"Alright, let's wait."
Wang Teng put away the Blood God's Holy Grail and stretched his back. It wasn't easy for him to take care of these beast pets.
…
A night passed in a blink of an eye.
The next day, in the Blood Son Hall, the Blood God Clone opened his eyes abruptly.
"The war is imminent. The talents from the various races will be participating in the war. We will gather today. Blood Son, please head to the plaza of the vampire ancestral ground."
The Blood Son Token flew out from his body. The runes on it shimmered and gave off a blood-red glow. A cold and indifferent voice suddenly came from within.
"The plaza of the vampire ancestral ground!"
The Blood God Clone thought of the plaza where he obtained the Blood Son's identity.
He stretched out his hand and put away the Blood Son Token. Then, he got up and walked out of the cultivation room.
"Ask Swordfish Jing and the others to meet me."
An order entered the blood puppet's ears.
