The figure looked exceedingly familiar to Ricky. It was a man clad in black clothes with striking white hair and a wicked smile on his face. He had the air of a righteous man, and he seemed like he could make anyone feel comfortable in his presence.
Ricky was thunderstruck at what he was seeing. It couldn't be a dream or a hallucination, as the figure was made of flesh and blood.
After a few moments, a bright smile lit up his features, as recognition dawned on his face.
"Hi! It's nice to meet you. I'm Ricky Nan. I am from the River of Time!" the figure casually introduced himself. "You must be confused right now. Let me put it this way. You and I are actually the same person, but I was you from a second ago."
Ricky studied the man standing in front of him. They looked so alike that it felt like he was standing in front of a mirror. If Ricky didn't know better, he would have thought the man was his twin brother.
"What a coincidence. My name is Ricky Nan too!
I'm curious if you are real, or maybe you're just an illusion," Ricky responded blankly.
"I am real, but, technically, I don't really exist. You can fight and defeat me, but you c
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ed you to help me activate another zone again,' Ricky begged in his heart. He concentrated on activating the seventh zone.
"You want to awaken the zone to defeat me, but I can't let you do that. After all, it is Paul who summoned me using the River of Time.
I have to follow his instruction. Please forgive me," the Ricky from the River of Time abruptly said.
"Are you apologizing to yourself?" Ricky quirked an amused glance at his opponent.
"Technically, yes. After all, we are the same person," the Ricky from the River of Time admitted.
"Ha-ha! Well then, let's see if you can stop me!" Ricky explicitly challenged him.
Boom!
As soon as Ricky finished speaking, his opponent unleashed all his powers like a rainbow of energy that flowed out from him. Ricky could tell that his opponent had released the chromatic energy from the mysterious axe.
His opponent had merged the chromatic energy with all his other powers, which was his most powerful strike. Ricky could tell because it was also his best attack.
When he saw this, Ricky's eyes darkened more, looking grim.
He hated to admit it, but he was not sure if he could survive this.