“No need to be so surprised…” One of the many clones of Amaal spoke. “Every drop of blood has life in it, so I can create as many clones as the drops of blood I can make with the blood I have in my body, and…” as he said, his feet grew roots into the ground, and so did the other clones. They started sucking crude oil from deep underground, and their complexion brightened. “No matter where we are on earth, we can keep replenishing our blood without having to bite someone’s neck, and that’s what separates a pureblood from every other vampire.”

Benjamin put Rye down. She was able to stand on her feet well. She may be tired, but she wasn’t wounded anywhere like Benjamin.

Rye’s eyes were sharper than an eagle, but all the clones looked the same to her. “Can you find the real one?”

“They all look the same,” Benjamin didn’t have a good feeling about this. “Which means…”

“The real one is probably not among them.”

“Yeah.” Benjamin didn’t want to waste his energy to search for the real body