Was there something wrong with this fellow's mind?
He didn't want to have a stupid subordinate.
Nevermind, I can just get more Luck attributes from this fellow and throw him away. Wang Teng thought to himself.
Then, he waved his hand in front of Xagebo. He dispelled the bewitch skill and woke him up.
"That was… my race's bewitch skill?!" Xagebo looked at the Blood God Clone and couldn't hide the respect in his heart anymore. He exclaimed, "As expected of the Blood Son. You managed to cultivate your bewitch to this stage."
"Alright, enough of the flattery." Wang Teng waved his hand helplessly. The Devil Ghost Venom Vines dissipated and Xagebo was put down.
Xagebo used up much of his blood so his body looked a little shriveled. He was extremely weak. He said to the Blood God Clone, "Sir, can you let me recover? I can't be of any help to you now."
"Recover yourself," the Blood God Clone said calmly.
