Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 839

After spending several days on the island, Augustine's spirits were almost consumed up, drunken by Barnes the Holy.

But in the next few days, Barnes the Holy would become irritable and uneasy because he didn't have any spirits to drink.

"Sizz!" Barnes the Holy rubbed his body against the bark while hanging on a tree.

"It's all your fault! Who let you drink all of the spirits that was left?" Darren said, smiling.

"Who knows how much spirits that little bird had? Catch him and beat him up! He must have hidden some spirits," Barnes the Holy hatefully said.

"I'm not addicted to the spirits. I'm okay if I don't drink it. And I don't care if he hides it or not." Darren laughed off as he prepared to leave.

"Dear Darren, please don't go. We have to discuss something."

Hearing Barnes the Holy call him "Dear Darren," Darren was stunned and thought, 'Is this alcohol really magic?' Barnes the Holy jumped down from the tree he was in.

"He doesn't have any more spirits. He has collected it for thousands of years, and you have drunk it all up."

As they talked, Augustine carefully walked past them and carried a leaf in his hands.

He was licking the leaf while he walked.

"Yummy." Augustine licked his lips clean, enjoying the leaf's flavor.

"See that! I told you he had more!"

Barnes the Holy could smell the alcohol from a distance. The scent was so strong.

"You little brat! Show me your alcohol or I will kill you!" Barnes the Holy stopped Augustine. Obsessed with the alcohol, Augustine licked the drops of alcohol that were on the leaf.

"No. There's nothing left. I drank it all up. There were droplets on this leaf, but I drank them up as well." Augustine felt satisfied to lick off the alcohol on the leaf.

"I will beat you!"

They fought for a long time. The hands and feet of Barnes the Holy got swollen even though Augustine didn't use any power.

"Monkey, come here! Someone is bullying your brother!" Barnes the Holy shouted. The mutated monkey immediately appeared.

Seeing the two twisted together, the monkey wanted to kick Barnes the Holy.

In the monkey's memories, Barnes the Holy was an unruly and indomitable person who would never yield to anyone even at the cost of his life. Now he was called upon to help with Barnes the Holy's mischief.

'Is it time or cruel experiences that change the characteristics of a person?' the monkey thought, feeling sad.

"Why are you just standing there? You said you would protect me. I am counting on you now. Make the little bird's eyes explode!" Barnes the Holy ordered.

"Sir, just let it go. No one wants to play your games anymore," the monkey helplessly said.

"What game? I just want the alcohol!"

"Enough!" Darren came over and separated the two people. "Augustine, where did you get your spirits? Why don't you take us there to check it out? Maybe we can get some more," he said.

"Darren, I don't think it's a good idea. If he knew the place, he would eat up all the alcohol bugs!" Augustine knew that Barnes the Holy was crazy. It they took him there, he might eat all the bugs that produced the alcohol.

"It's no hassle. If he dares to act rashly, I will kill him without hesitation," Darren threatened.

"Darren, you should think twice. If he goes crazy, we will never have anything to drink anymore," Augustine reminded.

"I will keep a close eye on him. Don't worry. If we don't go there, he will become very annoying and cause some trouble."

"If you say so. Then, let's go," Augustine agreed. He took the lead, and Barnes the Holy followed promptly.

As they flew, they passed through a quiet sea and several wooded islands. Finally, they landed on a heap of ruins.

"Right here?

Are you lying?"

Seeing the ruins, Barnes the Holy grabbed Augustine by his collar.

"Why are you being so rash? Don't you want to drink anymore?" Augustine said. "Come with me," he continued.

He shook off the hand of Barnes the Holy before leading the way towards the depth of the island.

"What kind of spiritual energy does this assimilate?"

Seconds later, he jumped up from the ground! His eyes looked very shocked.

Darren had never seen Barnes the Holy shocked like this before.

"Why? What's wrong?" Darren asked as he realized that there was something wrong.

"Immortal Assimilating Bug..." Barnes the Holy murmured. He cautiously placed the bug on the vat.

All of a sudden, the bug in the vat sprang to life.

"Help!"

Barnes the Holy calmly called out. Both Darren and Augustine didn't understand what was going on.

"What on earth is happening?"

Darren strode over and picked up a white bug. He found nothing special when he examined it.

"Does this bug possess the immortal aura?"

"If I am not mistaken, there must be a piece of Immortal Character under the vat." The expression of Barnes the Holy's face had begun to look more serious.

"Immortal Character?" Darren was slightly shocked. "Then what are you afraid of?" he asked.

"Will you be afraid if they wanted to assimilate you?" Barnes the Holy pointed at the white bugs that were climbing towards him. His face looked deathly pale.

"What?"

Darren stepped forward. He was confused.

He felt a sharp pain on his foot and found blood all over the ground.

The bugs didn't continue biting Darren. Instead, they climbed up to the body of Barnes the Holy, reaching the very top of his head.