Just then, the Shadow Man sitting on the bed said, "You can defeat these people first. I''ll battle you if you''re powerful enough to go up against me."
Wilbur stared coldly at the Shadow Man on the bed. "You''re not a Shadow Man. At least, you didn''t start out as one."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Shadow Men don''t know how to speak thenguage of this world. You''re not the Shadow Man, you''re Stefan Shaw!"
The eyes of the Shadow Man sitting on the bed flew open at the mention of the name, staring murderously at Wilbur.
Despite it not saying anything, the three Shadow Men in front seemed to go feral as they pounced at Wilbur. Wilbur knew he had no choice then and could only retreat as he summoned a clone to leap into the air.
Dragon aura surrounded him and took shape as his clone controlled the huge dragon that charged at two of the iing Shadow Men.
The dragon let out a roar, flicking its tail and reducing the two Shadow Men into dust. Wilbur''s clone suffered a severe bacsh from the dragon aura as well and was torn to shreds.
Thest Shadow Man charged toward Wilbur, and he met it head-on holding the historical halberd.
The historical halberd collided with the knife the Shadow Man was holding while it surged with Thunder-type power that was rapidly absorbed by the Shadow Man. The Shadow Man''s body began to grow in size after that.
Wilbur saw that his Thunder-type power was unable to cause any harm. He had no choice but to summon a second clone to control his dragon aura to ram into the Shadow Man.
The Shadow Man exploded, and Wilbur''s clone was torn to shreds from the explosive dragon aura. The first dragon cauldron rose into the air, absorbing the remaining dragon aura drifting about.
Due to the excessive amounts of dragon aura drifting about, Wilbur could not absorb all of it into his body and had to let the cauldron absorb it. He wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, then looked at the Shadow Man sitting on the stone bed coldly. "Stefan Shaw, I challenge you to a battle!"
The Shadow Man opened his eyes, trembling all over as he glowered at Wilbur. It seemed like he had never expected something like this to happen to him. "You bastard, did you really think you''d get the Light Armor this easily? I''m the Light Warrior''s pupil, and I''m the real chosen one befitting of the Light Armor! Anyone who tries to get their hands on the Light Armor shall die!"
Wilbur smirked. "So, you don''t think I''m the real chosen one."
Stefan looked up. "You might be the Light Armor''s chosen one to him, but you''re nothing to me! You''re just a lowly cultivator, destined to die at my mercy!"
Upon speaking, Stefan leaped off the bed, wing at Wilbur''s neck. Wilbur scrambled to dodge the attack, but another identical Stefan appeared behind him. Stefan kicked Wilbur, sending him flying and crashing hard against the stone wall.
"You!"
Wilbur crashed into the stone wall, and Stefan waved at Wilbur, signaling him to approach, taunting, "Come and say hello to the other me."