"Hey, can you control the guy?"

Qi Wuce asked Maeve in a low voice, his gaze still confronting the clone.

In the face of a beast that can give him a dangerous aura, Qi Wuce will never expose the blind spot of his vision to the other party.

Maeve furrowed her brow, as if trying to control the clone that was about to go berserk in some special way.

Qi Wuce carefully observed the movements of the clones who were always on guard, he was not sure if it was the right thing to do to let Maeve try to control the clones, but if the current situation continued, the battle was inevitable.

Rather than this, it would be better for Maeve to try boldly, and it would be better if he could avoid a terrible battle, strictly speaking, the Connaught he was in now was the enemy's stronghold.

"Roar!!

The violent sonic boom caused by a manic roar was even more powerful in the enclosed environment of the underground altar.

Maeve's pretty face turned white, and a mouthful of blood could not be contained, but Maeve was not angry at her injury, on the contrary, because of the strength of the clone, Maeve's face was already full of fanatical looks.

Qi Wuce sensed Maeve's feelings, so he firmly labeled the clone as destroyed in his heart, he already had a rough idea of what kind of person Maeve was, if he let his clone fall into Maeve's hands, he was afraid that the Bull Snatcher would become an Irish peerless.

Considering that Maeve almost slaughtered the entire North America by just controlling the Mad King Cúchulainn in the fifth anomaly, and considering the possible collapse events that might occur after Maeve took control of her clone that might be a few points stronger than the Mad King, Qi Wuce's original idea of leaving the clone to Maeve as compensation had long since vanished and disappeared with the wind.

"No...... No, his will is too strong for me to control. ”

The weak tone and Maeve's pale pretty face didn't seem to be lying.

But Qi Wuru quietly shook his eyebrows, he didn't think that this queen who was so vicious that she became famous in Ireland would confide her true heart to him, an outsider who had known him for less than half a day.

On the surface, it means that the clone's willpower is too strong to control, but what about when he fights the clone to the death? In a weakened state, the willpower of most creatures will decrease, and the same is true for catching Pokémon after it has been disabled.

Of course, the Master Ball is an exception, the existence of that thing is a complete bug, Qi Wuce has minted a few pirated Master Balls, but unfortunately those things have been left in the warehouse of the Shadow Country.

In short, after discovering the actual strength of the clone, Qi Wuce didn't want Maeve to control his clone, because the existence of the clone was equivalent to his own transcendent existence, and the appearance of the two in Ireland was completely disrupting the balance.

If he is the only one, it is okay, after all, he has normal rationality and will not rely on his strength to unify Ireland with bloody suppression.

But the clones are different, they are just humanoid monsters with no rational existence, whether they are released back into the wild or subjected to Maeve's complete control, it will be a great catastrophe for Ireland.

The golden dragon pupils turned, and the vertical pupils that had no emotion and rationality made people's hands and feet cold just by looking at them, and Qi Wuce still felt a trace of oppression from that gaze, not to mention Lord Maeve, whose strength was far inferior to his delicate body.

After just one eye contact, Maeve sat down on the ground with her feet limp.

Suffer!

From the moment Maeve's legs went limp, the popping sound of her ass making intimate contact with the ground reached her ears, Qi Wuce had already realized that something was wrong.

Curry stick yoko!

Sparks fly!

After the sharp grinding sound, Qi Wuce had already appeared on the edge of the altar hundreds of meters away with Maeve by the collar.

The residual heat emanating from the curry stick sword revealed the horror of the clone's thunderous blow.

Looking towards the clone, Qi Wuce clearly saw that the part that originally belonged to the human palm had completely entered the state of dragon claws, and the clone was looking at his sharp black dragon claws with curiosity.

Glancing at Maeve with a flushed face, Qi Wuce ignored the slightly strange smell emanating from Maeve's body and threw himself into the battle wholeheartedly.

As for Maeve, who was still sitting paralyzed, Qi Wuce simply ignored it, he had reason to believe that the shrewd and sinister queen would never take her own life as a joke.

With a light step under his feet, as if he had passed through an formless and textureless space, Qi Wuce appeared in front of the dragonized clone in the blink of an eye.

Qi Wuce's speed is not slow, but the speed of the clone is still better than Qi Wuce's, but the moment Qi Wuce swung his sword, a pair of dragon claws were already in one place with the sword blade.

Although it blocked Qi Wuce's blow, this slightly hasty defense obviously caused the clone to suffer a small injury, there were some scales scattered on the ground, and the clone's wrist was dripping with blood from the wound that Qi Wuce had broken with a curry stick.

Isn't the sharpness of the curry stick alone enough to kill the clone......

Qi Wuce stroked the sword body, and his eyes immediately sharpened.

"Little bunny, tell you, your dad is now a Saber!"

The pure white sword qi swept by, the blood that shot in mid-air, the dragon claw that fell to the ground in a small half, relying only on a sword, in line with the idea that it was better to break one of its fingers than to hurt its ten fingers, Qi Wufu weakened the clone's considerable combat power.

There was nothing wrong with Qi Wuce claiming to be the father of the clone, after all, the clone was created by ritual with his bloodline.

If it weren't for the speed of the clone that was beyond Qi Wuru's imagination, this sword would have been able to achieve even greater achievements.

The corners of his mouth twitched, the curry stick turned into the scabbard, Qi Wuce pulled away the lunge with both feet, and his right hand quickly made a finger hook movement towards the clone, and then quickly retracted it as a drawn-out posture.

As Qi Wuce expected, although the clone was not rational, some basic knowledge was still based on bloodline heredity in his mind, just like Qi Wuce's provocative action of hooking his finger at this moment successfully pulled the clone's hatred.

Staring intently at the clone, Qi Wuce was ready to slash the enemy with his sword at any time.

In the next moment, Qi Wuce's eyes were full of flowers, and the clone had disappeared from his sight.

The battle instinct that had been brewed for hundreds of years made Qi Wuce subconsciously pull out the curry stick before the dragon claw pierced his chest.

However, he was a little slower...... 8)