Infinite Clone System Made Me Too OP!

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"W-What-!? Cough!" Ping Yin coughed up a mouthful of dark red blood. He looked down at his stomach and saw a thin sword sticking out of it.

This sight immediately caused his temperament to swirl out of control!

This was followed by him grabbing the blade and shattering it within his grasp, leaving the shards of the black sword to scatter in the wind.

"How Dare You!!!!" He bellowed at a decibel level bordering on insanity!

His figure spiked and fluctuated as something inhuman was being conjured into creation—something far from that of a sane organism.

"Ho? It seems like he has transformed into some form of monster? So it's like this… not bad," Lucifer remarked, his eyes watching the 2-meter man spasm out and expand over 10 times his original size.

RUMBLE!

"Will Kill You!!!!"

The devilish monstrosity roared, his voice traveling across an untold number of miles!

"!?!?" "!?!?" "!?!?"

Even the other Peak Core Formation Realm Cultivators that came with him were left slack jawed at the sight before them.

How were they supposed to anticipate their elder brother transforming into a monster!?

They were supposed to enjoy the curvaceous Fu Wen together! But now look at this sh*t!!!

As their thoughts stirred and their bodies inched ever closer to an escape route, a few shadowy figures lurked in the crevices of space. They watched the Water Nation Experts with cold, piercing gazes, waiting for the perfect opportunity to make a move.

CRACKA—BOOOOOM!

With the eruption of a massive energy cannon attack by Ping Yin, the shadowy figures had all the distraction they needed.

FWIP! FWIP!

They vanished from their spots and took out Mid-Mortal Rank swords. After which, they slashed out at the shocked figures of the Peak Core Formation Realm Cultivators!

SHING! SHING!

A few of them managed to react just in the nick of time as they clanged against the incoming swords with their own weapons. However, the more unluckier ones of the group were unable to even see the edge of the blades as their heads were lobbed clean off.

"Who the hell are you!?"

"Do you know who we are!?"

"I don't think you realize just what sort of trouble you got yourself into with that attack of yours!"

Out of the 15 Peak Core Formation Realm Experts, only 6 of them were able to come out with their lives intact. And of those 6, all of them were as haughty as they could be.

"Hey, Dipshits! Do any of you idiots have any idea how to switch things up!? I mean, what the f*ck is this 'Who are we!?', 'I am…' bullshit!? Does not a single person in this god-forsaken world know how to speak anything other than the language of 'Young Master Peng'???"

Lucifer was getting really sick and tired of all these copy/paste loot bags!

Why were they unable to say anything that he hadn't already heard a million times before!?

"I don't think you understand what we're saying, boy! You are so rurally fucked when the rest of the Main Attack Force finishes cleaning up the Devildukes!"

*Tick!*

"...Okay, that's the final straw. I have decided to take your binary, single-celled catch phrases and stick them ten inches up your a*sholes!"

OOOM!

Lucifer's aura blew the top off the roof as this split consciousness went all out, instructing the other clones to do the same!

After all was said and done, more than 15 Peak Core Formation Realm Clones emitted crimson red auras that extended to the heavens!

Furthermore, there were 30 just like them over in the side of the battle with Ping Yin as well. Which was to say that 45 Peak Core Formation Realm Powerhouses were currently duking it out with the Water Nation, all of whom were clones of the same person…

Speaking of the main body, he had already slipped away from the battlefield for a brief moment. After all, he had some system notifications to look over and some clones to purchase.

BLING!

[Ding! You have killed 10 Peak Core Formation Realm Cultivators of the Water Nation. The reward is 35 Nonillion Clone Essence!]

"35 Nonillion is not bad… Just enough for me to split it in half and buy roughly 20 more clones."

Putting this thought into action, Lucifer spent up 20 Nonillion Clone Essence and spawned in 20 Peak Core Formation Realm Clones.

FWIP! FWIP!

He had all of these clones set out to accomplish the same tasks as the rest of the clones. Which, at this moment, was simply to keep the Ping Yin monster away from him-

BOOOOM!

An ear-splitting explosion reverberated outward as a meteor hit the ground with immense amounts of force!

Except it was not a meteor and was instead one of Lucifer's clones…

"Well, shit…"

Lucifer looked at the gruesome sight of what should be a clone of his. However, the amount of blood and guts sprawled out on the ground outside the body left for quite the unnerving sight.

He couldn't help but think that this clone could've been him. And though he wasn't one to fear away from pain, that didn't mean he wanted his innards turned into outards…

After looking away from the scene, Lucifer was surprised to find the massive horned Ping Yin plummeting from the sky!

"Shit…"

Lucifer understood in that moment that he was in for one hell of a joy ride…

However, he was not looking to end up with the same fate as that clone, so he dodged out of the way.

He wound up landing a little over two miles away, and when he saw the end result of that demon monster hitting the earth, well, let's just say that he was not hoping to turn into a human pancake this fine afternoon.

Did that mean Lucifer would allow this huge loot bag to get away from him??

Well, of course not!

"Time to grind," he uttered, his body already phasing into the speed stream.

The rest of the Peak Core Formation Realm Water Nation Cultivators had already been dealt with, so all 65+ of Lucifer's clones turned their attention to the raging behemoth.

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