Invisible, Luo Fan swept the entire square with his mental power like a tide, keeping a firm lock on the cheetah-shaped silhouette.
He was waiting.
Waiting for Mimicry's one-hour duration to expire.
Yet only ten minutes had passed when a thought suddenly flashed through Luo Fan's mind.
"No."
He frowned slightly.
His shadow possessed all his memories and ways of thinking.
He knew what Luo Fan was waiting for, and he knew that once Mimicry expired, he would surely die.
Then might he prepare a countermeasure beforehand?
Luo Fan's mind raced.
If he were the shadow, trapped in such a desperate situation, what would he do?
Having the system was his greatest advantage!
Then why give his opponent so much time to think?
Mimicry!
His opponent had already used Mimicry once to turn into Zhang Dakai, so he could force him to expend his last stored use of Mimicry!
This was playing with their cards faceup, an open stratagem!
If you followed suit, you would expend your last use of Mimicry!
If you did not, the Banquet Weird's rules would activate, and you would surely die!
Almost the very instant Luo Fan appeared, his cheetah-shaped counterpart whipped his head around to look at him.
Then!
His body began to distort as well.
[Mimicry], activate!
Black-and-gold robes, silvery-white hair, ramlike horns, and eyes gleaming with golden light.
The Young Master Weird.
Just like that, the shadow expended his second use of Mimicry.
Watching that familiar figure opposite him, Luo Fan's smile grew wider.
This was exactly what he had been waiting for. Sure enough, he was now dictating the course of the battle, and every reaction from his opponent fell within his expectations.
After turning into the Young Master Weird, the shadow immediately raised his hand and aimed the Weird Gun