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The Seven Bodies of Jalukarna – Part II
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As his roar echoed across the forest, Jalukarna’s form began to blur — and then split. One body became two, then four, then seven. Seven identical figures stood before Pandu Dewanata, each cloaked in dark aura, each radiating the same overwhelming power. Their eyes burned with the same demonic light, their swords drawn in unison.

This was his ultimate technique — The Sevenfold Shadow Body.

“So, you’ve forced me to reveal my final power,” Jalukarna’s voices spoke as one, overlapping like echoes from the abyss. “But now… you’ll die knowing you stood before the might of a true demon commander!”

Pandu Dewanata’s eyes narrowed. He could no longer discern which one was real. Every aura, every heartbeat, every movement was identical. He recalled Sastra Wijaya, who once wielded a similar forbidden art — yet even that technique had only produced five bodies. To create seven was beyond comprehension.

Still, Pandu Dewanata did not falter. His sharp gaze darted among the seven figures. Which one
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