Just then, the clone lowered his head and looked at the bleeding wounds on his body. A clone was a clone, after all. No matter how badly he was hurt, his expression never changed. He always wore that same indifferent expression.
"What's illusory is illusory, after all. Take this one in front of me. No matter how you hurt him, he keeps that same indifferent expression. It really is getting a little dull." Ruri wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then raised his head and spoke as he looked at the clone before him, who wore an indifferent expression.
At that moment, the clone also noticed Ruri watching him. His hands instantly filled with lightning again, flickering from time to time.
"What a nuisance. Looks like there's only one way to make you stop now: kill you. Then you can lie there forever." When Ruri saw lightning instantly surround the clone's palms, he frowned slightly and spoke under his breath.
After speaking, Ruri lowered his head and looked at the long blade in his hand, discovering that quite a few cracks had already appeared on it. He really had not expected that.
Although the clone was virtual, his body was made of metal, after all, so a few cracks had appeared when the long blade struck his body. Calling them cracks was a bit of an exaggeration, but the blade's edge had already curled. The long blade was nowhere near as sharp as it had been before.
"I never thought the material he's made of could leave my long blade in this state. I really didn't expect that. But luckily, this is inside the Ring. Once I get out, my blade will return to its original state." As Ruri spoke, he extended a finger and slowly ran