In modern terms, Yalina was a pure workaholic. She was always immersed in her own magic world, forgetting about time and other people. Perhaps this was the fundamental reason why she was able to become a genius.
After an unknown amount of time, the magic shield on Han Jin's body had disappeared. Electric arcs swept past his feet, and he felt a slight numbness. Yalina had been concentrating on controlling the magic array, so he didn't want to disturb her. He gave Gibran a look, and the few of them turned around and retreated out of the valley. Winston and Saxon had thick skin, and they also had combat energy, so it was enough to let them stay behind to protect Yalina.
Léger and Gibran built a very simple shed with branches. Mercenaries were not that particular, and they couldn't afford to be particular, so they all hid in the shed to avoid the annoying spring rain. The weather was still very cold, but with Kane around, this was not a problem. Time flew by quickly as they warmed themselves by the fire and chatted. Although they talked about some unimportant things, it was undeniable that friendship often needed this kind of casual chat to strengthen. If they had to talk about future development and other important things when they met, it would be too selfish.
Yalina only came out once when it was time for dinner. She only ate a few mouthfuls before returning to the valley. Not to mention other aspects, just this kind of hard work was enough to be admired.
The rain was still falling, and the lightning was still flashing, so there was no way to cultivate. Han Jin let Harley out and let him be responsible for the night watch. The few of them half sat and half lay down in the straw shed and fell asleep.
In the morning, Han Jin was awakened by a burst of crisp chirping. He stretched his body and crawled out of the straw shed, just in time to see Yalina running over with a smile. Behind her, there was a large group of things that looked like chicks.
Yalina didn't sleep all night, so her face was full of tiredness, but she was very excited. Sometimes she would jog a few steps, sometimes she would turn around, clap her hands, or laugh a few times, just like a child.
Gibran and the others also heard the noise and crawled out of the straw shed one after another. Looking at the chicks, Léger said with a face full of surprise, "No way? The thunderbird eggs hatched just like that? Could it be … because they absorbed electric elements? "
"That's right!" Yalina laughed. She ran a few steps forward, and when the little thunderbirds caught up, she ran a few more steps forward, making the little thunderbirds chirp non-stop. "Look, how cute they are!"
No matter how strong the thunderbirds would become in the future, they were still too weak now. More than a hundred 'chicks' had been pulled into a line. Those that were able to keep up with Yalina were all very strong. In comparison, the 'chicks' at the back were in a sorry state. Although the spring rain had stopped, the ground was still muddy. Moreover, running out of the valley was too far for the little thunderbirds. The little thunderbirds that were lagging behind were almost rolling and crawling as they ran forward. One of the little thunderbirds was even lying in the muddy water, unable to get up.
Julia hurriedly ran over and held the little Thunderbird in her hands. Females generally liked small animals, and as an elf, Julia was even more so in this aspect.
After a moment of observation, Julia sighed. "This little thunderbird won't live for long."
Yalina was stunned. "Why?"
"It's too weak and has no ability to eat."
"Raphael, I heard from Morrisons that you once used magic to save a dying Armored Bull?" Léger said. "You can save it too, right?"
"Really?" Julia was overjoyed and held the little thunderbird in front of Han Jin.
"You …" Han Jin's face was a little pale. He thought that these thunderbird eggs were energy that could be absorbed. He didn't stop Yalina because he thought that she was using them to study magic. If he knew that Yalina's goal was to hatch them, he would have objected. "Why do you want to save it? We just killed all the thunderbirds yesterday, and now you want to … Isn't it too funny?! "
"That's different," Yalina said.
"How is it different?" Han Jin asked.
"It's just different!" Yalina paused. "They're so cute!"
"Boring." Han Jin snorted at Yalina's reason.
"Raphael, you've seen the power of those thunderbirds. If you can tame them, they'll be a great help to us in the future!" Julia was smart and tried to persuade Han Jin from the perspective of utility.
"Impossible," Gibran said. "Even if we tame them, they may not listen to us. Do you have the ability to communicate with them? Do you want to catch a few Ogre Shamans? "
Julia couldn't help but glare at Gibran. However, Gibran's words made sense. At the very least, she had no way to answer him. After hesitating for a moment, Julia reluctantly placed the little thunderbird on the ground.
Yalina looked at Han Jin angrily. It didn't matter that she stopped, but the group of little thunderbirds had already surrounded her, and some even tried to jump on her legs.
"How long does it take for thunderbirds to mature?" Han Jin asked without thinking.
"They should be able to fly by the end of autumn," Julia said.
Han Jin took a few steps forward, bent down, and picked up the little thunderbird. He observed it in front of his eyes. "So fast?"
"It can't not be fast. If their feathers aren't full, they'll freeze to death in winter," Julia replied.
The little thunderbird looked like it was dying. Perhaps it was because Han Jin's actions were a bit rough, but after being picked up by Han Jin, it kept struggling and pecking at Han Jin's fingers with its tender beak.
"You're going to hurt it." Julia couldn't bear it and took the little thunderbird. Strangely, the little thunderbird became obedient in Julia's palm, squinting its eyes and lying there motionlessly.
Han Jin shrugged and turned to look at the group of thunderbirds under Yalina's feet. There were a lot of them, about a hundred and forty to fifty, and he was a little tempted. In fact, many things end in failure, not because he wasn't capable enough, but because he chose the wrong method at the critical moment. Yalina tried to use "cuteness" to move Han Jin, but it didn't have any effect. However, Han Jin listened to Julia's words.
Among the tens of thousands of techniques, there were indeed techniques that could be used to raise Spirit Beasts, but they were considered unorthodox and unorthodox techniques. In the end, cultivation was all about oneself. No matter how powerful the Spirit Beasts that were raised were, it was impossible for them to help their masters become Fairies. This was putting the cart before the horse. Furthermore, in modern society, Spirit Beasts were almost extinct, so the decline of Spirit Beast Techniques was a natural thing.
The Spirit Beast Sacrificial Material was a middle-grade dao technique. A long time ago, he used the Spirit Beast Sacrificial Material and the Spirit Refreshment Incantation to save the dying calf. However, that was only one calf. Now, he was facing more than a hundred little thunderbirds. Although his strength had greatly improved compared to that time, releasing more than a hundred middle-grade dao techniques consumed too much vital energy. Moreover, the Spirit Beast Sacrificial Material was a necessary medium. Otherwise, he would not be able to control so many thunderbirds. Han Jin hesitated for a long time, but still performed the technique. He suddenly thought it through. It didn't matter if he didn't achieve the effect he expected. More than a hundred thunderbirds were more than a hundred ninth-level magic crystals! It was worth it no matter how much he had to pay.
As it turned out, the little thunderbird wasn't obedient at all. It was lying there motionless because it didn't have the strength to move.
It wasn't injured, but it didn't have enough strength. The Spirit Beast Sacrifice and the Charm of Spirit Refreshment had an immediate effect. The little thunderbird immediately jumped up, tilting its head and looking curiously at Han Jin. The Spirit Beast Sacrifice could form a kind of affinity. Back then, the little calf was obsessed with Han Jin, and the thunderbird was no exception. The little thunderbird jumped to Julia's palm, and actually flapped its young wings to jump towards Han Jin. However, it didn't have the ability to fly, and after jumping from Julia's palm, it fell straight to the ground.
Han Jin reached out and caught the little thunderbird. At this moment, the little thunderbird didn't reject Han Jin at all. It jumped happily in Han Jin's palm, its pair of small wings shaking up and down, like a pug wagging its tail at its owner. Its young sharp beak opened wide, and it let out a series of crisp chirps, but no one knew what it was trying to say.
Yalina had worked hard all night, and now it was Han Jin's turn to work hard. 'Transforming' more than a hundred thunderbirds was a big project. Hiding in a quiet place to rest could only make up for part of the consumption. They stopped and rested until dusk. Han Jin finally completed his task, but he also discovered a terrible thing.
Everyone more or less has a kind heart. Seeing a large group of 'little chicks' cheering around like family members, most people would feel very happy at first, but what about half an hour later? What about a few hours later? What about a whole day?
Han Jin only felt that his head was going to explode. Under the influence of the Spirit Beast Sacrifice, the little thunderbirds had abandoned Yalina and were always by his side. When he got into the straw hut, the little thunderbirds swarmed in. When he sat on the hillside, the little thunderbirds lay down beside him. When he jumped on a rock, the little thunderbirds surrounded the rock. In fact, following them was nothing, at most he had to be careful to avoid accidentally trampling a few to death. However, the constant chirping was unbearable. Moreover, Han Jin was a person who liked silence, and this kind of noise was even more unbearable.
In the end, Han Jin was forced to fly away on his sword. The little thunderbirds were in a mess, running all over the place. His vital energy had been consumed, and now every little thunderbird lost was a loss. Han Jin had no choice but to land on the ground again, and only then did he manage to calm the little thunderbirds down.
Han Jin was annoyed, but Yalina and Julia were envious. Especially Yalina, after a morning's rest, she had recovered her energy and had been thinking of ways to lure the little thunderbirds to abandon the dark side. However, to the little thunderbirds, she was the dark side.
It was not until Léger and Gibran returned from hunting and threw two rabbits that Han Jin was finally relieved. In fact, under normal circumstances, at most one-third of these little thunderbirds could survive, but Han Jin's vital energy was not wasted in vain. The little thunderbirds were each healthier and more active than the other, and in a moment, the two rabbits were torn beyond recognition.
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