In the distant era, it was the Elven Guardian who used the "Arrival" skill to pull the ice crystal ball from the extremely cold world to this universe.

The elven guards had tried to use the power in the ice crystal ball to help this dying star regain its vitality, but before the energy conversion was completely over, the appearance of the ancient ice spirit directly interrupted this process completely.

As a result, some of the ancient sources of life are still left in this ice crystal ball.

The migration of most of the source of life caused the energy in the ice crystal ball to pass away very quickly, but even so, a large part of the source of life escaped the transfer of the elven guards.

As a result of this mother, the frenzied loss of energy in the huge ice crystal ball has caused the living sources to fight each other for the power they use to conceive themselves.

Some weak sources of life began to be devoured and killed by other life forms one after another, and these eliminated ones undoubtedly became the best nourishment for the mother.

After a long period of precipitation, this water shadow has become the lucky one who survived in the end.

He was conceived from the water, grew out of the water, and nourished by the power of the water, received a series of powerful abilities.

The wave form and the mutant attack are all powers that the Mizukage feels and comprehends.

He also gave himself a name, "Morphling".

Looking at the figure that suddenly emerged from the water in front of him, the "ultimate" face was extremely ugly with a sense of surprise and shock that he had never seen before.

The huge figure in front of him had a body that was almost identical to the "ultimate".

The same body, the same head, the same arms, the same back wings, and even the gloomy aura revealed in the eyes are highly similar.

If it weren't for the fact that his body was made entirely of water, he would have been an impeccable replica of perfection.

Replication is the strongest embodiment of the power of water used by the Morph Spirit, and he can use this energy to perfectly replicate everything he wants to copy.

What's even more terrifying is that the copied thing inherits all the characteristics and attributes of the copied person, just like the "ultimate" water-type in front of you.

After his consciousness was interrupted by astonishment and shock for a few seconds, the "ultimate" suddenly exerted his strength, and after breaking free from the restraint of the opponent's palm, he smashed the "impostor" in front of him with a punch.

The reaction of the "Water Type Ultimate" was no slower than that of the "Ultimate", and at the moment when the other party raised his hand, his fist clenched, and he directly bombarded it without the slightest fear.

The two fists, both of which had the power of opening mountains and gravel, slammed into each other fiercely in mid-air.

"Bang!"

A dull and sharp bombardment sound popped out between the two fists, and the powerful momentum oppressed directly on the water under their feet between the two, exploding a dividing line like a chasm.

At the same time, the two figures retreated one after another, stepping on the surface of the water with countless ripples, and then colliding with each other and scattering.

Under the one-hit battle, the power of the "Water Type Ultimate" was obviously inferior to the opponent.

The fist, which was completely made of water, was shattered under the blow, but fortunately, the arm in the form of water waves had an extremely fast recovery ability, only to see a wave of water, and the badly injured arm was completely healed.

It seems that although copying perfectly inherits all the characteristics of the copied person, there are obviously some drawbacks and imperfections in terms of attributes.

"Bang!"

There was another muffled sound, and the two "Ultimates" scuffled together again, rolling in the water.

The morph elves who were watching from the sidelines soon joined the battle between the two, and all of a sudden, the water curtain rose and the clouds surged.

In terms of attack power alone, whether it is a morph spirit or a perfectly copied monster, there is a completely insurmountable gap between it and the real "ultimate".

This gap, if it weren't for the fact that they could use the huge water sources around them to replenish and restore in their water-type state, they would have followed in the footsteps of the Night Stalker.

If you put aside all external factors, it is not difficult for the "ultimate" to defeat two enemies at all, but now, the power in his body is constantly flowing over time.

If you continue to let the other party hold you back, you will definitely run out of energy and be completely defeated.

Thinking of this, the "ultimate" killing intent soared, and his arms suddenly opened, and the aftermath of the roaring power directly shook the morph elves and clones away.

Then, in a roar that broke through the clouds and waves, the "Ultimate" put his fists together and blasted towards the water below with all his might.

"Boom!"

In this huge roar that resounded through the sky, rows of four or five meter-high water waves, from the place where the "ultimate" fell into the fist, scrambling outward, wave after wave of energy oscillation in the water flow densely surging, squeezing the surrounding air clean.

Standing in the front row, the "Water Type Ultimate" was the first to bear the brunt, he shrunk his body and crossed his arms in front of him, trying to use the most correct defensive posture to offset the impact of this force to the greatest extent.

However, the strongest meaning of "ultimate", hammer strike, strong attack power, and wide coverage, far beyond the limits that ordinary skills can reach.

In the end, the "Water Type Ultimate" still failed to withstand the impact of the next wave of water waves, and was swallowed by the relentless sea of water.

The morph elf standing in the back row, looking at the waves of water surging in front of him, Rao was so proficient in the power of water, he was extremely flustered by this power riot.

Because in the endless waves of water in front of him, he felt a force that was even more tyrannical than the wave form mixed in, and if he didn't do anything, he would inevitably suffer a heavy blow if he regretted the impact of this wave of power head-on.

He waved his hands, revealing two palms with only four fingers.

The palm, which is composed entirely of water, is crystal clear like jade, and its slender fingers swing flexibly, like a dancer showing off his superb dancing skills.

The water below began to flow and fluctuate, and streams of water rose from the surface of the water like silver snakes, and then plunged collectively into the body of the morphling.

As streams of water energy continued to converge, the body of the morphling spirit began to expand in a strange but extremely coordinated proportion.

In just a few breaths, the body of the morphling spirit expanded several times.

By the time the swelling reached a certain stage, the army of water waves had already arrived at the city.

The morph elf couldn't care too much anymore, and with a bow, carrying the infinite power of water around him, he bravely walked forward.