When they saw that You Feilia had blocked Wang Teng's attack unharmed, all the Darkness Breeds were naturally delighted.
But the moment they heard what she said, that delight vanished.
A Blood Demoness!
The most alluring blood blossom of their Blood Race—how could she submit to someone from the Magic Armor Race?!
She should not even say such a thing.
It was an insult!
There could be no outcome between different races.
The many Vampire Darkbreeds felt deeply offended, yet the one offending them was the Blood Demoness herself, leaving them utterly depressed.
The Darkness Breeds of the other races became tremendously excited, howling even more fervently.
Quite a few Darkness Breeds even shouted, "Take her down! Take her down!" The typical kind that could not do it themselves and wanted someone else to do it.
Wang Teng remained calm and utterly unmoved. What a joke—he had no interest in the Blood Race.
"I'm afraid you're not qualified." Holding his battle sword, he walked toward her step by step and spoke blandly.
You Feilia's expression stiffened.
For the first time!
No Darkness Breed had ever been able to resist her allure. Whenever she spoke the word "submit" in the past, the other Darkness Breeds would become crazed with desire, as if they wanted to devour her alive, though none had ever succeeded in the end.
But today, when she said the very same thing, this Magic Armor Race warrior before her actually said she was not qualified.
It was the first time anyone had answered her with such contempt.
One could imagine the fury in her heart.
There was even a trace of embarrassment.
Seeing her expression, Wang Teng sneered inwardly. Simps deserve to die exhausted!
He had not expected even the world of Darkness Breeds to have so-called "goddesses."