Rick bears witness to the monstrous spectacle granted to reality through the voidal manipulation.
He swallowed harshly, noting that each was as strong as the original.
'These are not mere clones,' He thought worriedly, finding a hundred of them too much, especially since there weren't many soldiers in the first place. 'These are perfect clones… phantoms. Even though only the original can use its Echo and Soul Artifact, the phantoms are physically equal.'
It was a troublesome enemy.
Not only could a hundred phantoms overpower the soldiers, but they could also overwhelm.
Even if the soldiers were somehow able to match against the phantoms, all with Master Immortal Spirit 5 physical strength, there would be some phantoms that could go through their defense. On top of being outnumbered by the horde ten to one, now, a tenth of the horde has outclassed the soldiers.
'I need to make up for the legion, but how…?'
