The crying monk then injected a vast amount of energy into the collected pieces with practiced precision, his movements deliberate and controlled.
It started to transform before Vritra's eyes, shifting and morphing into a human like form with fluid grace.
Within minutes, a clone of Vritra was standing before him, even wearing the exact same clothes down to the last detail. Perfect replication in every aspect.
It appeared exactly like him in every way, though the strength of this clone was already at the level 10 demi god. But it was lifeless, like a marionette with invisible strings, and could even be destroyed with a mere thought from its creator.
But it doesn't seem to possess any of his abilities or divine techniques naturally, remaining an empty vessel waiting to be filled.
"You can control this thing to act in your stead in the higher being realm, and also fight the god's war without your direct involvement." The crying monk explained thoroughly.
