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Not bad, there are so many attributes this time. Wang Teng's eyes lit up in the Devour Space.
He didn't think that he would be able to get so many attribute bubbles after he detonated the Void Torrent Belt. If he met the Void Torrent Belt next time, would he be able to use this method to get more attributes?
Wang Teng's thoughts were getting more and more dangerous.
You could tell how dangerous it was to detonate the Void Torrent Belt just by looking at the reaction of the dark apparitions like Gushe.
Yet, Wang Teng wanted to voluntarily detonate the Void Torrent Belt just to pick up attribute bubbles. Wasn't this the same as seeking death?
Fortunately, he was just thinking about it. If he really wanted to do it, he needed to be careful.
The Blood God Clone took a huge risk when he entered the Void Torrent Belt and used himself as bait to attract Sarit's attack.
If he wasn't careful, he might get injured by the Time Space Strength.
Fortunately, he had the Space Flash skill. As long as he calculated the time, he could escape before it exploded.
This was his greatest support. If not, he wouldn't have dared to do such a dangerous thing.
After some time, the Blood God Clone brought the dark apparitions to the second Void Torrent Belt.
However, this time, Gushe was prepared. He shouted, "Don't go near it. There's a Void Torrent Belt."
The three dark apparitions, Sarit, Movalon, and Hazley, stopped in their tracks. They were traumatized.
"Trying to do the same thing again!" Sarit snorted.
"Hahaha…" The Blood God Clone laughed. A battle sword appeared in his hand and he slashed it into the Void Torrent Belt.
Boom!
The Void Torrent Belt erupted and the power of space swept out.
"Lunatic!" Sarit, Movalon, and Hazley's pupils constricted. They felt the terrifying space power and didn't dare to get any closer.
"Come over!" The Blood God Clone stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers. Then, he disappeared on the spot.
"Damn it!"
"This fellow is too arrogant!"
The three dark apparitions, Sarit, Movalon, and Hazley, were infuriated.
Gushe didn't say much. He scanned the void and found the location of the Blood God Clone again. Then, he chased after him.
When the three dark apparitions saw this, they could only follow him.
However, in order to evade the power of space, they had to make a huge detour. Once again, the Blood God Clone widened the distance between them.
"You're too slow!"
The Blood God Clone laughed.
"A mid-tier devil emperor. You're weaker than us in terms of Force. Let's see how long you can run!" Gushe said coldly.
"All the best." The Blood God Clone laughed and steered the Blood Spirit Flying Vessel around the void.
Every time he met a Void Torrent Belt, he would detonate it. Gushe and the other dark apparitions were afraid and didn't dare to get close.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In the following period of time, many areas of the Void Torrent Belt were ignited to prevent the four dark apparitions from chasing after him.
They were careful enough to detect the Blood God Clone's intention but they couldn't sense it in advance every time. There were a few times when they got affected by the space power and got injured again.
"This maniac. Isn't he afraid of getting sucked into the space power?" Sarit's wounds were healing, but it still caused him great pain. He couldn't help but complain in frustration. My Virtual Library Empire (M|V|LE1MPYR) thanks you for reading at the source.
His body was extremely tough and he could use his special Talent to heal his injuries quickly.
However, the power of space was too powerful so they could only suppress it temporarily. They couldn't get rid of it in a short time. Thus, every time they got hit, the power of space in their bodies would increase a little and the impact on them would increase too.
As time went by, the situation of these four dark apparitions got worse and worse. They were no longer in their prime state.
"He has the Space Talent. He can evade the power of time and space in advance," Gushe said coldly.
He was frustrated too. He didn't expect the strongest talent of the Spiritual Bone Race to be forced to this stage by a peak mid-tier devil emperor. What a joke.
As time went by, his killing intent towards the vampire Blood Son got stronger. He couldn't control it anymore.
The killing intent engulfed his body. Even Sarit, Movalon, and the other talented dark apparitions were astounded.
"It's really the Space Talent!" Movalon and the other two dark apparitions were astounded.
When they heard Gushe saying that the vampire Blood Son possessed the Space Talent, they didn't take it to heart.
After all, they were all high-tier devil emperors. They were more powerful than the vampire Blood Son.
Also, they could interfere with space so they didn't think that they were weaker than the vampire Blood Son.
But now, they finally understood how profound the Blood God Clone's Space Talent was.
The Space Talent alone was enough to astound them if he could walk fearlessly in the void.
"Do you think I'm lying to you?" Gushe snorted.
It was tiring to work with these useless people.
"What do we do now? Are we going to let him escape like this?" Sarit frowned.
"He can't run away. He's only a mid-tier devil emperor, so his grasp of space power is limited. I want to see how many times he can use it," Gushe said coldly.
"That's right. We must kill this vampire Blood Son today. He's too talented. We mustn't let him live," Hazley said coldly.