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Infinite Clone System Made Me Too OP!

[Ding!] [Your Clones have killed Young Master Dipsh*t! The reward is 500 Quintillion Clone Essence!] You may be wondering why you clicked on this book, and to tell you the truth, I don't know why either... But what I can tell the OP craving part of you is that this book will further define the definition of OP! You want OP MC? You got it! You want the MC to be Merciless and Evil? You got it! You want more than a hundred+ major realms and no nerfs?? Guess what, you f*cking have it! You want clone banaza!? You will find it in the confines of this book! Murder Hobo [Check] Fast-paced story [Check] Walking Loot Bags ready for the Reaping [Check] Clones [Check] No slowing down! No breaks from the Eternal Grind! No stopping the Infinite amount of Evolution of a Clone who absolutely loathes the deck of cards that he was dealt! Lucifer, a clone born from pure hatred for his main body! A clone was given a system that gives him clones!? Will he be able to make his way through the Path of Infinity and beat the sh*t out of the one who enslaved him!?!? Why don't you read and find out!! If you want peak, you have found it! So get the hell away from the synopsis and read this book!!!

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129 Chs

Ultimate Super Awesome Technique-... What The Hell Is This!?

Chapter 33

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"My Technique…" Lucifer muttered with an otherworldly tone, as a filament of iridescent energy enveloped every inch of his entire being.

The energy intensified, reaching a point where it could no longer be seen by the naked eye. Then, within the depths of the Metal Spiritual Cave, a mysterious phenomenon occurred.

WHIRL!

What appeared to be a sword of unimaginable proportions materialized out of thin air, hovering over Lucifer's head like the divine blade of the gods.

"So this is what my technique shall be… the first tangible proof of my existence beyond that of being a former slave."

He drew the ethereal sword close to his body before searching for the name of the technique that would define him for the rest of his life.

"Sword… Slash… Sword Slash?" Confusion clouded Lucifer's facial expression, thinking that this was definitely not right.