Xagebo trembled in fear. He didn't know what the Blood God Clone wanted to do.
Did this Blood Son have some special fetish?
He shuddered uncontrollably when he remembered the rumors he heard about his fellow clansmen. Goosebumps appeared on his skin.
This was too scary.
Why did they have such a fetish?
As a vampire dark apparition, he scoffed at the likes of certain dark apparitions.
But in front of this powerful blood disciple, what should he do?
Should he obey? Or should he obey? Or should he obey…
The Blood God Clone didn't know what Xagebo was thinking. If he knew what dirty thoughts this guy had, he would have slapped him.
Luck attributes? How dare you slander my innocence? Move aside!
Even if he didn't want this Luck attribute, he would kill this vampire dark apparition with a dirty mind.
