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Mark rolled backwards to avoid the attack of the replica Mark, and at the same time, he swung a beam of light with his left hand and shot it at the replica Mark. The beam hit the replica Mark's shoulder silently and accurately. The replica Mark groaned, his body shook, and the black mist surged, as if he had suffered a considerable impact.

The leaves were rustling in the strong wind brought by the beam, and several leaves swirled and fell, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

Taking this opportunity, Mark jumped up and jumped onto a higher branch to distance himself from the replica Mark. The thinner branches sank slightly under Mark's weight, making a "crunching" sound.

Looking down from a high place, you can clearly see the intertwined branches and dense leaves below, like a green ocean.

Seeing Mark escape, Albert roared angrily, waving his huge claws, and cut the branch supporting Mark in half. The broken branches, carrying leaves, fell from the air, making a "crackling" sound, hitting the branches below and stirring up a cloud of dust. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground, which kept changing with the shaking of the branches.

At the moment when the branch broke, Mark flipped in the air, landed steadily on a thinner branch, and jumped to another tree with the force. He moved lightly, like a nimble ape, moving freely among the trees. The fragrance of the leaves mixed with the smell of soil permeated the air, making people feel a little refreshed.

The replica Mark turned into black mist and chased after him. The black mist rolled, like a huge black ghost, floating in the woods. Wherever it passed, the leaves withered and the branches became withered.

A cold breath spread, making the surrounding air icy cold.

Albert followed closely behind, constantly destroying trees, trying to prevent Mark from escaping. His huge body rushed through the woods, breaking trees with a "crackling" sound, as deafening as thunder. The ground shook, dust flew, birds and beasts fled in all directions, and the whole forest fell into chaos.

Mark shuttled through the woods, looking for a way to escape. His breathing was rapid, and sweat flowed down his forehead, but he dared not relax at all. He knew that if he was not careful, he would be caught up by the clone Mark and Albert. He had to find a safe hiding place as soon as possible.

Finally, Mark found an entrance to a cave.

The entrance to the cave was hidden behind dense vines, and it was difficult to find it if you didn't look carefully. The cave was not big, only one person could pass through, and the surrounding rocks were covered with moss, which looked very damp and dark.

Mark went in without hesitation. The cave was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers. A damp smell of soil came to your face, mixed with some unknown smells, which made people feel a little uneasy. Mark groped forward, his steps light, trying not to make any noise. He didn't know what was in the cave, but he knew that this was his only hope. "Huh..." Mark let out a long sigh, leaning against the cold stone wall, listening to the noise gradually fading away outside. He took out a stone that emitted a faint light from his arms and illuminated a small area around him. The cave was damp and dark, with water droplets all over the stone walls and the ground was also wet.

"It's safe... temporarily safe..." Mark whispered to himself, his voice hoarse and tired. He clenched the stone in his hand and looked around vigilantly, not daring to relax at all. He knew that the clone Mark and Albert would not give up easily, and they would find this place sooner or later. He must recover his strength as soon as possible and be ready for the next battle.

"Damn, let him run away!" The clone Mark stood at the entrance of the cave, roared angrily, and punched the tree trunk next to him. The tree trunk broke with a sound, and sticky resin flowed out of the broken end. Albert stood behind the replica Mark, his huge body motionless, like a sculpture. His red eyes stared at the entrance of the cave, and he made a low breathing sound, like a dormant beast.

The replica Mark raised his hand to wipe the black liquid oozing from the corner of his mouth, "Albert, guard the cave entrance, I will go in to search." Albert nodded slightly, walked to the entrance of the cave with heavy steps, and blocked the entrance like a small mountain.