Blood washing over Death Island?
As these words were spoken, the grand hall instantly fell into a profound silence.
The human residents of Death Island wished to leave these waters, and they had long been mortal enemies with the Fish Demon tribe. The Fish Demons also longed to eliminate the sole threat on Death Island and had been eager to slaughter their way onto the island.
Both sides were making preparations, and now, it seemed like the right moment for both parties had finally matured.
"Since that's the case, let's get ready. These humans should be useful. Remember, once we storm Death Island, not a single human shall be spared!"
"Yes!"
Michelle Miller turned her head, casting a cold glance backward.
