The devil titan, Devil Titan Blood Slayer, lowered his head and looked at the Blood God Clone in surprise.
This fellow was quite bold!
How dare he laugh in front of these two devil titans. What's more, in this situation, it was no different from mocking them.
"Brat, what are you laughing at?" Momlon stared at the Blood God Clone with his crimson eyes and asked coldly.
"I'm laughing at the three races for being too weak." The Blood God Clone shook his head and continued calmly, "Three races attacked the vampire race, and this is it? Oh right, there's also Gushe, the strongest talent of the Spiritual Bone Race. Unfortunately, he didn't manage to do anything. He's all trash."
Silence.
Silence!
The entire space turned eeriely silent.
All the dark apparitions turned to look at the Blood God Clone. They were astounded.
Trash?
Did he just call Gushe trash?
The talents from the three races were devalued too!
He was really daring!
