Subsequently, a small paper figure descended from the sky and landed on Xia Pingzhou's shoulder. It weakly lifted its head, glanced at the roaring Tyrannosaurus, then looked up at the giant rock falling from the sky, shivering and trembling, its legs went limp as it knelt on Xia Pingzhou's shoulder.
"Don't kill me! Kill my brother! Kill my master!" the small paper figure wailed.
Xia Pingzhou shrugged. Clearly, he did not want the demon to copy the King's Statue, because even if a cloned King was created beside him, it would still be crushed by the giant rock.
Hence, he decided that the target for the demon's copying should be the Queen's Statue, which was currently rushing from afar!
"Copy the Queen's Statue." Xia Pingzhou said calmly.
The small paper figure, crying loudly, jumped down from Xia Pingzhou's shoulder during its descent to the ground, instantly transforming into something indistinguishable from the Queen's Statue.
