"The Blood Swordfish race is indeed wealthy. No wonder you can become the overlord of this sea. You must keep it up."
Xalant took the Blood Evil Stones and the Blood Sea Source Crystals. He patted Swordfish Jun's shoulder and smiled.
Swordfish Jun: …
To hell with the overlord!
They were like livestock in captivity.
The word 'overlord' was the harshest word of mockery.
In the future, he would argue with anyone who told him that the Blood Swordfish race was an overlord.
The Blood God Clone felt amazing when he saw the other party's frustrated expression.
He felt the same way as they did in the past.
They deserved it!
"If there's nothing else, let's go," Xalant turned and said to everyone.
The other dark apparitions nodded.
There was nothing here worth staying for.
"Wait." The Blood God Clone didn't forget his promise to the Blood Swordfish. His anger didn't seem to subside.
