Speak of the devil.
Xagebo and the other dark apparitions drove the Blood Spirit Flying Vessel to the side of the Blood God Clone and jumped down. They immediately took credit for their efforts and said, "Your highness Blood Son, this number is not bad, right?"
"Not bad, not bad!" The Blood God Clone nodded with a smile. He wasn't stingy with his compliments.
They had tried their best to attract so many blood sea creatures over. There were even three Ultimate Stage imperial-level presences.
Xagebo and the other dark apparitions were elated when they heard the Blood God Clone's compliment.
"Your highness Blood Son! Me too, me too. I sacrificed a lot to lure the Blood Swordfish. Look at me. I got chopped by them. I almost got chopped into pieces," Swordfish Eight cried and complained.
"Erm… how did you end up like this?" The Blood God Clone was a little surprised when he saw Swordfish Eight covered with wounds.
It almost got chopped into pieces!
Tsk, how pitiful!
