CHAPTER 260 - Chaos.

The battlefield had become a slaughterhouse.

Alex's shout to run had barely left his lips before the disaster struck. The fragmented data of the fallen doppelgangers—those who had already slain their originals—rushed toward his own copy like a tidal wave of corruption. 

Then they fused, and when they did, the entire Colosseum was engulfed in chaos.

Blades of pure distortion erupted from the merging code, slashing through the air at blinding speeds.

"ARGH!!!!"

A student barely had time to react before a jagged, glitched spear pierced his chest, his body convulsing before he was ripped apart like a distorted image fragmenting into static. 

More followed—warriors, mages, even professors—cut down before they could escape.

"DON'T RUN!" One of the professors shouted in horror. "IT CAN—"