Chapter 3288 A Golden Opportunity
A tense silence befell the airship. They could still join forces if they encountered a group of demon beasts on land. However, they were in the air now, facing thousands of quinticolor birds. No one dared to speak, as the potential for instant peril loomed should anyone step out of the airship.
In his role as the organizer, Hamish felt a sense of helplessness as he surveyed the group and uttered, “I’m willing to go out and drive away those birds, but their numbers are overwhelming. Who is willing to join me?”
“I am. I’ll go with you,” Jared promptly offered, taking the lead.
“I’ll go too,” Feenix chimed in, her decision to follow Jared’s lead unwavering. As Cloud had the responsibility of controlling the airship, he couldn’t participate. With Jared and Feenix volunteering, the rest of the group exchanged glances but maintained their silence.
Hamish hadn’t anticipated this particular scenario, yet given the circumstances of being airborne and facing the formidable quinticolor birds, it was understandable that no one dared to step up.
Nonetheless, the task at hand seemed almost insurmountable, with only three individuals set to drive away the formidable flock of birds.
“All of you should stay here. I’ll go and disperse the birds.”
At that moment, Misho shattered the silence, his authoritative voice resonating through the group. Being the strongest in the group, his words held weight. Not only did people respect him for his strength but also for the hope that he would shield them in times of peril.
“Old Mr. Giuvali, while these quinticolor birds may not be individually formidable, their collective strength is formidable. Dispersing them alone won’t be an easy task,” Hamish stated.
“Don’t worry. I’ll give it a try. Even if I can’t disperse them, I won’t be in danger,” Misho reassured with a faint smile.
Observing Misho’s unwavering confidence, Hamish ceased his objections and instructed Cloud to open the airship’s door.
Stepping out, Misho seemed to stride on solid ground. A soft white light emanated from his body, gradually intensifying. The quinticolor birds, drawn to the light, surged toward Misho in a frenzied swarm.
The onlookers tensed, their eyes fixed on the unfolding scene. Misho’s success in dispersing the bird swarm would allow the group to proceed, but failure would put everyone in imminent danger.
Facing the overwhelming flock of birds, Misho maintained his composure. He extended his fists, and a myriad of spiritual energy swiftly coalesced into a massive net, intercepting the birds in their path.
Countless quinticolor birds crashed into the net, disintegrating into ashes. Despite this, more birds continued their relentless assault, seemingly undeterred by the prospect of death.
Initially calm and composed, Misho’s expression shifted as the number of birds increased, forming a colossal ball relentlessly colliding with the expansive net constructed from his spiritual energy. Cold sweat began to bead on Misho’s forehead, his demeanor turning grim.
Shriek!
At that very moment, a piercing cry reverberated through the air.
Emerging from the swarm, a significantly larger quinticolor bird soared into the sky, its continuous shrieks filling the air.
Suddenly, all the quinticolor birds attacking the immense net ceased their assault.
On the heel of this, tens of thousands of quinticolor birds took on a sword-like formation. Under the guidance of their leader, they surged toward the net Misho had created.
“The leader of the quinticolor birds has appeared. Keep an eye on it!” Feenix exclaimed.
“They have a leader?” A look of surprise flitted across Jared’s visage.
“Indeed, these quinticolor birds are demon beasts that live in groups. Even in danger, they stick together. Naturally, there has to be a leader commanding them. However, since they aren’t individually strong, the leader conceals itself within the flock and seldom reveals itself. The leader only took flight to direct them when the quinticolor birds couldn’t breach the net. This is a golden opportunity,” Rostom elucidated.
