S-Rank Battlefield

"Tell me. How old are you?" Crimson asked her.

He silently wished that she was older than she looked. He hoped that this woman was old enough so he can eat her.

"And why should I answer someone beneath me?" Her beautiful voice was a piece of music to one's ear. Contrary to her domineering statement.

"Beneath you?" Crimson cackled. Then he stopped and stared at Ms. Copy with disgusted eyes.

"You're the one who's beneath me."

Still on his Lion form, he opened his huge maw. He flicked his paw and Ms. Copy flew in the air.

Just as he was going to eat her up, he realized something.

He doesn't notice a shred of fear from her. Normally his nose can pick up not only smell but also emotions. Her breathing wasn't ragged nor was she nervous and afraid. She was just nonchalant.

'What's with her?'

Then he heard something coming from her mouth. He finally got his answer.

"Copy."

One version of Ms. Copy appeared out of nowhere. This copy held her original's hand and threw her away from the incoming gigantic jaw.

Ms. Copy successfully escaped but her copy was eaten.

Blood and gore were scattered everywhere. Crimson was shocked. Although the blood was flowing ceaselessly on his throat, he couldn't taste it. No matter how he chewed the body inside him, his taste bud was unable to perceive its taste.

Ms. Copy landed on the ground gracefully. She arranged her eyeglasses and walked towards her clone's broken leg.

She picked it up and looked at it. After a while, the legs started moving. Flesh regenerated from it. Within a second, another clone appeared from it.

"Reviving and cloning? What an absurd power." Crimson grumbled.

"So you're the S-Rank, No. 2 Hero, Ms. Copy. A pleasure to meet one of my kind." Crimson glared at her.

This will be his first official fight with someone on his level.

"Then to defeat you, I guess I should kill the original one." He wickedly grinned. He memorized who among the two was the original.

"Come." Ms. Copy beckoned Crimson to attack first. She made a gesture with her hands.

A vein popped from Crimson's forehead.

"You're just a puny woman." He bent his four legs. He inhaled a mouthful of air and seriously stared at his enemy.

"Quite a sexist, aren't we?

Ms. Copy grabbed a one-inch metal in her coat. Then in a blink of an eye, it became a retractable sword. She went on a stance with a cool look on her face.

Her clone took a similar metal piece. But it was larger compared to the original. And with a single tap, it transformed into a bluish rifle.

Then this clone opened her mouth.

"I heard you distributed guns with the same technology as mine. Now, prepare for the consequences." She started firing. Bluish thin bullets landed on Crimson's skin.

It exploded upon impact. When the smoke cleared up, Crimson snickered unharmed.

"Is this all you got?" He dashed with insane speed and slashed his claws towards the original holding a sword.

Ms. Copy calmly dodged Crimson's claw. Her inhumane reflexes also help her brandished her sword to deal a small wound on his paws. Although her blade broke in the process. Crimson's thick skin was too hard to cut.

"Hmm? You're stronger than I thought." Crimson reevaluated Ms. Copy's capabilities.

"I'm not the No. 2 for nothing, right?"

She touched the broken blade of her sword and gradually it reformed into a perfectly new sword.

"Shall we continue? This time, let's fight to our heart's content." Ms. Copy proposed.

Crimson was startled. He didn't know she was like this.

"Copy!" Thousands of clones appeared everywhere instantaneously. Surrounding the majestic lion everywhere, in every nook and cranny.

Then at the same time, all these clones grinned. Their emerald eyes shining in delight.

"To think I'll meet two rare Battle Maniacs on the same day. You two will surely get along well." Crimson laughed. Similarly enjoying this spectacle.

"I didn't know I was this famous. Thousand of beauties are encircling me, how lucky." He felt sad knowing these clones taste nothing. What a relief that the smell they were producing was captivating to his nose.

All these clones took out different-sized metals and clicked something from them.

Swords, machete, knives, pistols, bazooka, snipers, and many weapons were pointed in Crimson's direction.

"Let's begin!" Ms. Copy cutely but scarily yelled.

Half of these thousands of clones rushed towards Crimson.

These clones mastered the weapon they were wielding. So every clone attacking Crimson right now was like a trained martial artist or a seasoned combatant for decades.

Crimson swung his claws. He destroyed a hundred clones with one swipe. Blood spray everywhere. However, the other clone simply touched an organ, a finger, a leg, or even a head then it will immediately revive perfectly.

"Annoying," Crimson grumbled while continue rampaging around the vicinity.

The other half of the clones pointed their guns at Crimson. Those who had snipers positioned themselves on tall buildings. Those with automatic rifles stood in an orderly position.

They fired their weapons without any regard to any consequences. They don't care if they hit their own selves since they can revive anyways.

Bluish hue enveloped the sky.

Although Crimson was strong, his enemy countered her perfectly. She didn't need to kill him in one blow, Ms. Copy could just exhaust his endurance.

Lighting blasts, fire throwers were burning Crimson's thick hide. He was starting to accumulate damage.

After two hours, Crimson was on the brink of death. He was bleeding golden blood everywhere. Broken flesh laid on the ground. Some of his bones were showing. The once majestic lion became prey to a predator he thought was another prey he could toy with.

Millions of clones were firing at him non-stop. Other clones were hacking away his flesh.

Crimson couldn't stand it anymore and inhaled an immense amount of air. For a moment, the air vanished and the clones can't breathe for a second.

The huge lion became increasingly large. Its stomach and mouth were bloated to an unimaginable degree.

And with tearful eyes, he roared.

*ROOOAAAARRRR!*

This sound attack was a thousand more powerful than before. All the clones surrounding him in a hundred-meter radius exploded. The city was dyed red from the blood of all these clones.

Crimson, who was exhausted, squatted. And with a jump, he leaped a hundred meters. He was fleeing from Ms. Copy.

Building by building he jumped, hoping to get far away from Ms. Copy as far as possible.