Even during the months, Luke had been trying to train the , he had never seen anything like what he was seeing now.
A semi-transparent clone of the seven-ter giant began to move to his left, swerving as if to surprise him.
Luke saw this clone and was startled. Unconsciously, he tried to move his arms and legs, but again he couldn't and felt the weight of the world increase even more. Nevertheless, this ti sothing different from the other tis that happened.
When the half-wolf wanted very much to move, a mist around the whole gray world appeared, creating a world now where there was only Luke and the five mbers of the Legion. By coincidence or not, at that sa ti, everything began to move even slower than it usually did. The minutes inside Gene's Ability, which had previously been seconds on the outside, were now only thousandths of a second.
After ten minutes of trying to understand what he had done differently this ti, Luke looked at the giant clone and wished he could see him more closely because he was now practically still.
At that mont, Luke was suddenly pulled forwards to close to the giant with the blue eyes and spider mouth.
"Whoaa! What the hell was that?" Luke unconsciously looked back and saw his own body, completely static.
But, at the sa ti, he could see the giant, which ans he could see the giant and himself as if his mind and vision were being split in two.
"Now I can move...? And speak?" he asked himself, almost not believing it and looking at his own hands to check that he hadn't turned into a ghost.
The half-wolf moved his callused fingers and smiled, happy that he was still made of flesh and blood. Curious that he could see this clone of himself, Luke walked to his side.
"I need to trim my tail hair..." Luke thought as he analyzed his own tail, which was quite bulky for the first ti in his life.
Now, Luke could not only move within the ability, but also see the battlefield from several angles at once, but, sohow, this didn't cause him any strangeness, like his mind was able to assimilate all of this as natural.
"Is this... the true function of the Legendary Skill?" He wondered with his hand on his chin, watching a little saliva slowly drip from the seven-ter giant's mouth.
The S-Class advice about Legendary Skills not always being of destructive power finally made so sense to the half-wolf, but the seed too incomplete.
"This is a Legendary Skill, it can't just be that."
The half-wolf's dissatisfaction, encouraged him to search further within that gray world.
He moved even closer to the giant's clone and noticed that several lines ford him, making him look almost transparent as if he were ethereal.
After an hour had passed, Luke concluded that not only was the clone made of lines, but also this whole world.
Since when he walked in this murky world, he didn't get tired, not like when he tried to move before, plus the fact that there was a static copy of him, Luke soon ca to a conclusion:
"It's not my body moving here, but my mind..."
What was actually moving was the consciousness of the half-wolf, which while he was moving, was quickly processing the details of his enemies and a bit about the environnt, at least as far as the mist bounded.
The lines in the environnt ford everything, the ground, people, and even Luke's own hands.
At one point, Luke was so focused on these lines, he noticed that they moved faster near the giant's clone, like they were drawing him.
Suddenly, Luke felt like a crystal of illumination had lit up in his mind.
"I wonder if I can 'draw' here?" Thinking this way, Luke tried to touch the lines, only no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move them in place.
He gave up his idea of moving them by brute force and experinted with imagining them moving. As he deduced, the lines trembled for a few monts and stopped.
"I suppose I must have an image or soone in mind."
Luke looked to the side and saw the woman with black hair and green skin.
When he began to think about her, the lines trembled one more ti, and just as Luke imagined, soon the lines started to lift off the ground and interlock, gaining relief and volu, as if they had always been there. The result was a clone identical to the real woman.
It wasn't hard for the half-wolf to deduce that the giant's clone was also the result of his desire to try to find ways to be able to contain the Legion alone.
On his next attempt, Luke experinted with creating a clone of himself. When he succeeded, he gained another angle of vision inside the Legendary Skill, which added three angles of vision. His brain absorbed everything naturally.
This new clone could not only move where Luke wanted him to move, but he could also speak and think for himself.
"This world is not sothing 'designed'. Is this all like... a theater show?" Luke put his hand over his mouth and began to wonder, trying to find a correct adjective. " It' s like that word redith always said when we saw a shadow theater on the street... a... simulation? No... I don't know if it's really that."
After, Luke spent so more ti doing tests on his consciousness and his simulated body. The half-wolf experinted with seeing himself fighting, practicing Sea Ornant. To his surprise, he was able to identify several errors that he couldn't see in the first person while practicing the martial art positions.
Until he realized one thing:
"If I can 'simulate' myself... can I also simulate... them?" Luke cogitated, looking at the Legion monsters. After all, he could make clones of them, and it would be very useful if they moved.
The half-wolf thought, and suddenly, the woman's clone and the giant's clone started moving towards him. So, two hours passed inside the . Luke made dozens of tests and discoveries.
The first discovery that surprised him was that the clones could move without the necessity that Luke had to give them orders, except if he wanted them to return a movent or stop for him to rest.
Luke put himself up to fight them all together on the first attempt, and this was a complete defeat, with his clone almost dying at the end.
On the second attempt, Luke tried fighting them one by one. The result? Another defeat.
Sohow, the sons of Masink and Marie were even stronger than the demons themselves.
In the third, fourth, fifth, and dozens of other attempts, Luke was almost killed many tis. Since he didn't know what would happen if he died in this world, Luke didn't take any chances and never allowed his clones to be killed. And to make matters worse, the pain he felt in this simulated world was exactly like pain in real life.
"Surely it was a reckless and thoughtless thing to call the entire Legion to fight, because if it wasn't for this Legendary Skill, I would be dead." The half-wolf thought, with a euphoric smile on his face and a heavy lung.
It didn't matter if he wasn't getting positive results yet, because he was determined to continue in this world until he got the best result possible.
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