In an era where population was scarce and difficult, no matter where it was, people would find a specialty in their hometown. In the Acat Hill of the St. Maester Theocracy, for thousands of years, the people here had always been proud of their stable lives.
On the city wall, Luo Ya Acat looked at the distant sky, his originally cold face was now extremely dignified.
The Death Crow Falcon, an ancient evil creature, was said to not be able to cry. Its cry was always the cry of the last soul to be devoured. At this time, in the sky above Acat Hill, countless Death Crow Falcons had gathered into a dark cloud, and their cries were like the cries of countless creatures.
Thinking of this, the black-haired youth clenched his fists, and secretly rejoiced at the preparations he made these past few days. If he didn't activate the enchantment in advance, just the cries of these terrifying creatures would have caused a bloody storm in Acat City.
The Death Crow Falcons in the sky not only knew how to cry, their body length ranged from tens of centimeters to a few meters, and their strength was comparable to low-level Transcendents. Soon, they would launch an attack on Acat City, and that would be the real battle. More importantly, they were only supporting characters tonight.
It was a huge and twisted black strange bird that seemed to cover the sky. Its head was like that of a bird and a dragon, and there were strange sarcomas on its neck. Its body was pitch-black, and its blood-red eyes were like crimson stars in the clouds. The most peculiar thing about it was that it had three ferocious claws that were different from ordinary birds. Remember in a second.
Birds were one of the earliest pets of humans, and it could be said that most people's impression of them was the representation of docility. There was nothing wrong with people feeding birds, and there was nothing to be afraid of. But now, when the monster in the sky poked its head out, the people in the enchantment on the ground had a strange feeling.
It was like facing a dragon or an angel, and it was an unchangeable pressure from the bloodline. It was the absolute suppression of a mythical creature on ordinary life, and the reason was very simple. Because in ancient times, this terrifying monster was indeed a noble existence close to that of a god.
Gazing at the gigantic, ferocious monster in the sky, the Earth Mother's voice sounded with an inexplicable sorrow. After listening to Pei Tela's explanation, Luo Ya had a preliminary understanding of what he saw.
Although the first Holy Beasts were also born in the world of Xi Ya, they were not created by Xi Ya, the creator of all things. Instead, they were the products of natural selection in the harsh evolution. They gradually grew stronger through constant battles and became the masters of the world until the arrival of Xi Ya.
Unlike the first generation of sacred beasts, which tended to be ordinary creatures, the second generation of sacred beasts was often the product of a combination of many bloodlines. The Three-legged Dragon Crow was the best of the second batch of hybrid sacred beasts created by Xi Ya. It inherited the bloodline of the Giant Dragon and the ancient sacred beast, the Death Crow. Even in the ancient times when the gods still existed, it was one of the kings who dominated the sky.
It had a warty head, messy and dirty feathers, and its deformed appearance aside, what really made people sigh was the madness and violence in its eyes, as well as the ugly flock of birds flying up and down around it.
But it had to be said that although his heart was heavy, the black-haired young man did not have time to sigh over this tragedy. The moment the Three-legged Dragon Crow appeared, the huge skeleton on the Nirvana Plain and the blonde woman in the valley became tense at the same time. They knew that the real enemy was not the gigantic monster, but someone else.
"… the Winged Ruler?"
It was not until Xi Ya appeared and distributed the Source Form to intelligent life that the various races in the world began to embark on the path of transcendence. But even so, in the era of the second generation of sacred beasts, the other races were still not strong.
When the savior fell, almost all the high-ranking members of the Winged Clan were implicated, and the Three-legged Dragon Crow did not escape the misfortune. But just like the contract in the past, the appearance of this huge monster represented a fact, and that was the arrival of the Winged Ruler.
There were two figures with completely different appearances. One of them was wearing a black cloak, and his specific appearance could not be seen clearly. There were no distinctive features, and he was quite mysterious. He seemed to be a priest of the savior, while the other was an old man with a pair of wings on his back, just as Luo Ya expected.
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