"Blood Son was really... too decisive!"
Salina did not know whether she felt admiration, helplessness, or both. Her emotions were complicated.
She had always looked down on the other Blood Race geniuses because they lacked that kind of talent. They might be called geniuses, but in her eyes, they were nothing special.
Only this Blood Son had caught her eye.
This was the discerning eye she had cultivated over countless years. She had seen far too many geniuses; there was no kind she had not encountered.
But this Blood Son truly was exceptionally different.
He differed from all those geniuses of the past. Whether in temperament or talent, he far surpassed every genius she had seen before.
Unfortunately, this difference of the Blood Son's could sometimes be utterly headache-inducing.
He was difficult to handle!
He was too good at causing trouble!
His actions were often extraordinarily unexpected as well!
He gave off the feeling of having completely broken free of all restraints. It seemed that nothing could affect him; as long as he wanted to do something, no one could stop him.
Although, judging from what had happened before, the Blood Son had always been able to handle things in the end, that heart-pounding feeling was something she had rarely experienced over so many years.
Yet how long had she known the Blood Son? She had already experienced it many times.
What a painfully exhilarating feeling!
"Forget it. If it is destroyed, then so be it. At this point, there is no better solution." Salina ultimately accepted reality.
The Demon Venerable Level beings of the other Darkness Breed races also stopped paying attention to this situation. They did not have the time to keep watching a battle between two low-level beings.
Without outside help, they were not much of a