Lex Cross raised his hand, and a thick, explosive bolt of lightning mixed with black energy struck the Fire Ability User.
Before the man could even cry out, a charred, lifeless corpse lay on the ground.
The corpse of a Nebula Level Fire Ability User, slain by Lex Cross with a flick of his wrist. To the fifty disciples and subordinates the Cross family had brought, this was an act of extreme cruelty and bloodlust.
However, it also made them realize one thing: the immense power required to annihilate a Nebula Level user with a single gesture.
"This..." Graham Cross stared at the Fire Ability User he had always favored, now a corpse in the blink of an eye. He was about to speak when Lex Cross's voice cut him off with a question.
"Uncle Graham, what do you think of this punishment? Was it too light?"
A chill ran through Graham Cross. "No, no, no. Young Master carried out the sentence himself. It is the punishment he deserved. Not too light. Not too light at all."
