It would be great if someone could speak up for him.
Silence.
Xasitaph and Xakirz's expressions changed slightly. They didn't dare to offend the Blood Son to begin with, and they forced themselves to open their mouths just now. Now, there was Xalanbo. How were they supposed to live in the future?
Let's not talk about the future. There were dangers everywhere on the battlefield. If they offended the top talents of their race and they met danger, the other party would purposely not save them. How could they escape?
Oh no, there was no future.
They might seem arrogant and fearless at the start, but in front of a top talent like Xalanbo, they were still a bunch of cowards.
The two dark apparitions looked at Xaqiro, Xakins, and Xanosky instinctively.
"Huh?" Xalanbo's expression turned cold. He looked at the three dark apparitions and was enlightened. He said coldly, "Are you the ones behind this?"
