The Blood God Clone didn't expect himself to succeed.
Using a divine flame to refine one's soul was a crazy move. Yet, he succeeded. The two Blood Slayer Race dark apparitions managed to withstand it forcefully.
He had to admit that he underestimated the two Blood Slayer Race dark apparitions.
Their potential was greater than he imagined.
At the same time, the Blood God Clone smiled.
With a wave of his hand, the Dark Flame gathered and swept towards him.
It landed on his palm and turned into a small ball of black flame.
The Blood God Clone put it away and looked at Xasalun and Xarosa.
They slowly opened their eyes. A glaring blood-red glow flashed past their eyes. Then, they got up and knelt on one knee in front of the Blood God Clone. "Thank you, Blood Son, for saving our lives!"
"Get up. You worked for me and helped me to snatch the Blood Soul Banner." The Blood God Clone smiled gently. "I will keep you alive."
