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Mark's refusal made the clone Mark smile bitterly. He coughed up a mouthful of black blood and raised his still movable left hand with difficulty.

"Ahem... It seems that you are still full of... rejection of me..." He said intermittently, his voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, and his face became paler and paler, as if he would disappear at any time.

Mark looked at the painful appearance of the clone Mark, and his heart was mixed with five emotions. Although the clone Mark brought him endless troubles and even threatened his life at one time, at this moment, seeing that he was about to die, Mark did not feel a trace of pleasure in his heart, but instead an indescribable sadness surged.

The clone Mark gathered the last bit of energy and aimed his left hand at the boulder on Mark's leg with difficulty. "No... I have to do this... Ahem..." He took a deep breath, his face became paler, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. With a muffled sound, the energy ray hit the boulder, and the boulder shattered, and Mark regained his freedom. Mark ignored the pain in his leg and struggled to crawl towards the clone Mark.

"You... Why are you doing this..." He looked at the clone Mark, his voice trembling.

The replica Mark smiled weakly, "One of us must survive. Since you are luckier than me, you must survive."

Mark felt the energy fluctuations of the replica Mark, and the strong repulsion made him resist instinctively and dodge backwards. "No... I don't need it..."

The replica Mark grabbed Mark's arm with a firm look. "No... You must accept it... Ahem... This is... The only way... Don't worry, you are still yourself."

He endured the severe pain and forced the energy into Mark's body.

"Hurry up... Time... Not much..." His voice was as weak as the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies.

Mark felt a strong energy influx, and his body trembled uncontrollably. Although this energy was the same source as his own energy, it was a little strange and repulsive, making him feel extremely uncomfortable, as if countless ants were gnawing at his bone marrow.

The energy of the replica Mark was exhausted, and his body gradually turned into ash and finally disappeared. Only faint black particles were left in the air, slowly falling in the weak light, like black snowflakes.

Mark felt the surging energy in his body, clenched his fists, and an unprecedented sense of power filled his whole body. He stood up, and a black arm grew out from his back. After smashing the huge rock in the cave with one punch, it retracted into his body. The gravel in the cave splashed and made a deafening roar.

The cracks in the cave became larger because of the powerful energy impact, and more light came in from outside, illuminating Mark's face. He took a deep breath and staggered towards the cave entrance, step by step, firm and powerful. "I... will survive..." Mark whispered, his voice was hoarse, but full of power.

"Hu..." Mark took a long breath, feeling the surging energy in his body, and clenched his fists. Although the energy of the replica Mark made him feel uncomfortable, it also really strengthened his strength. He moved the newly acquired black matter, feeling the powerful power contained in it, and an indescribable sense of strangeness arose spontaneously. The black matter was wriggling all over his body like a living thing, and the surface was covered with fine black scales, reflecting a metallic luster in the sun. The friction between the scales made a subtle "rustling" sound, as creepy as a venomous snake spitting out its tongue. He shook his arms and tried to control this strange power. The black matter shrank freely like an obedient pet, and finally disappeared in his body without leaving a trace. Mark couldn't help but think of a movie he had seen during archaeology, called Venom. The situation was very similar to his. Albert stood outside the cave, watching Mark walk out, and poked Mark with a branch in confusion. He felt the breath of his master on Mark, and this breath was mixed with Mark's breath, which made him feel very confused. Mark felt sad as he watched Albert become the tree man he is now.