Stagg Tower was unevenly structured, with one room jutting out and another set back, giving the entire building a highly three-dimensional appearance.
Lin Li did not particularly like this kind of creativity or design. In his words, what the hell was this thing? It was painful to look at.
He parked the Lightning Rider in a dark corner amid the trimmed bushes and quickly entered Stagg Tower. All the security personnel on the first floor were dead, shot to death.
Lin Li spread out his electromagnetic senses and immediately detected Barry surrounded by a crowd on the third floor.
He quickly rushed up to the third floor.
The entire third floor was filled with Danton Black.
Densely packed, all with identical faces.
The Multiplexes seemed to share their vision. One Danton Black spotted Lin Li, and then the densely packed Danton Blacks turned to look at him.
Anyone arriving at this moment was obviously an enemy.
The army-like swarm of Multiplexes surged forward, intending to overwhelm him with sheer numbers.
Unfortunately for them, Lin Li's lightning was a strong counter to them—especially against people whose bodies were still only as strong as ordinary humans. Besides, numbers meant little to him.
The people produced by Multiplex had the same strength as the original body. The original could control his duplicates through brainwave signals emitted from his mind. Lin Li could not yet control such signals; his control abilities had not reached that level. But he could easily disrupt their transmission.
Destruction was always easier than control or creation.
Electric arcs flickered violently at Lin Li's fingertips as he raised his right hand toward the ceiling.
Suddenly, crackling filled the air. The smell of burning insulation from electrical wires spread through the room. Sparks and arcs flashed everywhere, the lights flickered on