"Heh heh, Oda Nobunaga, do you also see me as air?" sneered the Red Gold Flood Dragon.
"Not at all, however, it is you who underestimate me!"
As he spoke, Oda Nobunaga's hand unexpectedly vanished into thin air, penetrating the spatial rules, reaching for Rosen's figure flying swiftly in the air.
Realizing the danger of evasion loomed again, Rosen understood he was likely to be caught.
After all, he was far removed from Meng Die and the Red Gold Flood Dragon, isolated and without support, while Oda Nobunaga's hand could extend here, leaving his side unable to lend aid; all he could count on was himself.
"Three Heads and Six Arms, Clone!"
Instantaneously, Rosen divided into two, and both the original and the clones split into three, making a total of six.
Among them, the three clones further unleashed Heaven and Earth.
Their bodies expanded dramatically.
A larger target is easier to capture.
Just as Rosen thought, one of his clones was caught.
"Very well, next..."
