Remaining in constant telepathic contact with his clones, Lex and his 6 clones dashed around the region, and everywhere they went, they would leave behind a trace of death and destruction.
The seven robed figures were covered in blood and were slaughtering the members of the Blood Sword Group rapidly, and killing them simultaneously from all around the region.
It felt as though it was almost impossible to keep track of them and keep up with such speed, while the Master of the Blood Sword Group who was sat in his luxurious quarters was seething in rage.
He was helpless as he watched the number of his subordinates rapidly decrease, and no matter how many subordinates he ordered to capture and kill Lex if they needed to, they were all unable to do so.
