"Black Stone, instead of hunting those two prey, what are you doing here?"
the Blood Lizard asked coldly, his voice laced with vigilance and doubt.
Just moments ago, he had received news of the deaths of the Lower-Rank Black Blood Species he had personally converted.
It was just that the Black Blood Species had died so quickly that no clear images were transmitted, leaving him unable to see what had happened.
However, he already had a guess about what had occurred.
Considering the man's appearance here, it was highly likely related to the Black Stone standing before him.
'What I don't understand is, why would he do this?'
As Middle-Rank Black Blood Species, their Lifespans were far longer than those of Secret Martial Artists at the same level.
He and Black Stone had known each other for a thousand long years, so he naturally understood his power. Their strengths were nearly identical.
Normally, he wouldn't have been too worried.
