Just as Deng Isis uttered those words, an icicle pierced through his chest and nailed him to the wall filled with Abyss chunks of flesh.
"Brandt Island is just a newborn baby."
Mercedes's hands congealed a freezing frost, his pupils turning dark blue as he stared at Deng Isis. "The Blacktide Island has already devoured countless civilizations on the star map. You babies can't defeat your enemies. You can just leave it to us adults."
"My lord?"
Deng Xiisi looked at the icicle that had pierced into his chest. The painful sensation made his thoughts become clearer.
"Mercedes, he's also our compatriot!" The female Spell Stealer put her hand on Mercedes' shoulder, hinting that he was going too far.
The frost on Mercedes' hand disappeared, and Deng Heath slid down from the wall. A holy light overflowed from Deng Heath's chest, speeding up the healing of the wound on his chest.
"The power of the Godeater, the Abyss and the power of Chaos …" Deng Isis looked up. He could feel the genuine power of the Godeater contained in these Spell Stealers.
And not some Chaos mimicry ability …
They were indeed much stronger than the half-baked Spell Stealers on Brandt Island.
The Spell Stealers on Brandt Island were all his apprentices and vicious criminals converted, they had almost no combat skills … But these Spell Stealers before Deng Isis were all survivors of the long battle on the Blacktide Island.
"What else do you want?
The power of annihilation or plunder statues? "
Deng Isis had a vague feeling that these Spell Stealers' goal was not as simple as chasing away the invaders on the Blacktide Island.
"Everything. But now we need to bring back the third master of the island, a compatriot from Brandt Island."
Mercedes' tone became much more restrained after his companion's reminder. He took out a thick stack of paper and a pen and handed it to Deng Isis.
"You only need to draw a map of Brandt Island, including the distribution of the Sacred Spirits and the most likely hiding place of the master of the island."
Deng Heath did not reject this suggestion. He picked up a pen and began to draw a map of Brandt Island.
"Are there many of our compatriots on the island?" The female Spell Stealer asked a question that she was more concerned about.
"A lot. Most of them are my apprentices. They are all …" Deng Xiesi wanted to say that they were living in the Holy Spirit's stronghold.
But the Blacktide Island's Spell Stealers did not believe that the Holy Spirits would treat them kindly.
Deng Xi also hoped that the conflict between the Spell Stealers and the Sacred Spirits on Blacktide Island would intensify. More importantly, Deng Xi had planted many apprentices in the Sacred Spirits' stronghold.
His goal was to destroy the Holy Spirit Stronghold from the inside when the time was right and rescue his apprentices!
"He's imprisoned in the Holy Spirit's stronghold," Deng Xi said.
"Didn't you say that the Holy Spirits are very kind?" Mercedes noticed the inconsistency in Deng Heath's words.
"Kindness is only limited to those who are willing to submit to them. My compatriots have lost their freedom after being kidnapped by the Holy Spirits. If it's possible, please rescue them."
Deng Heath no longer confronted the Blacktide Island's Spell Stealer. His tone turned into a pleading one.
"The Matriarch has given us a mission to find the third master of the island. As for our compatriots on Brandt Island, we will try our best to rescue them from the hands of the Holy Spirits." The female Spell Stealer appeared to be a lot friendlier now.
"Thank you."
Deng Heath had already drawn a rough map of Brandt Island. The map marked out several strongholds built by the major guilds.
"You haven't answered the most important question. Other than using the Stone Tablet Gate, is there any other way to go to Brandt Island?" Mercedes continued to ask Deng Heath.
The Spell Stealers on Blacktide Island were not afraid of fighting the Holy Spirits. They were the ones attacking while the Holy Spirits were the ones defending.
However, every battle must be worthwhile. Now, other than plundering the Holy Spirits' divine power from the Holy Spirits to feed their Chaos, the most important thing for the Spell Stealers was to find the third master of the island.
"I've said it before. Either join the Holy Spirits … or pretend to be captured by them."
Deng Heath knew that the Spell Stealers did not have as many skill points as the Planar Pirates and the Annihilation Army when it came to 'Star Map Movement'. Spacetime and Spacetime abilities were the hardest to replicate.
"If the Holy Spirits are as he said … and aren't wary of our betrayal, we can give it a try." The female Spell Stealer agreed with Deng Heath.
"Give it a try?
Have you forgotten the feeling of the Holy Spirits' ability tearing your flesh apart?
Wen Enna!
That kind of chilling pain is much worse than the damage inflicted by the Annihilation Army! "
When Mercedes heard that he was about to hand over his head to the Holy Spirits, his tone became hurried again.
"The Abyss has granted you the power of rebirth. Are you still afraid of death?"
Deng Isis glanced at the wriggling vesicles behind him. This was the power of the power of the Abyss … As a virus, it had an extremely powerful infectious ability, but as a medical method, it could revive a person who only had a brain and even a soul left.
The Spell Stealers had already obtained the support of an Abyssal force. In addition to the Hive Consciousness of the Spell Stealers, logically speaking, death should be far away from these Spell Stealers.
"Pain!
Death doesn't matter to me. I hate pain!
In less than a few hours of fighting with the Spell Stealers, I'll have a taste of all the pain in the world! "
While Mercedes was speaking, the female Spell Stealer beside him was already clutching her forehead, feeling a headache coming on.
The Spell Stealer did not look like an adult at all. Instead, Deng Heath was the most mature among them.
"We can try your suggestion. We can send one or two people to be captured by the Holy Spirits. They can also be used for spying," the female Spell Stealer called Wen Enna said.
"Then you'd better choose a suitable person."
Deng Heath seemed to have heard something. He looked above the ruins. It was probably the sound of something large stopping above the ruins.
"The Holy Spirits are here," Deng Heath said.
"They're a little slower than we expected, but all the traps in the ruins are still intact. I wonder how long it will take for the Holy Spirits to reach us."
The arrival of the Holy Spirits and the plane pirates … was completely within the expectations of the Spell Stealers present.
Deng Heath also wanted to see how strong these 'adult' Spell Stealers were.