With the moonlight pouring into the black box, the arena didn't look as eerie and dark as before, slowly illuminating the crimson blood around the black box.
Under the moonlight, Ainsley's blood armor glinted coldly and her tentacles along with the Hydra Whip on her hand also looked alive, as if they weren't made of blood at all.
The mutant blood roses across Ainsley and the others hissed at the little baby and their stem legs couldn't help but tap the air, looking impatient to blast the enemies with their own special blood.
Destruction! Harm the enemy with all of their might! Kill!
Zenith could sense the blood roses' agitation and he didn't plan to restrain them at all.
Even if his blood roses couldn't beat Ainsley, he still had the last resorts…
The young man quickly backed away from the battlefield, intending to hide at the corner with Jake's body.
