Tidal General had guessed correctly. The Crawlers were indeed plotting to take something from these pirates.
Their lives!
With these natives' lives as the catalyst and this vast energy as the flame, we can light the path for the Apostle's return.
Red Anglerfish sneered inwardly.
These pirates, and the ridiculous so-called Four Great Families on the island, were all nothing but ignorant mortals.
All he had to do was offer them a little incentive, and they would cooperate with him to suppress the Island Lord's Residence.
Otherwise, if the humans in the waters around East Pole Island united, their plan would be difficult to carry out.
Of course, these pirates and families had not completely thrown their lot in with him either.
They were merely opportunists who would side with whoever offered them benefits.
In fact, if his side completely overwhelmed the Island Lord's Residence, those pirates and the Four Great Families would not mind truly joining the Crawlers.
Haha, a bunch of idiots. Who would need the allegiance of these faithless people!
Red Anglerfish thought disdainfully:
Once the Apostle returns and reclaims the entire sea, all humans will become sacrifices to the Great Being!
The so-called cooperation was naturally all a lie.
The Crawlers had never needed partners, only sacrifices.
Those clueless pirates and the Four Great Families were still entertaining unrealistic fantasies.
Little did they know that they had long since become a joke in the Crawlers' eyes.
"An excellent plan, Priest. These ridiculous pirates are digging their own graves without even knowing it."
An elder nearby who was not overseeing the formation flattered him:
"But how did you know back then that these four Pirate Generals would definitely come?"
These Pirate Generals did not particularly trust the Crawlers. If they had chosen not to come, Red Anglerfish's