that thing away?"
"Yeah, I gave it away." Jiu Ming nodded.
"Then what's that in your hand? Can this thing be mass-produced?"
"Who ever said Odin only had one spear?" The corners of Jiu Ming's lips lifted slightly. Seeing Shokuhou Misaki getting ready to swing her bag at him, he hurriedly continued, "Ahem, it has to do with my ability. Just treat the one I gave away as a projection of this weapon. It can only be used twice; it's like a consumable item. Once it's used