Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4218

Without uttering a single word, the Snake Spirit King wandered in the black cloud. Afterward, he launched another attack on Zen.

At this point, Zen was already seriously injured. His body was covered in cuts.

The Snake Spirit King's plan was to finish Zen before he could fully recover.

As soon as the Snake Spirit King activated the Probability Extreme Form, a thousand creatures that looked exactly like him appeared in front of Zen. Then, they all came together and charged towards Zen.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A thousand identical versions of the Snake Spirit King brandished their black blades at Zen.

Just a few moments ago, Zen couldn't see the Snake Spirit King's movements. But now, he was able to see them clearly.

There were nearly two thousand black blades hacking down at Zen. But before the blows could land on him, he suddenly vanished into thin air.

In the blink of an eye, Zen reappeared on the edge of the black cloud.

This time, he was not alone. There were nine hundred and ninety-nine duplicates of himself surrounding him.

Adding the original, there were a thousand identical Zens. They stood in a circle on the edge of the black cloud.

"So this is my limit? At most, I can only create nine hundred and ninety-nine versions of myself," Zen muttered under his breath.

"It doesn't seem like I can break through..." he whispered darkly.

"Yes, me neither," the other nine hundred and ninety-nine duplicates replied in chorus.

They sounded like bees buzzing in unison.

"Shut up! Come and fight me!" the Snake Spirit King roared furiously.

He was already getting impatient.

He and the copies of himself dispersed simultaneously. Each of them was going to deal with a Zen.

Once again, the Snake Spirit King brandished and directed his black blades towards Zen. The former's copies did the same and went for Zen's copies.

However, Zen had a different approach.

Instead of fighting him head-on, Zen came up with a sensible plan.

Just like earlier, he disappeared again.

One would be unable to predict the other's movement while they were inside this black cloud.

Even though the Snake Spirit King had mastered the Probability Extreme Form, he still wouldn't be able to foresee Zen's next move. As a result, he and his copies didn't hit their targets.

After a short while, Zen reappeared in the center of the black cloud together with his nine hundred and ninety-nine copies.

The two of them exchanged blows back and forth once more as they activated the Probability Extreme Form at the same time.

The people on the altar and the snake spirits below became even more confused.

They couldn't see the Snake Spirit King a few seconds ago, but they could hear harsh metallic sounds echoing from the black cloud. This meant that the Snake Spirit King was still fighting Zen.

But now, there were no signs of Zen and the Snake Spirit King fighting at all. They couldn't hear any sound. They soon realized that the fight between them was now beyond what they could ever imagine.

"Wait a minute. Are they... Maybe they're fighting somewhere else? Maybe they're in a different dimension," surmised one of the people on the altar.

"I can't even sense their auras anymore. This is so weird!"

"It looks like Zen has comprehended the same bodily movement skill as the Snake Spirit King. Don't worry. I think Zen will win," Corbett hypothesized.

The tension in the atmosphere gradually dissipated after Zen and the Snake Spirit King disappeared.

Just then, Alphonse and Hamilton climbed to the top of the altar and stood in front of Corbett.

"Greetings, Elder Corbett," said Alphonse.

"Nice to meet you again, Elder Corbett..." Hamilton bowed respectfully as he said his greetings.

Corbett was an old servant of Kincaid. Even so, he held a high status in the Human Spirit Sect. He was even allowed to take charge of the Human Spirit Sect on behalf of the Human Spirit King.

The human spirits of the Joy House, the Broad House, and the Black House were all excited to see Corbett. However, they were trapped inside the space earlier. Therefore, they couldn't greet him.

Corbett looked at the human spirits and sighed. "Are you the only ones left in this world?"

"Aside from us, there are also two hundred world builders," Alphonse answered promptly.

The world builders were responsible for creating secondary worlds. However, they didn't have high ranks in the Human Spirit Sect. Simply put, they were not core members of the sect.

"Are there no other members of our sect left?" Corbett inquired once again.