Seeing Yang Yu block the attack, Beelzebub laughed menacingly:
"Interesting, very interesting. I never expected you could do such a thing. How about this move?"
Spreading its wings, an eerie black demonic wind arose from beneath Beelzebub, spreading all around like a normal breeze.
Though feeling no pain, Yang Yu sensed that something was siphoning his Strength away from his body.
A glance at the panel showed no abnormalities in Yang Yu's Status Bar, yet a fifth of his Blood Bar disappeared into thin air.
Bai Jin's Blood Volume was immediately halved, and Lotcar's dropped by a third.
This move could silently drain the life of a person, a village, even a city...
The situation was unprecedentedly severe, and Yang Yu tossed a few Potions to Lotcar,
"Lotcar, take Bai Jin and leave first."
Clutching the thrown bottle in his mouth, Lotcar didn't hesitate, lifting Bai Jin and sprinting down the ridge.
