The Subordinate Person was Merely a Speck of Dust (Part 1)

Saleen loathed the disgusting smell of blood, so he cast a Cleaning spell while washing the two fully constructed puppets at the same time. Under the gust of mist, a pure metallic color began to reveal itself on the bodies of the puppets. The redness in their eyes also faded away, revealing a lifeless gaze.

"Master," Nailisi said timidly.

"What is it?"

"Lex seems to be in trouble." Nailisi used her slender finger to point towards the road junction, where the fully constructed puppets had formed an airtight envelope around Lex. Out of the one hundred and fifty swordmasters wearing silver armor, only about a dozen were still alive while the rest had already been incinerated into ashes.

It was oddly enchanting to watch the burning of the black liquid. The armor of the swordmasters were not damaged at all. The black liquid simply burned the bodies of the swordmasters through the crevices in their armor, destroying their bodies.