With loud, explosive bangs, all of them clashed against the white-haired men. The collision of bodies sent shockwaves rippling through the air, causing the surrounding space to tremble violently.
The captain was the first to move and the first to launch a strike.
Her figure blurred as she shot forward, her fist engulfed in blazing flames that burned fiercely. Without the slightest hesitation, she drove her punch straight toward the white-haired man in front of her.
The moment her attack descended, the white-haired man's previously indifferent expression shifted. His eyes turned solemn as he sensed the terrifying power contained within that single strike... a force that far surpassed the Foundation Establishment Realm.
However, he did not retreat.
This was only a clone, one whose strength had degraded over a long period of time. Moreover, these clones were unable to use any spells or techniques. They could rely only on their physical bodies and raw strength to fight.
