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Chapter 77: 0077

The ice front broke suddenly, and the snow and fog were majestic, filling the vicinity of the hiding place.

呷!
Soul Crow spread its pitch-black wings.

It has three heads, all of which are raised up, roaring, densely packed teeth embedded in the beak, and saliva splashing ice on the surrounding snow.

The Heras tightened their limbs and kept their breathing to a minimum.

The giant was huge, moved for a long time, and was still slowly closing in.

The ice that fell at their feet was mixed with minced meat, no matter how stupid a person would know—this kind of bird eats meat, it can break the ice front, and it can punch its head.

Soul Crow is quite spiritual.

The shamans and witch priests of Palotusbi study it, learn it, and even become it. Almost every clan will raise a few.

The beast tamer turned his ears to listen carefully to the mournful neighing.

Not long after, the soul crow became agitated, its wings scraped frequently, and the sound of grinding its teeth was broken and unpleasant as it passed through the ice cave.

Heila felt something chewing on their brains.

Soon, the soul crow quickly flew out of the cave. It screamed towards the sky, spread its wings and kept turning back, as if looking for traces of intruders.

rustling.

When it was gone, the tamer stepped into the snow.

He looked at the...feather that fell from the thick-winged eagle and was put into the cave of the soul crow, and was slowly drifting towards the ice abyss.

"I only asked for one egg, please put the other back."

"It's not funny!"

Meng walked out holding the iron sheet.

The bruises and redness on his arms were still there.

What I risked my life to get back should be regarded as overfulfilling the task, but I want to return it?
"Accept your companions and respect nature."

The beast trainer recited the ancient sayings of the northern region softly, and looked at him seriously. His character was like his face, sometimes kind, sometimes vicious. Standing in different directions, he had different understandings.

"You took all hope from it."

"Hehe, don't forget, it was you who asked me to climb this damned cliff, cowardly, despicable and insidious, what qualifications do you have to talk about morality?"

Meng fought back.

"Each time the soul crow lays eggs, only one cub can survive!"

[It is rumored that the wisdom of the soul crow was jealous, and a certain old god in charge of the sky cast a curse, limiting the prosperity of this animal. 】

This story has been passed down from generation to generation in the cattle-like clans in the northern border.

They also found that as long as the eggs were cared for separately, the soul crows inside could survive, so some tribes took "climbing the cliff to fetch eggs" as a coming-of-age ceremony for beast tamers.

Just as the two were arguing endlessly and were about to clash, a voice sounded from the side.

"Fight and die here."

The Heila were startled, and took half a step back, not daring to interrupt, the coat of arms on the skin reminded the identities of both parties.

Ken came up from under the slope.

He put [Dawn and Twilight] in the middle, like a landmark for a duel.

The animal trainer and Meng bowed their heads, and they admired the employer's words and deeds from the bottom of their hearts.

"Today, six of the scouts were frozen and fainted. When they were hunting Shancha beasts, the blood of the militiamen stained the ground red..."

Ken can use experience points to dispel the strain, but he can't relieve the pressure. As long as he is still on the road, as long as there are people who are injured and die, the leader's shoulders will never be easy.

"Are you wearing good armor and sharp weapons, are you contributing to the team?"

Ken grabbed a handful of snow and wiped his messy and frayed armor.

He waited for the eyes of both parties to settle before he spoke:
"Communication is not that difficult. The Sandunkaya people never fight among themselves. The name Heila is for you to protect others and protect each other."

Meng saw the shiny black ax being pulled out of the snow.

He was silent for a while, then turned around and began to climb, this time without the help of the giant's shoulder, but the movement was extraordinarily fast.

The Heras watched as the egg was put back in place.

Ken didn't say anything more, picked up his tomahawk, and led the crowd down the snowy slope along the old road.

The migrating troops drew Oga's mountain path like black lines. The warriors with shields stood in front, and the refugees and troops scattered behind. Everyone raised their heads from time to time, staring at the two intersecting shadows in the sky.

[The fight between the thick-winged eagle and the soul crow is a good opportunity for you. 】

The beast tamer originally wanted to profit from the fisherman: he used the soul crow to restrain him, and then organized a sneak attack, and Meng was responsible for the final blow.

Reckless guys are prone to bad things.

He glanced at Meng.

The opponent hid his arm behind his back, and there should still be bruises and scars on it, so he couldn't guarantee the final kill.

"Quema, how's your crossbow?"

"This weapon can't turn its head, it can't hide around it, it won't approach it when it sees it, and it will be useless if it shakes its wings and brushes past it."

The tamer felt grim.

Worried that he would not be able to explain, he frowned, took a deep breath, and glanced at the leader without any trace.

Ken was standing right in front, so close that everyone could feel that the fatigue surrounding this young man disappeared, and he became extremely focused, without tension or hesitation, and simply wanted to kill the monster.

Heila swallowed their saliva lightly, unable to think of anything else.

Elwey's mystics are under more pressure.

The thick-winged eagle was pierced through the leg bone by the sudden attack, and the black crow pierced the sky, arcing like a pitch-black thunder, which caught people off guard.

Who messed with it?
The soul crow is only half the size of a thick-winged eagle, but its speed and strength make all creatures fear. Its three heads and fine and sharp teeth smash the flesh and blood of the thick-winged eagle strangely.

The mystics try to get out of the predicament.

Magic flickered, and black smoke seeped from between the eagle's fur.

Its whole body flashed suddenly, and the violent magic power exploded on the spot, causing the soul crow's feathers to fly, screaming again and again.

Unexpectedly, the Soul Crow would use its injured body to shoot again, and this time it was even a life-and-death fight!

The thick-winged eagle quickly separated all its limbs to reduce the area and relieve the pressure of avoiding it. After several maneuvers, it was still pierced through the abdominal cavity, and dripping blood fell on the heads of the refugees.

"We haven't lost it yet, draw the spell!"

A voice urged.

Soul Crow accelerated to the limit with all his strength, but suddenly lost consciousness.

Like a thrown spear, it slipped from a high place, but fortunately it recovered in time, so it didn't fall to the ground.

The surrounding area was empty, and there was no trace of the thick-winged eagle.

sip——

The mystics closed their eyes to sense, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they heard an unwilling beast cry.

The thick-winged eagle was seriously injured, and the reserved mana had been exhausted.

It hides its body, follows the flowing clouds and the new wind, and hovers between the peaks of Oga, looking for a place where it can stop and repair.

"Not easy."

Suddenly, the remote mystic technique was affected.

The operators felt a little strange, and then their foreheads tightened, as if a storm was gathering above their heads.

It is not known who turned the magic mirror used for imaging.

Including Ivan, everyone in the simple tent saw Ken Bouvier—he looked down at the thick-winged eagle and held his battle ax high. Such a perfect angle seemed to have prepared him long ago.

But it's impossible, this is the height of Oujia Xuefeng!
The scene in front of him was unimaginable, and then, the link was cut off, leaving only pure killing intent, crushing all thoughts.

(End of this chapter)