Pissed Mood

The prince pondered for a bit, before suddenly looking towards the other still covered silver plate as he curiously asked, "What about this?"

He could faintly sense even more berserk undulations spreading from it.

Rumero was taken aback. Soon after, he said, "I'm afraid that young brother Ezra Zephyr might not be able to use that martial animal blood."

"Why?" Asked the prince.

Rumero lifted the red cloth, revealing three jade bottles. The scarlet blood within had already formed mini whirlpools in which a faint silhouettes seemed to hover.

An alarming berserk undulation violently pulsed from them.

"These are?" Ezra Zephyr's eyes widened. He could feel a dangerous aura from the martial animal blood in these three jade bottles.

Rumero's expression was somewhat solemn as he slowly said, "The martial animal blood of three peak tier 3 dragon type Martial Animals."