"Human, you forced me to use my blood crow clone. Damn it." Tourbe squeezed the words through clenched teeth. His tone was malicious but he seemed to have weakened considerably.
The Blood Crow Clone required much of his energy and spirit. Once exhausted, he would need to consume countless living souls and cultivate for who-knows how long to recover completely.
"Blood Crow Clone!" Wang Teng mumbled. His gaze turned sharp.
Seems to be an amazing battle technique!
But… It feels strange somehow.
"Wait, aren't you a vampire? Why is that a blood crow and not a bat?" Wang Teng couldn't keep his curiosity in.
Tourbe: …
F**k!
Who are you calling a bat?
He was a noble of the blood tribe, and had nothing to do with bats.
Huo Qiya and the others were equally gobsmacked.
Their commander's focus was a little slanted.