The combined strength of the two Vampire Princes might be equivalent to Wang Dadong, but don't forget, they are immortal!
In this way, even through attrition, they can exhaust Wang Dadong to death.
Mu Ming wanted to step in to help Wang Dadong, but she had her concerns.
Although the Vampire Clan acts low-key, it is a very ancient family, and even the Battle God Temple does not wish to provoke them easily.
If she weren't a member of the Battle God Temple, she would have acted without hesitation, but now she could only watch.
Puff!
Three blood troughs were scratched on Wang Dadong's face by the vampire's sharp claws.
Lawrence extended his tongue to lick the bloodstains on his nails, a crazed bloodlust flickering in his eyes.
"Your blood is actually so sweet. If I could drain you completely, maybe I'd break through to a higher level!"
Wang Dadong's blood is certainly not ordinary; the golden blood in his veins is particularly extraordinary.
