Roar! Roar! Roar!
Three furious roars rang out at once, filled with resolve and madness.
Like savage beasts driven into a desperate situation, knowing there was no hope of survival left and able only to unleash their ferocity and go mad to the very end.
The three Three-Headed Bone Spirit Race Darkness Breeds had thought the Blood God Clone would not dare kill them, but reality slapped them hard across the face.
It was not that the Blood God Clone did not dare. He simply dared too much.
He had even brought out a Demon God Level existence. What else could possibly stop him?
That fellow was a madman!
So they could only gamble on madness. Perhaps that would give them a faint sliver of hope.
If they had been warriors of the Light Universe, faced with such circumstances, they would basically have been doomed, with self-destructing as their only option.
But Darkness Breeds were different. They still had another choice: Demon Transformation.
They could cast themselves into darkness in exchange for one final chance at survival.
"They're going to undergo Demon Transformation!"
"That Blood Clan Blood Child actually wants to kill them."
"Tsk, tsk, he's ruthless. No wonder Gu Pang and the others were forced into Demon Transformation."
The powerful Darkness Breeds of every race clicked their tongues and could not help mourning for the three Three-Headed Bone Spirit Race Darkness Breeds.
They were all Darkness Breeds, yet they had been forced into Demon Transformation. That was simply too miserable.
The most miserable of the year!
After all, battles between Darkness Breeds generally did not reach this point. Everyone was a Darkness Breed, so who did not know Demon Transformation?
If they all underwent Demon Transformation, would the scene not become far too spectacular?
There was no need.