In the real world, Cyril emerged from behind an illusory set of double doors.
Cracks spread and deepened across the rectangular charm in his hand, as though it could collapse at any moment.
"The Gray Fog aura is dissipating a little too quickly. It probably won't last even three minutes."
He murmured to himself, looked out the window, then took a step forward and vanished from the room.
At the edge of Flower Square outside Sea Wave Cathedral, Cyril emerged from a dim corner beyond the reach of the gas streetlamps.
He looked at the spired cathedral dominated by deep blue ahead of him and softly recited a phrase in Ancient Hermes: "Replication!"
The translucent charm covered in cracks in his hand instantly ignited with ghostly blue flames before silently dissipating.
The next moment, an ice-blue, translucent Great Dragon with a wingspan exceeding ten meters materialized out of thin air.
Its scales resembled ice crystals, shimmering with translucent, faintly crimson light, as if even the moonlight scattered around it had frozen solid.
Roar~~
After a cruel and savage roar, it flapped its wings and soared into the sky.
Immediately afterward, glittering snowflakes drifted through the air, while the howling gale carried a more piercing chill than before.
Boom!
A silver-white bolt of lightning suddenly struck, hitting the ice-blue Great Dragon soaring through the air head-on.
More lightning serpents then surged forth in dense swarms, carrying an almost tangible aura of savage destruction as they obliterated the translucent dragon flaunting its icy savagery and madness in midair.
"The recreated creature's presence is close to that of the original, but it lacks intelligence. It only has instincts and can only follow simple commands."
"Next time, I can try replicating a smarter creature. Ulyssan can only understand simple commands probably because he's a