Apollo and Keith both had shocked expressions on their faces when they heard Fionn's demand.

"Hahaha! Kid You certainly have a large appetite. Ask for something reasonable; a rank 4 clone cannot be killed by a rank 0 kid like you. Even if it stood defenceless in front of you and let you attack as you please, you won't be able to make a scratch on its body "Apollo burst out laughing.

"If you can beat him half to death, I'll surely be able to kill him," Fionn said firmly.

Applo's smile faded as he heard Fionn's response. He said this with a solemn expression "Do you think rank 4 practitioners are as easy to cultivate as cabbages? One in a million practitioners had a chance to advance to this level. What makes you think I'll let a kid like you, who had a grudge against me to begin with, kill one of my most trusted clones?"

"Sir, you know best what makes me so optimistic, I don't want to brag about my potential," Fionn replied shamelessly.

"Potential is similar to a block of iron; useless until it is forged into a useful instrument, and not every block of iron survives the forging process. Do you think I'll give up one of my most loyal and capable confidants just to have an uncertain element like you among my ranks? "With a smirk, Apollo stated.

"I believe Legacy's director should have the courage to take such a small risk. Anyway, I've made my demand; the decision is entirely yours; in the end, you'll do whatever you want; there's no point in arguing any further "Fionn responded.

Having said what they wanted, they both begin staring at each other, as if trying to see into each other's souls. A few minutes later, Apollo's grin widened even more, and he said loudly, snapping his finger, "I've made my decision, come on here no 20."

Before the sound of his snap could fade, a man appeared in front of Apollo, knelt, and said, "Your orders, master."

Looking at the back of the man with the bald head who had just appeared, Fionn can tell he was the same clone of the director who had attended the exam. Heck! He even wore the same clothes.

" Cripple yourself," Apollo said calmly as he handed the clone a vial.

The clone had little reaction when he heard Apollo's order; he calmly took the vial and quickly drank the contents. Soon after, his body began spasming and his mouth began to froth. His skin turned black, and the pupils of his eyes turned grey.

Keith stood calmly on the sidelines during all of this, as if he knew it was all going to happen.

"End his misery quickly," Apollo said to Fionn, a slight expression of sadness on his face.

"Sure!" Fionn exclaimed, his face beaming. He then extended his hand, and a large amount of malevolent mana burst out from his body, Giving rise to a slew of negative emotions in the hearts of all who were in his vicinity. Before the avatar even appeared, he exclaimed, "REAPER!"

CLANG! CLANG!

With his exclamation, his right arm became encased in black chains from the shoulder down, and the malevolent mana around his body begin converging in his palms, like iron drawn to a magnet, taking the shape of his AWM Avatar.

"Interesting, I've seen a variety of strange avatars, but this is the first time I've seen one of this kind "Apollo expressed his interest.

" You saw it previously in the recording" replied Keith with a chuckle.

"There is a difference between seeing in a recording and seeing in person, and he did not use this spell in the recording," Apollo retorted with a straight face.

As both Keith and Apollo watched with interest Fionn pointed the gun at clone and pulled the trigger.

BOOOOOOOM!

With a loud noise that shook their eardrums, a spiralling mass of black energy shot out of Fionn's gun instantly after he pulled the trigger, striking the clone dead on the head.

After the shot connected, the clone's body, which was already decaying due to the substance he consumed, turned into dust in a matter of seconds. The malevolent mana completely devoured the clone's body.

Keith and Apollo both had shocked expressions on their faces as they witnessed this scene, not because of what happened to the clone, but because they can see the deeper picture.

"Who exactly is this Oliver? How can he have such monster-like grandsons?" Apollo asked Keith, his face reflecting a deep shock, his gaze fixed on the clone, who was now a pile of ashes.