Chapter 78
Chapter 78
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: [Unknown]
Chapter Title: Infinite Crystal
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A naked version of myself stood right in front of me.
His dick was rock-hard, dripping thick globs of mixed semen and pussy juice.
"Anyone wanna give my cock a cleaning blowjob?"
That was the first thing the bastard said as he looked us over.
Someone to suck the dick he'd just pulled out of sex and clean it spotless with their mouth.
In this absurd situation, no one would fall for such a ridiculous demand...
...Swish.
"Ahem!"
There shouldn't be...
"Wha—huh?!"
"It looked so damn tasty, I couldn't help myself...! Almost lost my balance there!"
The two women flanking me—Princess Lee Miran and Kwon Mina—swallowed hard, slowly raising their hands before yanking them back down at my cough.
"Wh-what the hell is that? It looks exactly like you, Kim Yongchan..."
"More than anything, that dick size... no way it's fake!"
Both of them were breathing a little ragged.
They knew full well it was some deep-layer trap, yet they seemed oddly disappointed.
Meanwhile, Kwon Mina confirmed by stroking my own dick that this thing had perfectly replicated my junk down to the genitals.
It really seemed like Kim Yongchan.
"No one for a cleaning blowjob?"
"Of course not!"
"Even if it looks exactly like you—dick and all—we're not sucking off some fake's cock!"
"Oh? That's a shame."
The two scowled in refusal, doing their best to look disgusted.
Even as drool still leaked from their mouths... they stared at the women in front of them who clearly wouldn't suck him off.
"Guess I'll have to handle it this way, then."
"That's..."
"A crystal?"
The naked me shrugged and held up a crystal shard the size of my palm.
Then he brought it right up to his cum-and-juice-smeared dick.
Shloop.
"Huh?"
"What?!"
His dick... vanished?
No, more like it slipped inside the crystal shard?
Lick lick slurp slurp.
The fake Kim Yongchan had sent just his cock through the crystal.
Suddenly, vulgar slurping sounds echoed from inside the shard, like some bitch greedily licking his meat rod.
A few seconds later.
Shloop.
He pulled his dick back out of the crystal.
The shaft, once coated in thick fluids, now bore only neat kiss marks—the hallmark of a thorough cleaning.
"Looks like the bitch did a good job."
"Bitch...?"
"The trash you saw licking it through the crystal. Lee Seolgi."
"?! Seolgi?!"
So those lipstick smudges all over his cock were from Seolgi's lips?
...Crunch.
'Why does that piss me off so much?'
It was clearly me, but it didn't feel like me at all—like I'd taken a hard smack to the back of the head.
Anyway, it felt like an enemy.
"Hey, just so you know—what's your goal here?"
"Yeah. Kill you, fuck the girls on either side roughly, then kill them."
"Oh, right?"
No need to hold back against someone planning to kill us.
Especially if that someone was a version of myself I hated—made me want to beat his ass no matter what.
So.
"Armament..."
"ON."
Same Kim Yongchan after all?
We both activated Armament at the same time, suits forming as we leaped at each other and clashed fists.
Boom!
"Y-Yongchan?!"
"I'll handle this guy! Check the area for anything else suspicious!"
"Uh, okay?"
Meanwhile.
As the real Kim Yongchan dragged the fake off to their own battlefield.
Kwon Mina stared in confusion at the sudden appearance of Yongchan and how the two vanished in an instant.
More than anything—a man in combat!
That weird power enveloping his body, and whatever let him move that fast—it sure as hell wasn't some fragile guy's role.
Yongchan's place to shine was the bed!
He could be a beast at night, but in a dungeon like this? Just a guy good at fucking.
"Wait, Yongchan!"
So Mina was about to dash after the two flying off to crash their fight.
"Hold on a sec."
Princess Lee Miran grabbed her.
And right then—where no one had been moments ago—fakes of themselves appeared before they noticed.
"That's... me?"
"Heh heh..."
"And me too."
"......"
What appeared before Kwon Mina and Princess Lee Miran were perfect mirrors of themselves, just like the fake Kim Yongchan.
The only difference from the fake Yongchan? At least these two were dressed.
The fake Kwon Mina leered sleazily at the real one.
The fake Princess Lee Miran, meanwhile, stared at the real princess with icy blankness.
In the brief silence.
"What the hell are these things?"
"Dunno, but they seem like enemies, right?"
Some kind of monster?
Or a trap from the deep layer's environment?
Or something else entirely? No way to know yet.
But one thing was crystal clear.
Slash.
The fake Princess Lee Miran openly bared her hostility, slicing her own wrist in front of them.
Her goal—and the fakes'—was the death of the originals.
"Rise."
She turned the ground beneath her feet into a pool of blood in an instant, summoning crimson-armored soldiers from the endless flow.
"Those are my Blood Soldiers?!"
"Like with Yongchan, these fakes can copy our abilities perfectly."
The real Princess Lee Miran immediately slashed her own wrist.
She summoned her own Blood Soldiers, pitting blood soldier against blood soldier.
Clang!
Ching!
Splat.
Even strength was dead even.
Not just looks or powers—the inner grit matched the originals... no, was the originals themselves.
'This is a total mirror match.'
This could go on forever.
Force a mutual kill with close-quarters combat?
As she thought that, the real Princess Lee Miran slipped between her advancing Blood Soldiers.
Let her troops carve a path, then settle it with the fake herself.
She stepped forward with that in mind.
Vmmm.
"Huh?"
How long had it been there?
She stepped right onto the line of a magic-ring-drawn zone.
"...!"
Fake Kwon Mina, the clan head.
She had the original's abilities too, of course.
Mina's zone hunter power rejected all concepts.
About 10 meters in every direction—not huge for a zone hunter.
But the problem was its effect.
Kwon Mina's zone rejected the entire process of any attack in her sight—an absolute defense that repelled everything.
And while specialized for defense, with focus, it could repel enemies inside the zone as an attack too.
"You stepped in..."
"...!"
"Take this—straight punch!"
Mina struck her signature zone gesture: Korea's native martial art, taekwondo stance.
The fake, knowing the original's moves, punched as Princess Lee Miran entered the zone. Boing!
"Guh?!"
"P-Princess Lee Miran!"
Blood poured from Princess Lee Miran's mouth as she and her red soldiers launched skyward.
"Ganging up two-on-one in a 2v2? You really calling yourself my clone?!"
Mina, fed up, assumed her stance and summoned her own 10-meter zone.
She charged; the moment they entered each other's zones.
"Straight..."
"Punch!"
Boom.
Just like with Yongchan.
Centered in midair, the two Minas punched each other and got blasted back by mutual repulsion.
"Our strength's exactly the same...?"
"Haha! Doesn't matter—we'll win, you idiots!"
"What'd you say?"
Using the crystal pillars behind them as footholds, the two Kwon Minas launched at each other again.
The fake cackled viciously, brimming with confidence despite identical power and physique.
"We're new life born from the Infinite Crystal!"
"Infinite Crystal...?"
"Yeah! And we born from it have no such thing as energy depletion!"
That instant, the zone beneath the fake Kwon Mina expanded from 10 to 15 meters.
"What..."
Zone force-expansion.
A technique any zone hunter could use.
But it forcibly widened beyond controllable limits, causing massive mana drain—why no one used it.
But the fake Kwon Mina, born from the Infinite Crystal, had infinite energy.
She broke the original's limits at will, summoning her zone before the real could react.
"Get lost."
Crack.
"Ngh...?!"
A zone 5 meters wider than the original's.
She kept pressing her advantage.