"My strength—you've only seen a tiny fraction of it."
Hearing Salina's words, the Blood God Clone could not help but smile.
"..."
Salina was somewhat speechless.
His Highness the Blood Son truly was not modest at all.
Give him an inch, and he would take a mile.
Still, she did somewhat believe what he said.
During the previous battle, His Highness the Blood Son really did not seem to have revealed all his strength. He had appeared completely at ease.
It was hard to believe he had not held anything back.
"How much of your strength did you use, Your Highness?" Salina asked curiously.
She was genuinely curious and had no other intentions.
After all, no matter what, she was an Intelligent Lifeform of the Blood Race and stood on the Blood Race's side.
Even if she learned of the Blood God Clone's strength, she could not possibly tell anyone else.
Yet the Blood God Clone still did not answer. He merely said with a smile, "You guess."
"..."
Salina's teeth itched. She wanted nothing more than to bite the Blood God Clone.
This fellow was truly infuriating.
She had never seen such a shameless Blood Race Darkness Breed.
The Blood Race had always been known for elegance and aloofness. Never had there been a Blood Race member like him.
As an Intelligent Lifeform, she had seen far too many Blood Race Darkness Breeds. This was truly the first time she had encountered a Blood Son like this, making her wonder whether he was really Blood Race at all.
The Blood God Clone smiled and ignored her.
He had too many secrets. How could he casually reveal them to others?
As for his full strength, even he was not entirely certain, since he had never erupted with everything he had.