Although Yue Mochen had never seen the World Pearl, at the moment the light ball appeared, Yue Mochen could conclude that this blood-red light ball must be the World Pearl that even Hong Yue was excited about!
Because the aura it carries is so huge and amazing!
Aragon actually controlled the World Bead and dissolved it into his body!
"It's better to die of fullness than to starve to death. Just eat it." Yue Mochen took a blood spirit fruit from the fruit plate, threw it into his mouth, and even picked up one and threw it to Hongyue.
The Blood Spirit Fruit is only the size of a plum. Yue Mochen swallowed it in one bite. The moment Yue Mochen closed his mouth, the skin of the Blood Spirit Fruit broke, and the sweet and tender flesh flowed out. It had a little sour smell like the plum, but it still contained a little fishy smell unique to the blood.
Strangely, this fishy smell is not difficult to accept, but instead gives Yue Mochen a feeling that he is still unfulfilled. Yue Mochen thought to himself: It turns out that good things are indeed included.
A stream of air that seemed cool and felt burning from the mouth, then flowed into the body along the esophagus.
Suddenly, Yue Mochen felt that even the pressure released by Aragon became faded!
Looking at Yue Mochen's actions, Aragon showed a successful smile.
At this time, An'er Moses struggled to support under the pressure, while speaking with difficulty: "Senior Aragon, our light-winged people are of the same origin as you dark-winged people, why do you do this?"
A strange look flashed across Aragon's face, with disdain and anger.
"Same origin? Haha!!! Are you kidding? You guys who claim to be holy, now think we are of the same origin as you? It's ridiculous!"
"You!" An'er Moses was furious and wanted to say something, but Aragon strengthened his pressure again.
As a result, what An'er Moses vomited was not what he wanted to say, but a mouthful of light golden blood.
Aragon took a deep breath with an intoxicated look on his face, and actually sucked all the blood spit out of An'er Moses into his mouth.
"It's really a taste worth remembering! Little baby, do you know that a long time ago, our two tribes were mortal enemies. The light-winged people who were sucked by me were unknown. You actually told me that you and I have the same origin? Haha, did your patriarch specifically ask you to tell me jokes?"
An'er Moses looked at Aragon with anger, and the wings on his back were trembling slightly at this time, not knowing whether it was because of exhaustion or anger.
"Even if we were really from the same blood before ancient times, so what? Do you think I will let you go today? Not to mention you, even my tribe members will die here! In order for me to go out and for the Dark Winged tribe to continue, they must make sacrifices!"
As soon as Aragon came out, everyone present changed their expressions, including his tribe members.
Mamen Isal Satan looked at Aragon with disbelief. He didn't understand why Grandpa Tang, who was so fond of him and others, said such words.
Aragon felt the gaze of Mamen Isal Satan, glanced at him, and then said lightly: "I don't want to do it either. Don't blame me. If I want to go out, I must use enough essence and blood to erode this damn trapping array. It is not enough for them alone, so you have to sacrifice."
Prince Lier and others looked at Aragon in a daze. They hadn't even reacted, or they didn't have enough time to digest Aragon's ruthless words.
"Think about it, if we stay here, then our clan will inevitably be abandoned by history. I told your grandfather back then, but that guy was stubborn and refused to help me, otherwise you wouldn't have to die."
Aragon said, his face very angry.
"Grandpa's death has something to do with you, right?"
Lilith Isal Satan spoke, but the moment she spoke, the pressure released by the World Pearl instantly broke through her defense, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
Aragon glanced at Lilith with an expressionless face, without any fluctuations in his eyes, but this time he did not suck the blood that Lilith sprayed out, and the pressure he released himself was slowly retracting.
Lilith spitted a mouthful of blood, but did not stop talking. After taking a deep breath, she spoke again: "For the sake of the tribe, we can sacrifice, and even have no complaints! But why do you have to attack our parents? And grandpa, that is your biological brother, the patriarch of our tribe!"
"I'll do it? If I don't do it, your father won't live long. Why don't he use it? Your grandfather is stubborn and is afraid of the world beads in his hands. For the future of our clan, I have to replace it. As for your mother, haha... I can only blame her for being ungrateful."
"You keep saying for our clan, and after all, it's just for yourself! You selfish guy!" Mamen Isal Satan also roared.
However, Aragon laughed wildly as if he heard a funny joke: "Personal? Haha, who is not selfish in the world? Besides, we are not even humans. We are dark-winged people, blood-living blood clans! Do you know why humans called us in ancient times? Vampires! How selfless do you think we can be?"
"But you can't attack your biological brother!" Mamen Isal Satan obviously couldn't accept Aragon's speech.
"For the sake of the World Pearl, let alone brothers, I can do it even if I am my parents! Mamen, my dear nephew, you are too simple, you are not like a blood clan! Do you think this world is really as beautiful as you imagined?"
Aragon said word by word, maybe it was the existence of the World Pearl that made him confident that he didn't mind wasting some time to educate his nephew.
He pointed at Yue Mochen from afar and said to Mamen Isal Satan: "This, your so-called friend, has wiped out all our inventory of spiritual medicines. Now, do you still trust outsiders?"
He glanced at Lilith Isal Satan, who was staring at him angrily, and continued to speak, "This, your real sister, do you think he was really born to your parents? He is just the product of my affair with your mother! Now, do you still believe in your tribe members?"
Aragon's words sounded like thunder in the hearts of the Mamen brothers and sisters. They suddenly lost all their ability to think and looked at Aragon blankly.
"Don't look at me like this. It's normal for you to be young and not sure. With our blood clan nature, this kind of thing is normal even outside, let alone everyone is trapped in this ghost place."
Aragon smiled indifferently, as if he was telling something very ordinary.