"Don't give it to him! The Holy Society has never feared death!"
Stone roared, his voice muffled because his head had been pressed into the ground.
But Shen Fei merely looked at Stick.
The Holy Society were all lunatics. He could not guarantee that lunatics would compromise over the lives of their companions.
But he had killed Matt. He and the Holy Society were already irreconcilable enemies.
There was no way to obtain it through other means.
Or should he just capture them all and take them back?
As for why he did not simply capture them and study them himself, Shen Fei had never encountered this sort of mystical power.
Unlike before, he had at least been part of the Super Soldier Serum team.
It could be said that he was quite proficient in the physical side of biological powers and could immediately begin analyzing physical abilities.
But when it came to mystical powers, he had no experience. He needed a complete, systematic framework to study.
He already had Black and the Iron Fist who was about to fall into his hands as test subjects.
Whether he got members of the Holy Society or not did not matter.
Even Stone, who could strengthen his body, Holy Fire, who wielded flames, and Wings, who could fly with telekinesis, were not as important to him as studying the Meditation Method.
Or rather, these abilities were likely the result of the Meditation Method.
This was another method of developing the body's potential.
So he planned to obtain the Holy Society's secret technique first.
As for the Holy Society, if they dared cause trouble again, he would simply kill them all.
Stick's senses were sharp. He could tell that Shen Fei was not joking.
He looked at Stone, whose head was gradually sinking