The words of the dark race of the three-faced bone spirit tribe in front of him were also quite sharp. If he were an ordinary person, he would probably be angry already.

but

The Blood God clone is used to it.

Hmm... I got used to it from my own side!

Because I have experienced a lot of such things, even his clone is used to it. How can he be angry because of this mere word.

Moreover, these words are really neither painful nor itchy, and their lethality is very low. They are nothing at all.

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