C1550 How Could He Win??

As soon as he finished speaking, Misael walked out of the crowd and took out a jar.

As soon as the jar was opened, a strong smell of blood wafted out.

"This is... the blood of a demon beast?" Someone recognized it and exclaimed.

"Demon beast blood?" Frederic and the others were shocked, "Is that the blood of a demon beast?"

Zyaire snorted coldly